"You—you, how could you possibly escape the heavy water?"
Chen Chong stared dumbfounded as Xu Yang rose from the heavy water, most of his body emerging, and caught the saber in his palm with an iron grip.
There wasn't a single scratch on him!
It was as if he'd just soaked in a bath for three days!
How was this possible?
"I told you, you should have run."
"Too bad!"
Xu Yang shook his head and let out a light sigh!
If you hadn't come, you could've lived a few days longer!
"I don't believe it!"
Chen Chong roared in fury, burning True Essence inside him, his Spirit Blade rang out with a clang, flaring with blazing Spirit Fire, struggling to break free from Xu Yang's grasp!
"Let go of me!"
"Like an egg striking a stone!"
Xu Yang suddenly let go, but in a flash, flicked his fingers together!
Clang!
The Spirit Blade felt as if struck by lightning, its Spirit Fire exploding with a boom, winking out into darkness!
