"Heh heh... you're quite the schemer, kid!"
Clutching at his bleeding wound with an expression of agony, Liuwan twisted his hand, dislocating the joint to grasp the handle behind his back, attempting to pull the Vajra entrenched in his body.
However, he found that no matter what he did, it wouldn't budge; the Demon-Subduing Vajra Pestle seemed to be completely welded inside him.
"Stop trying, Elder Liuwan, heh heh heh. It's useless. I follow the Oblivion Path, and I've long known the moves you'd make. This Magic Artifact, I've expended great effort to deceive and obtain, specially for dealing with you," Li Huowang casually strolled up to Liuwan's side.
Liuwan watched the youth before him with a face that shifted between shades of light and dark, "You... you've been pretending all along, haven't you? Being so adept at using Fei Gang, you don't look like a novice at all. I actually believed your nonsense."
