“Eagle” wasn’t a swordsman, but a soldier.

What he uses isn’t swords, but greatswords.

Thus, whenever he holds the handle backward, he habitually turns his wrist,

so that the side of the blade edge, faced the enemy.

But tonight——[\s]

Tonight, at this moment between life and death,

“Eagle” had a strange idea.[\s]

This idea took root and sprouted unknowingly when he sword danced earlier.

(Swords are double edged, unlike greatswords…)

This was just an idea, but it was lingering.[\s]

This was just an idea, but it prompted “Eagle” to give up the habit of turning his wrists at the critical moment of life and death.

This saved him a split moment of time.[\s]

Without this split moment, he would’ve died before the blade could’ve reached the girl.

Like a bolt of lightning, the girl’s palm rushed towards his head.

"Eagle" held the hilt of the sword and picked it up with the back of his hand. [\s]

Swords are unlike greatswords. Swords had double edges, regardless of front and back.

Though, it only spared him a split moment of time, but the end results are quite different.

The sword slashed the mud flicked across the moonlight. [\s]

Its edge gently touched, penetrated, and bid farewell to the girl's body, dividing her into two.

It's as easy as cutting a piece of thin paper.

Her gaze froze staring blankly in the void, no longer moving; [\s]

And that fatal palm blade stopped dead in its track midair, no longer having power to move.

"Eagle" killed the girl and took her sword.

Though hard, though cruel, it was a victory after all.

-It should be so.

But when the point of the sword was about to stab Li Sushang's waist, "Eagle"’s Ki suddenly disappeared.

The tyrannical inner strength that he had cultivated over the years was gone, as if it had never been born. [\s]

No matter how he tries to summon it, there is no response in the empty meridians.

[em italic]Impossible–[/em]

A cold current named fear instantly flows through the blood veins of "Eagle".

[em italic]Impossible impossible impossible impossible impossible impossible impossible impossible impossible impossible——[/em]

There was absolutely no problem with his breathing and Ki,

He was also sure that he would never get corrupted this moment. [\s]

But, the impossible just happened, right when he was about to win.

This was the second time tonight,

"Eagle" suddenly understood something, but it was too late…

The sudden loss of his Ki made him barely capable of holding onto the handle as he swung.

"Xuanyuan" sliced the girl’s shadow, the tip was embedded deeply in a visible wound, and she was out of his grasp.

The girl's palm hit his cheek. [\s]

Accompanied by the sound of slaps and bone cracks, was great pain and unwillingness.

[em italic]Why?[/em]

Darkness rushed to embrace him from the shattered half of the skull, but he tried his best to resist... His eyes spun frantically, searching for...

[em italic]Why-[/em]

He saw. [\s]

Far away, in the drawing room of the broken post, in front of his favorite chair, a man stood.

[em italic]Raksha…[/em]

Beside this man, a coffin stood quietly.

[em italic]It was you……[/em]

The man looked at him in the distance. The candlelight flickered, and he struggled to look around, trying to see the man’s expression clearly--

[em italic]IT WAS YOU!!!!!![/em]