Li Xiaoqiang's Charm Luck Sword transformed into a streak of afterimage, slashing towards the opponent, and immediately, a scream rang out in the distance. A streak of blood light tore through the sky, and then, on the pristine snowfield, a tragically beautiful splotch of blood was left behind.
After seeing that his adversary had been killed, Li Xiaoqiang felt his head spin and with a loud crash, his body fell backwards.
He lay there on the ground, having fainted away.
Li Xiaoqiang felt so exhausted he could no longer cope, and his consciousness drifted into an utterly dark space. Here, he floated away, endlessly adrift in the void.
Not knowing how much time had passed, Li Xiaoqiang felt a stinging in his eyes, coupled with a rich aroma lingering at the tip of his nose.
Li Xiaoqiang's eyelids twitched and he opened his eyes. As he did, a harsh light forced him to squint in discomfort, and he shut his eyes again.
