"I make no secret from you, Fellow Daoist, that I have practiced a Body Refining Technique, which makes my physical body quite resilient, and my resistance to poison stronger than that of an ordinary cultivator," Liu Su said with a flattering expression, explaining.
"So, you are a Body Cultivator. No wonder you still attempt to counterattack despite the dire situation," Yuan Ming said as he stopped three yards away from Liu Su.
"What do you mean by that, Young Master Yuan? I sincerely intend to surrender, with no second thoughts," Liu Su hurriedly responded.
"Is that so?" Yuan Ming sneered and raised his hand, pointing a finger.
A stream of azure Sword Qi shot out, aiming at Liu Su's right arm.
Yuan Ming's Divine Sense was powerful, leaving no place hidden from his sight. The muscles there appeared calm, but in reality, every muscle was tensely charged, ready to launch a fierce attack at any moment.
