Yes, despair.
At this moment, Bai Niansheng had only one thought in his heart. It wasn't the shock of someone being ambushed, but... endless despair, because he could sense with just the momentum that he couldn't withstand this strike.
And because the incident erupted so quickly, the Demon Saints from the Southern Border didn't expect Shushan to set an ambush inside the Demon Suppressing Tower and were unable to react. They could only watch Bai Niansheng freeze in place.
This strike came so swiftly, and at the same time, in Bai Niansheng's eyes, it seemed so slow, as if the strike was still a great distance away from him.
In this moment between life and death, he thought of many things, remembering his birth, his growth, step by step from an unremarked mixed-blood descendant in the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, gradually growing into a crucial Demon Saint.
