You're Celebrating Too Soon

The two supported each other as they flew toward the figure not far away.

As they drew near,

and discovered that Chen Mo was still alive,

both of them were dumbfounded.

He could still live after this?

"This brat cannot be allowed to live!" one of them roared. He mobilized the spiritual power within him, condensing it into a sharp longsword that stabbed toward Chen Mo's heart.

The other condensed a spear and swung it down toward Chen Mo's head.

They wanted to see

whether someone whose heart and head were destroyed at the same time could still survive.

But at that moment, an unexpected change occurred.

Just as the sword tip pierced Chen Mo's chest, the blood and qi within his body suddenly surged.

A mist gushed out from his chest, an utterly terrifying mist.

At the very instant the mist appeared,

the longsword embedded in Chen Mo's chest could advance no farther.

"What's going on?" The man holding the sword went pale.

At the same time, the man thrusting down with the spear was also frightened stiff.

His spear could not descend either.

Not only that,

an anomaly appeared on Chen Mo's body as well.

Stars revolved above him, while sun and moon flickered, incomparably eerie.

What shocked the two of them most was the appearance of a faint figure, standing there amid the mist and stars.

Though this figure emitted no aura whatsoever, it gave them the feeling that he was the ruler of heaven and earth.

The two were terrified out of their wits.

What was happening?

"Y-you, who are you?"

"This is between us and him. Don't meddle in our business!"

The two pointed trembling fingers at the faint figure.

"Who am I?"

Boom!

Most of the mist dispersed. The phantom questioned himself, solemn and