Tianming stood before Qitian Muyue with the greatsword of black and gold. She was still on the ground and pushed herself up, her hair flowing around her. Her legs were completely paralyzed from fear as she blankly looked up at him.0

"You can start praying now. If this works, you'll be spared," Tianming said. He didn't even give her a chance to refuse and thrust the sword into her abdomen! Her body wasn't that tough, compared to specters and lifebound beasts, so the sword easily went through.0

"Ugh...." She winced in pain and her body curled up. She hugged the sword, glaring at Tianming as her body shook nonstop. Tianming used...0