"What a strong-willed young man," the voice behind him said. "I remember you're not even twenty yet?"
The voice was so close it almost touched the back of his neck. Jiang Wang could even feel the terror of his hair being blown by the speaker's breath!
But...
Clang!
He abruptly turned around, Longing unsheathing with a resounding clang—
He responded with nothing but a single sword strike!
A left stroke and a right draw—this was the "Human-Symbol Sword"!
In the split second of turning around, he "saw" the mighty hunter pursuing him—
Only a humanoid silhouette was visible. Features, physique, clothing—all concealed within the void. Even the silhouette itself seemed merely a manifestation of terrifying power, etched into the air.
He looked at his opponent, yet could not see his opponent!
Then—clang!
A slender finger's outline flicked forward, landing squarely on Longing's blade.
