Yuchen watched the white light descend straight toward him and suddenly felt a twinge of regret.
Perhaps he had underestimated Su Che.
Perhaps he had made the wrong choice from the very beginning.
Perhaps he should have cast aside his old arrogance and first learned the full extent of Su Che's abilities.
Life held too many perhapses. A man could not stop for them.
The first thing to collapse under the white light's impact was the mighty martial qi of Righteous Radiance Severance.
When that qi condensed into golden light, it was indeed a defensive ability of the highest order, for its domineering force could wash away any magic power that assailed it.
That was how Yuchen had dealt with the demonic flames Yuqiang had released.
Yet against this strike from Su Che, Righteous Radiance Severance showed signs of collapse.
It was not a matter of lacking "quality," but of an absolute gulf in "quantity."
The power within the streak of white light Su Che brought down did not come from Su Che alone. It was the sum of layer upon layer of power Third Young Master Su had drawn from the world's vital energy and the laws behind it.
Yuchen's martial qi, by contrast, came from Yuchen himself.
This clash was not merely between Yuchen and Su Che. It also embodied the difference between the ways of the Mystic Gate and Martial Confucianism.
For the Mystic Gate, turning heaven and earth to one's own use, becoming no different from them, was only natural. It was what the Mystic Gate pursued.
For Martial Confucianism, however, every method was sought within. It placed greater weight on self-cultivation and drawing out one's own strength.
Thus, though both studied the myriad mysterious laws of heaven and earth, they differed greatly in how they