If you can't escape it, you'll die.
The white light was very close to Ye Tian, extremely close. He had never been so close to anyone in his entire life; it was just a fraction of a hair's breadth away from touching Ye Tian.
If that white light were to touch Ye Tian, he would most likely die. This is because Gu Shi is at the first level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.
He is very strong, at least several levels stronger than Ye Tian.
Even though Ye Tian's sword could kill many Golden Immortals at the seventh level, he was still powerless against a Great Luo Golden Immortal at the first level.
Ye Tian will not die, because he has not yet taken his revenge. He has not yet killed the Martial King, and the Martial Dynasty has not yet been overthrown. The Cloud Mist Mountain Range remains sealed and cannot be unsealed, because Ye Tian fears that the Martial Dynasty will discover them.
What to do then? If he, the only cheater, dies here... then it seems that Junior Sister Gu Nishang can also do all of this, after all, she is a genius with the Divine Realm.
Of course, these things are important, but not as important as life itself. The most important thing is that Ye Tian hasn't lived enough yet.
Of course, no one wants to die if they haven't lived enough. Everyone in this world who hasn't lived enough resists death, because death often represents regret.
So Ye Tian didn't intend to die; he wriggled. This word, often associated with maggots, was now truly fitting to describe Ye Tian. Because he used his Sky-Stepping Earth-Treading Boots to move a tiny distance in the air, skillfully avoiding the white light.
And so, he missed the moment closest to death. Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief, then cautiously looked at Gu Shi, who was still standing there. This was only his first move.
Ye Tian was already in a very bad situation, so how sharp would his next move be?
Gu Shi remained silent, but his actions proved Ye Tian's suspicions true. Ye Tian had never imagined he would be slapped by a whisk.
The tumble in the air made Ye Tian spin several times before he was slammed to the ground. The shattered bones and the blood in his mouth made him look rather disheveled.
Gu Shi didn't waste any words. His pale face now looked even more sickly, and his limp hands were trembling slightly, a clear indication of just how weak he was. So he wrote the first stroke, a character that looked like a scribble. It slowly enlarged in the air, gradually solidifying.
This writing, strictly speaking, might not even qualify as writing; it was a symbol. The character * was missing half, leaving only a twisted, glowing symbol. It charged towards Ye Tian, but in that brief instant, Ye Tian understood—this was the true killing move!
This single symbol possessed an aura far more powerful than the tens of millions of talismans he had just created. After writing this symbol, Gu Shi's forehead and neck were drenched in sweat. The sweat soaked through his entire body, making him appear strained, exhausted, and in immense pain.
Gu Shi gasped for breath; he was in pain.
Ye Tian is facing despair. Under this incomplete yet extremely powerful * character, Ye Tian must find a way to resist, otherwise he will die directly, definitely, and without any hesitation.
Unlike the previous wriggling, this time Ye Tian actually moved. He took a step forward, and in that instant, he drew his sword.
This was his strongest technique. In the span of a single breath, Ye Tian slashed two thousand times at the symbol in the sky, using pure physical strength to strike the symbol one strike at a time, causing it to shatter inch by inch.
Despite this, Ye Tian was still pierced through. A bloody hole the size of a finger appeared on his shoulder, formed by light that had solidified after the parts of his shoulder had shattered, piercing straight through Ye Tian's shoulder.
Ye Tian groaned and then ignored his injuries. Although his right shoulder was pierced and his right arm was unusable, he still had his left arm. At this level of cultivation, there was no difference between the left and right arms.
So he picked up the sword with his left arm and slashed fiercely at Gu Shi, even though Gu Shi was drenched in sweat, his face and body soaked with sweat.
But when Ye Tian's sword slashed down at him, he discovered how resilient this person was. The longsword gleamed and clanged, stopping abruptly not far from him, unable to cut even an inch further.
Gu Shi was panting, breathing slowly. He was recovering his spiritual energy because his sea of consciousness was half the size of a normal Golden Immortal.
Therefore, his spiritual energy was no longer sufficient to attack Ye Tian, so he had to stop breathing. Pale and sickly-looking Gu Shi stood there blankly, sweating profusely and panting heavily.
This seemed to be Ye Tian's best opportunity. If he could kill him with his sword now, he would naturally have no chance to attack him.
But Ye Tian's sword couldn't even break through his defenses, so how could it kill him? And what gave it the right to kill him?
Without thinking much, Ye Tian slashed with his sword.
Chop or hack.
It's useless.
Then stab.
It still didn't work. If it didn't work the first time, then try it the second time.
Three times, four times...a thousand times.
Two thousand times.
Ye Tian's left arm felt somewhat tired. Gu Shi's body seemed to be surrounded by something, and no matter what he did, he couldn't break through this defense, nor could he shatter this strange spiritual energy.
But he slowly closed the distance to within an inch, and that inch was the key to hope. Ye Tian saw hope.
He was confident that once he broke through this spiritual energy defense and made contact with Gu Shi's true form, he only needed one sword strike. One sword strike was enough for him to kill Gu Shi.
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