C373 Truth of Mirror World

Xuanyuan Kong's eyes were shut tight, bracing for Luo Ke to deliver the final blow with his sword. His mind was devoid of nostalgia; his life had been a tapestry of pain and sorrow, with little worth reminiscing over.

Time dragged on, yet no rush of wind or the sound of the Welkin Sword cleaving through flesh and bone came. It seemed the expected strike never landed.

With a flicker of confusion