"Next time, you won't be so lucky," the Arriver said calmly, intercepting Zheng Yichen, ignoring the hole that had pierced through his chest. He remained as such; if this Boundary Breaker and his adaptability to power were just a bit more developed, he wouldn't have ended so 'miserably.'
The cost of obstructing Zheng Yichen was severe.
"I'll be waiting," Zheng Yichen rotated his long spear, and the bursting wind shredded the Arriver in front of him, who could already be considered a corpse. His blood had been drained, and only a force was maintaining his condition that allowed him to speak.
As the Arriver in front of him was torn apart, he saw streaks of light rising in the distance. This was also the first time Zheng Yichen had witnessed the retreat of the Boundary Breakers.
