บท 886: Severing a Finger

Shangguan Hong backed off one step after another, but no matter how careful he was, the snow beneath his feet still squeaked. His eyes remained fixed on the Dragon King's back until it became a gray patch in the air and finally merged into the darkness in the room.

Shangguan Hong eventually began to suspect that the Dragon King had been gone for long, and that gray patch was merely a residual image.

He was wrong. That gray patch sudden flickered. It vanished and reappeared, and this process repeated itself three time. Each time it did so, it seemed to be accompanied by a vibrating sound of weapons ripping through the air.

He knew that the Dragon King's sabersmanship was superb, but he couldn't conceptualize how it was superb. This was the first time that he had not only faintly seen the Dragon King's saber attacks but also slightly comprehended its secret. But unexpectedly, he only ended up more confused.