Just as Chu Xisheng severed Dong Huaji's head, Spirit Eye, who had been lurking a hundred zhang away and watching, instinctively took a step forward.
He stood right at the edge of the eaves and nearly stepped into empty air, almost falling from the roof of the three-story building.
Uncertainty flickered in Spirit Eye's eyes. "This fellow actually killed Dong Huaji-"
Heart-Piercing Sword Li Ya's expression also grew grave, and he lowered the arms he had folded across his chest.
"Impressive indeed!"
A hint of admiration appeared in Li Ya's eyes. "His bloodline talent is truly extraordinary. But what impresses me even more is his courage and resourcefulness.
"Even in these circumstances, he never considered fleeing. Instead, he did everything he could to plan a counterkill. His courage and resourcefulness are exceptional. The White Cloud Stronghold can no longer contain him-"
He then swept off the rooftop and hurtled toward the Taste-Knowing Pavilion.
Spirit Eye raised an eyebrow at this. "Brother Li, where are you going?"
Heart-Piercing Sword Li Ya did not answer. His figure had already vanished into the darkness.
Spirit Eye had known the answer even as he asked.
If Li Ya continued to stand by, those men from the White Cloud Stronghold might well be slaughtered and scattered by Chu Xisheng.
And if he missed tonight's opportunity, Li Ya would find it difficult to take Chu Xisheng's life again.
This youth's combat strength could never be measured by the standards of an ordinary eighth-rank lower cultivator.
When he went out in the future, he would certainly be even more cautious.
That masked expert who had suddenly appeared was also far beyond what Li Ya could handle alone.
At this moment, however, the White Cloud Stronghold still held an enormous advantage. As long as Li Ya intercepted Chu