What a pity.
Su Che sheathed his sword in his sleeve.
In that sword strike just now, he had used Creation Sword Intent as his foundation and staked everything he had upon it.
Yet when faced with Jade Hand's drawn-out, Void-treading blow, it had still fallen slightly short.
Was this the gap between the Reverted Elixir and Void Step realms?
Jade Hand had likewise offered up everything in the end, forcing his way forward by hardening himself against the sword-light, only to fall short at the last moment three feet before Su Che.
Indeed.
At a distance of three feet from Su Che, Jade Hand's True-Form Dharma Body had already completely disintegrated. The reason he had managed to charge to within an inch of Su Che's throat—
Was entirely because of his will.
Relying on sheer will, he crossed those three feet and closed in on that single inch that decided life, death, victory, and defeat.
That was also why Su Che respected him.
No matter what sect or school Jade Hand came from, he was a strong man.
Such strength was not determined by the height of one's cultivation, but came from a person's character.
What Su Che respected was the will that belonged to a strong man.
What a pity.
Su Che sheathed his sword and looked toward the White Deer Grotto disciples before him. After that clash just now, they had all sunk into shock.
Indeed.
Jade Hand, one of White Deer Grotto's proudest mountain elders, a powerful figure believed most likely to enter the Longevity Realm in the future, someone capable of bearing the sect's weight and even leaving his mark upon the inheritance of Martial Confucianism, was gone.
That was enough to shake their spirits to the core.
Yet Su Che felt nothing for these