What is that.
The thought that the Heavenly Venerable recalls as soon as he sees it.
What on earth is it?
Whoosh–!
The entire body is wrapped in flames and burning.
The appearance madly burning with blue flames gives a subtle something feeling.
What on earth is that.
Crunch-!
“!”
The figure’s arm moves.
Seeing that, the Heavenly Venerable grips his sword.
‘This….’
Extreme vigilance rising, the moment he realizes this, the Heavenly Venerable’s face crumples greatly.
The reason is nothing else.
He himself is being vigilant.
Toward that unknown something. Himself.
Grip-!
Energy surges from the gripped sword and his body.
His pupils move. The gaze’s position is the spot where the guy was lying just now.
‘It’s gone.’
He clearly stabbed the heart. He remembers the clear sensation.
A fatal blow that should have been instant death. A wound that a human absolutely couldn’t survive.
‘… What happened?’
Not even the spilled blood. Not even the trace from collapsing.
Nothing remains at all.
How can it be so clean?
Whoosh-!
The Heavenly Venerable turns his head at the flames rising slightly.
The more he looks, the more doubts arise. How on earth is that alive?
No, to begin with.
‘Is that really that kid?’
Is the young man he killed really…