A path to death.
There's no better way to describe it.
Even a heavily injured one from the Seven Level, a Five Level in front of him was like an antelope battling a tiger.
Just as Meng Chuyuan never took the young girl seriously, the old man also couldn't understand how she dared to stand in his way.
Someone who had set foot in the Five Level less than five months prior.
But Li Piaoqing just kept walking forward, her sword dragging on the ground, as if she had lost even the strength to lift it.
Standing on the wall of the alley, watching the conclusion of defeat, her body was icy cold, as if she had fallen into an abyss, everything was rapidly drifting away... until she realized she was holding a sword, only then did she find out that the fight wasn't over.
With what gaze do you look at the blood of this night?
This is a battle of Tianshan, Cui Yu is just a pawn.
This is Cui Yu's battle, Tianshan is her sword at hand.