Zhao Yuanjia didn’t dare to stay for another moment and fled from Liu Wuxie’s room, disappearing into the night.0

The entire room was in a mess when the lamp was lit up in Liu Wuxie’s room.0

That was close. I managed to scare him away! Liu Wuxie thought to himself. His spiritual array was teetering on the brink of collapse after containing Zhao Yuanjia for an extended period. If the conflict had persisted, Zhao Yuanjia could have shattered the spiritual array and ended Liu Wuxie’s life.0

Liu Wuxie had only inflicted minor injuries on Zhao Yuanjia, relying on the spiritual array, and none of the injuries posed a threat to his life. The latter was a low-level Marrow Cleansing Realm cultivator. The fact that he could accomplish this was heaven-defying enough. He deactivated the spiritual array, confident that he wouldn’t be disturbed that night, and returned to his bed to absorb spiritual energy.1

As the morning sunlight filtered through the window, Liu Wuxie ceased his cultivation and rose from his bed. He exuded a potent aura, akin to a sheathed blade, that permeated the entire courtyard. Anyone who dared to approach...0