Clang!
The longsword sliced through the air!
Sizzle~
Sparks burst forth.
Zhan Zhouzhou nonchalantly dispersed the Purple Extreme Sword that flashed in his palm.
The next second, a fine crack appeared on the surface of the corpse that had just resumed its breathing motions, running diagonally from the right shoulder to the left hip.
Corpse: "..."
This isn't how it's supposed to go!
Why aren't you playing by the rules?
At times like this, aren't you supposed to be filled with curiosity, waiting for the corpse to revive and then understand the whole story?
Why did you move so ruthlessly without saying a word?
And you went straight for the kill, cutting the corpse into two halves?
Must you be so brutal?
Must you be so merciless?
Thud~
The upper half of the dry corpse fell to the ground, stirring up a weary cloud of dust that settled slowly under the pull of gravity.
