"In this world, there is no more Su Jikuan..."
As the forceful gusts of the battle weakened, the observing Blue Child knew the fight was over, and the distant shout confirmed the outcome he had predicted.
At first, he couldn't believe it. Standing relatively far away and unable to see clearly, the loud proclamation from Shi Chun was irrefutable proof.
"This guy actually shattered the new generation prodigy of the Divine Sect..."
He stared at Shi Chun from afar, murmuring to himself, with a look of shock and a hint of other excitement glimmering behind his mask.
The Immortal Strangling Silk shrank into a streak of white light, landing back in Shi Chun's outstretched palm. The silk had several sections noticeably torn as if worn with fibers. Shi Chun didn't spare it a glance, gripping it with force, relishing in the inexplicable comfort and delight after the shout.
Never had he felt so exhilarated in years.
