Yu Ci only found the situation troublesome, but over at Bai Ri Mansion, they were practically going mad!
"Run, run, run—you only know how to run... If you've got the guts, come settle this with me, you little bastard! Spineless coward!"
Huang Tai's face twisted viciously as he cursed at the boundless sea of clouds, having long since hurled a leader's proper bearing into the bottomless abyss. His surging blood rushed to his head, flushing his face red and making the inch-long scar on his forehead glow a vivid crimson, all the more conspicuous.
This was the memento left behind from his only direct clash with Yu Ci yesterday.
With Huang Tai's mid-stage Divine Connection cultivation, his well-trained subordinates, and a sinister artifact like the Thousand Mouth Bees at hand, he should never have been wounded. Yet the moment they exchanged blows yesterday, Yu Ci's fierce, ruthless swordsmanship—fighting life for life—had startled him badly.
Yu Ci had been entangled with the battle formation formed by twenty-five warriors, while Huang Tai had been preparing to activate his artifact and win with a single strike. But in the instant before that, Yu Ci used sharp Sword Qi to forcibly tear through the warriors' obstruction, charging straight at him and trying to take his head with a life-for-life attack.
Distracted by this, he allowed Yu Ci to break through his center. Fortunately, his cultivation was far higher; his yin spirit drew out his potential and shifted him backward in an instant. Otherwise, it would have been far more than a mere wound.
Yu Ci then used the opening created by his evasion to depart in grand style, nearly making him spit blood with rage.
And it was then that he discovered the place where the Sword Qi had cut him was not as