'So this is... what it feels like to die?'
Slitting his own throat, Qi Yun felt his strength drain away until his vision went black and the world faded completely. He felt as if he were drifting blissfully into the sky.
Just as his consciousness was about to fade completely, a strange, gentle pull tugged at him, as if guiding him toward some unknowable destination. But before he could "fly" far, another, much stronger and more irresistible force seized him.
Before this tyrannical power, the gentle pull and the call of his destination were as fragile as a spider's web, torn apart in an instant!
As his consciousness flooded back, warmth filled his entire body.
The lifeless body of Qi Yun, lying on the ground, suddenly shot up. A brilliant light once again shone from his dull, lusterless eyes.
Feeling his neck, which was now perfectly intact, Qi Yun grinned.
"Heh heh, in the end, I'm still the one who's a cut above."
"You want to kill me? You'll be long dead before I am."
