"Is he dead?"
"Is there any doubt? After taking a hit from our Valley Master's powerful attack, that brat is as good as dead!"
"Exactly! It's a blessing he earned over eight lifetimes to die at our Valley Master's hands!"
After a brief silence, the Xuanyue Valley disciples began to buzz with discussion. In their eyes, Long Chen was undoubtedly dead, with no chance of survival.
Even Yue Wuhen's lips curled up slightly. He, too, believed that Long Chen was now just a corpse after that last strike. With a casual wave of his hand, he dispersed the thick dust filling the air.
But the scene that followed left everyone present stunned.
Contrary to their expectations, Long Chen hadn't died on the spot. Instead, through sheer force of will, he struggled to climb out of the deep pit.
Using his Blackwind Sword for support, he slowly stood up. His voice remained as icy as ever as he said, "You're all celebrating a bit too early."
"I haven't fallen yet!"
"What?!"
