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But Pei Ye's brows and eyes showed no panic, and Yi Nandai truly didn't manage to break through this Sword Intent again.
The [Snow Night Falling Soul Shock]was fully executed, and the man's normally cool face turned pale in an instant, as the sword intent pierced him deeply.
Snow cascaded from the ice sky, the view filled with mist, where should it go, and to whom should it return?
The path that led here and the road ahead were both shrouded in a veil of snow and fog, with nothing to be done but to fall into the abyss unstoppable, not knowing what to do nor being able to do anything.
The man possessed flames powerful enough to burn through the deepest state of hopeless despair, yet his heart was firmly shrouded by the question, "What are you going to do?"
When he recovered from that sword strike, his facial expression hadn't changed much, but some paleness still lingered on his face.
