In that short span, the mountaintop had already emptied. And what of Huang Xiao, who had fallen off the cliff? Had he really died? Clearly not.
When Du Tianchou struck Huang Xiao off the cliff, despair instantly filled his heart.
He had fallen off a cliff once two years before. He had survived that fall at Yama Ridge partly because someone beneath him had broken his fall, and partly because the many branches growing out across the cliff had checked his descent. But this time was different. His body was several zhang away from the cliff face. Even if branches grew out from it, they could not stop him; they were completely out of reach.
Clearly, he would not be so lucky this time. There were no branches to stop him, nor any unlucky soul to cushion his fall. This time, he feared not even his bones would remain.
As he fell, countless images flashed through Huang Xiao's mind, finally settling on the sight of that graceful figure appearing behind Du Tianchou.
Miss Zhao's power is already enough to deal with Du Tianchou! Had that not been Huang Xiao's very purpose this time? He simply had not expected to pay with his life. But he had no regrets.
Just then, Huang Xiao felt waves of agonizing pain rising within him.
Damn it, I have to suffer even before I die! Huang Xiao knew the effects of Heavenly Demon Disintegration were gradually fading. As they receded, the searing pain from his shattered meridians and broken Dantian returned. The cultivation method had forcibly blocked that pain at the time.
With the return of the pain, Huang Xiao knew that even if he did not fall to his death, he would probably die soon anyway.
Though his body was in excruciating pain, Huang