Leaves fell across the mountain, rustling and fluttering in the wind.
Xie Xuanyi sat alone amidst the fallen leaves of the mountain.
He raised his hands, and two balls of light ignited fiercely.
Left hand Life. Right hand Destruction.
"My benefactor..."
Mi Yun stared blankly at this scene.
He didn't understand the meaning of Xie Zhen's words.
Breaking through last night, and breaking through again today...
Could there really be a difference?
...
...
"Ssst!"
A withered leaf, lifted by the wind, floated past in front of Xie Xuanyi, first brushing past his right hand.
The leaf was scorched by the dark light fire, partly tainted, and in an instant, turned to nothingness.
The Rule of Destruction had already condensed to ninety percent.
The final ten percent, which should have completed condensation, was suppressed by Meng Kejian's Que Wu Blade Intent...
This was a great fortune.
