Chapter 611: Never Yield!
"If you insist on clinging to notions of chastity and virtue, then you are being needlessly stubborn. Those are merely mortal morals, created to uphold the order of the mundane world. For cultivators like us at the Spiritual Infant Realm, everyone below us is no different from ants. To refrain from casually slaughtering cities and kingdoms is already considered mercy. If you can’t see through even this much, then your cultivation has all been in vain."
Dongyang Bo’s threats and enticements were expertly crafted. He had fully seized upon Chenyan’s desperation to save her master, hoping to pressure her into submission.
Chenyan suddenly caught sight of Qin Sang’s eyes. Like a bolt of lightning, they pierced straight into her heart, and she froze on the spot.
What kind of gaze is that?
It is as though he is questioning me...
When you're threatened, cornered in despair, do you surrender and accept your fate, or do you seize even the faintest sliver of hope and fight to the end, never bowing?
In the next instant, a blood-colored sword light suddenly burst from the bronze hall. It was brighter and more piercing than the blood pearl in Chenyan’s hand. Scarlet and blinding, yet tinged with sorrow and tragic beauty.
Qin Sang, whose cultivation had supposedly been sealed by the talisman, rendered a cripple...
Had actually summoned a slender flying sword from his Baihui point, aiming straight for the Vajra Bangle!
The Vajra Bangle was Dongyang Bo’s life-bound astra, refined day and night alongside him. Among high-grade astras, it stood at the very peak.
In comparison, Qin Sang’s sword seemed feeble and insignificant.
Yet the blood light radiating from that flying sword caused Dongyang Bo’s expression to change dramatically.