บท 347: Cannot

Ryu felt power coursing through every fiber of his being. Before, his strength was mostly reliant on the Chaotic Qi that ran through his meridians. Its strength was so far above that of other qis that Ryu was directly able to compete with quantity with his quality.

However, now, Ryu's strength didn't originate from his own meridians any longer. Now, he suddenly felt as though the qi that swam freely in the skies was under his complete control.

"You…"

Ryu's glaive sliced upward. Before what remained of his words could finish, Host Minn found a diagonal slice running through his body.

His figure tore apart at his right shoulder first, his flesh and blood falling along a line toward his left hip.

What remained of his upper half hovered in the air for a moment, his stunned visage looking down toward the inner organs hanging loosely. He couldn't believe for a moment that this was in fact himself.

He had died…? He died to a Divine Vessel Realm boy…?