There was harsh sword qi inside the room, and there was biting cold snow outside the room.0

It was as if the sword piercing through Tan Xue's heart and impaled in the door was linking the two worlds together.0

Tan Xue already knew that begging for its life would be futile, so both it and Chen Ping'an fell into a long period of silence.0

The young man standing in front of Tan Xue had started off with an entire lecture about principles and reasons, after which he had suddenly launched a swift and deadly attack. His words after he succeeded sounded like a review of his actions, something that made Tan Xue's hair stand on end.0

Almost all of the cultivators on Cyan Gorge Island felt like the bookkeeper living at the entrance of the island was a good-tempered and easy-going person.0

They were all blind!0

Tan Xue inhaled softly, yet this immediately caused it to feel searing pain rip through its chest. Not only was its physical body severely wounded, but there was surging chaos in the depths of its soul.0

All living beings feared death, and this was the most realistic feeling in the world. This was the so-called minor singularity that Chen Ping'an had alluded to. Tan Xue had understood him, yet it had pretended to be puzzled.0

When Tan Xue clearly felt its life force flowing...0