The man's face bore a seven-tenths resemblance to his own, yet it was far more composed and stately.
His eyes, deep as a starry night, were watching him calmly.
It was the very figure who had loomed over him like a mountain for more than twenty years.
His older cousin, the first on the Hidden Dragon List, Qin Xuange!
"Brother…" Qin Wuya began subconsciously, but then his eyes sharpened. 'No, this is an illusion!'
"Real or illusion, what's the difference?" The "Qin Xuange" opposite him slowly drew the battle saber from his waist, its tip pointing directly at Qin Wuya. His voice was flat yet held an unquestionable authority. "Wuya, make your move. Let me see how much you've improved over the years!"
"Fine!"
The illusion stoked the deepest obsession in his heart, and Qin Wuya no longer hesitated!
The battle lust he had suppressed for years erupted in that instant!
