The middle-aged man nodded enthusiastically, “I’ve finished talking, I’ve finished talking. Can you let me go now?”
David didn’t answer.
He simply raised the Dragon Slayer Sword once again.
“You didn’t keep your promise!” The middle-aged man backed away in fear, but behind him was the stone wall of the passage, and he had nowhere to go.
When did I say I would let you go?
David’s voice sounded calm and scary. “I just said, ‘I will give you a quick and painless death.’ I really said it.”
Strands of purple light shot out from the tip of the sword, silent and as fast as lightning.
The middle-aged man tried to dodge, but the beam of light was too fast. Before his body could react, the beam of light had penetrated his forehead.
His body stiffened for a moment, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but no words came out.
Golden blood slowly flowed from the wound on his forehead, dripping down his nose and cheeks.
His body slowly fell backwards, hitting the ice with a dull thud.
The golden stick slipped from his hand, crunching and rolling far away. The Light Stone at the top of the scepter dimmed and lost its luster, no longer emitting holy light.
David sheathed the Dragon Slayer Sword and turned to face Su Yuqi and Jiang Xuelan.
His body was covered in golden blood, and his purple robe was stained with spots, but his expression remained calm, as if he had just returned from a stroll outside, even though he had just finished off more than a dozen Golden Immortal cultivators.
The passage was silent, except for the faint sound of ice crystals cracking and the whistling of the wind blowing through the cracks.
Su Yuqi leaned against the ice door, her dark red eyes looking at David with a look filled with surprise.
He witnessed the entire process of David eliminating the cultivators from the Hall of Light.
From the first sword attack that neutralized the “Holy Light – Extinction,” to the sword attack that claimed the lives of the Bright Hall cultivators one by one, to the final attack that pierced the middle-aged man’s forehead with a thread of purple light.
Every sword slash was clean and fast, without unnecessary movements or hesitation.
It wasn’t the kind of swordsmanship that an eighth level true immortal cultivator should have.
It was a deadly sword technique honed through countless life-and-death battles and amidst piles of corpses and seas of blood.
Su Yuqi suddenly felt a little relieved that David didn’t touch her.
If David had attacked him just now, he would probably have been in the same situation as the cultivators from the Hall of Light, lying on the ground like a cold corpse.
“You” Su Yuqi started, her voice a little hoarse, “Who exactly are you?”
David turned to look at her, complex emotions flashing in his purple eyes.
“I’m David.”
His voice was very gentle, as if he was answering a very simple question, “Someone you once knew.”
Su Yuqi was silent for a moment.
There must be a past between her and this David that she doesn’t know about.
“I have amnesia.”
Su Yuqi said, “Apart from the scene of our first meeting on Fourteenth Heaven, I don’t remember anything else. So what you told me about the past is like a story that happened to someone else to me.”
David was silent for a long time.
A glimmer of sadness flashed through his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
“It’s okay,” he said calmly. “Regardless of whether you remember or not, you are still yourself.”
Su Yuqi looked at him, complex emotions radiating from her dark red eyes.
He didn’t know how to respond to that.
“You’re hurt,” David said suddenly, his gaze fixed on the wound on her shoulder. “This wound needs to be treated.”
He took out a healing pill from his storage ring and handed it to Su Yuqi.
Su Yuqi took the pill, hesitated for a moment, then put it into her mouth.
As soon as the pill entered his stomach, warm energy flowed from his dantian, stabilizing his injury and causing the wound on his shoulder to begin to slowly heal.
“Thank you,” he said quietly.
David shook his head and turned to walk towards Jiang Xuelan.
Jiang Xuelan stood beside the ice gate, her long white dress covered in ice chips and dust. His face was slightly pale, but the light in his eyes remained steadfast.
“Did you hear everything?” David asked.
Jiang Xuelan nodded.
“The Heart of the Cold Abyss is the key to opening the main altar of the Ice God Palace on the Twentieth Heaven, where the entire legacy of the Ice God Ancestor is sealed.”
Her voice trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of excitement, “If this is true, then the bloodline of the Ice God”
“Whether it’s true or not, we’ll find out once we enter.” David turned to look at the giant ice gate. “Come on in.”
Jiang Xuelan took a deep breath, walked to the ice door, and placed her hand on it.
With his Ice God bloodline fully active, ice-blue light burst out from his palm, resonating with the six-petal snowflake rune on the ice gate.
FAQ Novel
Q: What is the significance of the Heart of the Frozen Abyss?
A: It is a precious treasure of the Ice God bloodline and the key to unlocking the Ice God Palace’s main altar in the twentieth heaven, sealing the Ice God Ancestor’s complete inheritance.
Q: How does David respond to the middle-aged man’s attempt to negotiate?
A: David laughs coldly and gives the man two grim choices: speak and die quickly, or remain silent and suffer a prolonged, painful death by the Flames of Chaos.
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