Even in Upheaval, Hearts Can Change

Amid the chaos, Qiu Yu felt as though his consciousness had gathered itself once more.

"You're unworthy! You're unworthy! You're unworthy!"

That nightmare-like curse echoed again, but this time, Qiu Yu's heart did not stir in the slightest.

"Get the hell out of my way!"

With a fierce sweep of his hand, blazing flames suddenly erupted from the darkness. The countless inner demons were instantly reduced to ash beneath the scorching fire. Breaking through his inner demons should have brought the joy of avenging a great grievance, yet Qiu Yu could not feel a thing.

"I'm not dead! I haven't lost!"

A blazing light burst from Qiu Yu's eyes. At this moment, there was only the unwillingness of defeat in his heart. Ye Xiu's figure seemed to have been branded into his mind, occupying its very center.

This was the first time Qiu Yu had truly experienced the boiling rush of blood brought on by battling a powerful opponent.

It was not as though he had never encountered the strong, nor had he never lost before. Yet no defeat had ever left him as unable to let go as this one.

He wanted to become stronger. He wanted to defeat that man. He wanted to earn his recognition.

The obsession that had haunted his heart in the past vanished without a trace. Compared to truly defeating Ye Xiu with his own abilities, Qiu Yu felt that everything else was utterly unimportant.

The most primal desire of all living beings to pursue strength had been completely awakened. He did not even have time to look around and see what was happening. Relying solely on instinct, he gathered as much power as he could and sent it burning into the chaos before him.

Pfft.

In an instant, the blazing flames tore through