"Wait! Wait! Let's see..."
Qingtian Zhaojiu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his gaze fixed on the valley where the dust started to settle.
Shush~
Not long after, there was a commotion in the pile of landslide debris. Two battered and weakened figures pushed aside the boulders pressing on them, stood up, and gazed across the entire valley, staring at each other.
In the center of both of their chests was a hideous, ghastly, blood-soaked hole, with pale bone fragments exposed to the air, their insides twitching and trembling in full view.
Glancing at the red gem in Emperor Shitian's hand, then at the sinister treasure sword in his own hand, permanently plundered with the authority of [Jealousy], Zhu Haomiao was momentarily unsure if he had gained or lost.
To hell with it!
As long as I can snatch what the other side is holding, I'll surely make a profit!
Rolling his eyes, Zhu Haomiao swirled the sword gracefully and started to saunter forward.
