Ma Feima’s smile froze.

[em italic]Why?[/em]

He hasn’t experienced a shock like this for many years.

[em italic]How could it be possible?[/em]

Certain feelings that had been buried for a long time surged once again.

There was envy,

Jealousy,

Self hatred,

Ecstasy,

Regret…

…And also nostalgia.

[em italic]How… could it be possible?[/em]

All kinds of emotions, as a flaming sword materialized in the Raksha’s hand rushed into his heart, shattering his Blade Mantra of Still Water and Dustless.

Ma Feima couldn’t believe his eyes:

What was happening everywhere in his vision, was definitely not like one of [Redsweord]’s illusions.

A sword of flames.

A few moments ago, there was definitely nothing in the Raksha’s hands, definitely!

If so… where did this flaming sword condensed by Ki come from?

[Eminence…]

Ma Feima murmured,

Such martial arts, Ma Feima only knew one such technique in his life.

Edge of Taixuan’s Fifth Essence: Eminence.

Creating a blade with one’s spirit, with Ki born from themself.

Only Master Phoenix and Fifth Senior Sister mastered such peerless sword skills.

At this moment, it appeared in the hands of the blond Raksha.

Absolute shock shattered Ma Feima’s Blade Mantra.

Then his boiling fighting spirit reforged another Blade Mantra.

Water no longer stilled, dust no longer settled.

It is called

Joy

Excitement

Happiness

Satisfaction

Longing

Yearning

Pleasure…

[You, are you ready?]

The Raksha asked.

The blond man held a scarlet sword in his hand, the sword blazing with flames.

The hand holding the sword was engulfed by flames, completely scorched to a black color.

[You, are you ready?]

——This man, he’s like an apostle from the underworld.

Ma Feima nodded, he had forgotten how to speak.

How long has it been? Since Master Phoenix left that sword wound on his face, just how long has it been?[\s]

He had never faced any scarier threat, and he had never been any closer to the underworld![\s]

Never again, he had faced such a desperate situation whilst on the verge of exhaustion!

Come on, come on!

Come on, Raksha demon!

I’ll use all my strength to take this blade!

The Ki surrounding Ma Feima poured into every major orifice of his body,

Not caring whether his body could bear the corruption, not caring about about the physical damage,

Just waiting for this sword to come, a sword coming!

The Raksha swung the sword, the light of his sword slashed the air, sizzling.[\s]

Guard Form, Switch Form… Edge of Taixuan’s strongest defensive moves passed one by one through Ma Feima’s mind.

Then, unsurprisingly,

Ma Feima knew that this sword of unstoppable might, this force of absolute destructive power,

All forms of defense are meaningless.

It turns out, the sword is such a terrible object,

Just like a crimson reaper.

It turns out, life is such a fragile thing,

just like a spark.

It turns out, today’s the day of death, not too late nor too soon.

However, being defeated by Eminence’s hands, what regrets would there be?

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Little Ma

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Su Mei’s smile flashed before Ma Feima’s eyes.

And then came the fire, the burning fire.[\s]

It burned, then burned, then burned.

——————————————And then,

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The fire went out, the flame extinguished.