Gouts of fresh blood spewed from Qin Shisan's mouth as his body convulsed violently. He was on the verge of death.
Qin Li stood there, taking several deep breaths. As the cold night wind blew, a chill washed over him, and only then did he realize he was soaked to the bone. Although the exhilarating battle had left him with some injuries, he felt utterly euphoric!
"Did... did you use... the 'Only I am Venerable' Com... bat Skill?" Qin Shisan sputtered, struggling to speak.
Qin Li nodded. "That's right!"
"It really is... a Divine-level Technique. It really is a Divine-level Technique!" Qin Shisan's body flipped over to face the sky. He suddenly cackled like a terrifying night owl. "How ridiculous... how pathetic! I was just... a... blind fool..."
Before Qin Shisan could finish, he drew his last breath, his eyes wide open in an eternal, unwilling stare.
