Qi Bubi looked on in abject terror. His first reaction was that he wanted to run instead of risking his life to fight a lunatic.1

This was one of the effects of Scattering the Gods and Buddhas—dread. It had no effect against Yue Hongling and her staunch will; it had no effect against Zhao Changhe who was naturally valiant… But against those who had weak wills, it could hardly be more effective.0

Qi Bubi did not dare take this attack head-on. He lightly tapped the side of the saber with his folded fan in an attempt to deflect it. 0

Ding!0

The fan spread open and he tried to cut open Zhao Changhe’s wrist.0

Swoosh!0

One had no choice but to admit that this move of his was executed marvelously.0

However, what came as a result of it was much less than marvelous. That feeble tap could only slant the path of the saber by one or two inches. As for Zhao Changhe, he was not the least bit concerned about Qi Bubi’s attack and simply let the fan slice along his wrist. He was completely incapable of feeling any pain.0

The power of Zhao...0