Getting stabbed in the abdomen was like a ball getting punctured-it let all the air out in an instant.
I used the last of my strength to grip the knife.
I couldn't let him stab me to death like this.
If I died from his stabbing, Song Xiaotian would have a guilty conscience for the rest of his life.
"Li Character, Bewildering Soul Formation..."
I struggled to form a Dao Finger gesture. I could no longer break the Illusion Technique affecting him, so all I could do was trap him in an even deeper one.
"Let go..."
This time, he finally let go. His eyes closed, and he collapsed.
The knife was still stuck in my abdomen. I didn't dare pull it out. If I did, I would bleed to death.
Then I slumped to the ground too, slowly falling onto my back.
What the Patriarch had said kept echoing in my mind.
He had said that many of life's endings came about because different choices led to different outcomes.
I had already stayed out of this. Neither Seventh Master nor Song Xiaotian had told me how things were progressing.
But Heaven had suddenly given me a revelation, making me choose again.
If I had chosen not to get involved, I would still have been at home instead of getting stabbed.
But if I hadn't gotten involved, Song Xiaotian would have been dead by now.
The divination had clearly foretold that Song Xiaotian was in danger. I had come here because I saw that warning, but why hadn't it warned me that I was in danger?
Did Heaven really have a grudge against me?
What on earth had I done to deserve being toyed with like this?
The rain grew heavier, as though it were washing away the blood flowing