"Without going mad, how could I defeat an old relic like Jiang Hengdao?" Leng Guhan replied to Baili Zhen.
"Good, very good indeed. I never expected you to be so ruthless and heartless toward yourself." Jiang Hengdao's expression remained unchanged, betraying neither joy nor anger, sorrow nor pleasure. "In that respect, you're rather like this old man. It seems that, as fellow practitioners of the Heartless Sword Dao, we have much in common."
"You flatter me. I wouldn't dare compare my heartlessness to yours. I fall far short," Leng Guhan said flatly.
Leng Guhan had once pursued heartlessness like Jiang Hengdao's, but after discovering the backlash of the Ruthlessness Dao, he had prepared to stop cultivating it, just as Zuo Qiu Yi had.
That was precisely why Huang Xiao and the others felt he was becoming increasingly humane.
He was already a completely different man from who he had been in the Martial World.
"Indeed, you cannot reach this old man's heights." Jiang Hengdao laughed heartily. "Because you're all going to die here."
As he spoke, Jiang Hengdao's severed left arm began rapidly growing back at a rate everyone could see with the naked eye.
Huang Xiao and the others were not surprised in the least.
For an old relic like Jiang Hengdao, limb regeneration was no difficult feat at all.
Besides, Leng Guhan had severed his arm, and could not prevent him from regenerating it in a short time.
Had Senior Xuanyuan and the others severed Jiang Hengdao's arm, Huang Xiao believed they would have had ways to keep it from growing back so quickly.
Still, Huang Xiao and the others were already quite satisfied.
Even if Jiang Hengdao's left arm had regenerated, it was not his original arm, after all, and should still have had some effect on