Although he had been prepared, after the long saber in his hand shattered, the Immortal Lord still failed to dodge Lin Qing's sword as it pierced his dantian.
For an Immortal Realm cultivator, this was hardly a fatal injury, but the circulation of the Immortal Lord's immortal power was affected nonetheless, and his opponent was Lin Qing.
This time, the Immortal Lord had no time to pull back. He raised a hand to push Lin Qing away, but before his hand was halfway up, Lin Qing's next thrust pierced his chest.
"Tell me, how would you feel if I pierced your body inch by inch?"
Lin Qing's hands never stopped moving. He asked the question while unleashing attacks like raging winds and torrential rain.
Lin Qing had always liked returning a tooth for a tooth, in both actions and words.
If someone threatened to torment him, he tormented them in the same way. If someone liked threatening and mocking him before a fight, once he gained the upper hand, he struck back with words as well, expressly to get under their skin.
A dozen or so seconds later, Lin Qing had pierced every critical point in the Immortal Lord's limbs. Against another Second Heaven True Immortal, he might still have been able to fight back, but before Lin Qing, he had completely lost the right to resist.
When the first sword thrust pierced him, the Immortal Lord had still been thinking of fighting back. As an Immortal Lord, he could never admit defeat. Even if he died, he would die standing.
But after a dozen or so seconds passed, with Lin Qing still unwilling to deliver a fatal blow, his integrity as an Immortal Lord wavered. Perhaps admitting defeat would look a little better.
Just as his mouth opened slightly,