Cloud Tread Rooftop, the fierce Five Elements Transmutation has finally come to an end. The mountain rocks, the raging flame, and the howling sandstorm… which were created by Daoist Master Zhifeng, faded away. Warm sunlight and a thin layer of cloud finally returned to the Spirit Sword Peak.
“I’ve lost.”
After a long silence, Daoist Master Zhifeng finally said those words in a low voice. At this time, his face was as pale as paper, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth towards his gown.
No matter how unwilling he was, he knew he had lost this duel; being stubborn and refusing to admit it would not make any sense, but instead, it would completely throw away his and Shengjing Sect’s face… With a little rationality left in him, Daoist Master Zhifeng finally didn’t choose the frenzied suicide choice.
“A bet’s a bet. Since I’ve lost, I’ve lost everything that I gambled away… In the future, if there’s a chance, I will come here and offer my apology!”
