Qin Chuan remained calm, showing neither surprise nor smugness, as if this were perfectly normal.
Using the same move twice against Qin Chuan would be suicidal, but it must be said that Bei Chudao's movement technique was formidable. Although he didn't dodge, he managed to make the wound very shallow.
Even so, it terrified Bei Chudao, because Qin Chuan's ability to do this was even more difficult than his own before.
After a long while, Bei Chudao raised his head to look at Qin Chuan. This young man was truly young; he didn't even consider someone his age a threat.
He had seen too many geniuses; he himself was a genius, and a genius among geniuses. Therefore, in this world, a world where the Bei Chu family held sway, he had never imagined that a young man could rival him.
But today he had encountered him. Although it was only a simple exchange, and the opponent's cultivation level was far below his own, even so, he wasn't confident of victory.
A slight dampness appeared on his back; cold sweat had unknowingly broken out. He knew very well what would happen if he couldn't kill his opponent.
Perhaps he wouldn't die today, but he would definitely die later, and even if Qin Chudao didn't kill him today, the Bei Chu family wouldn't spare him.
Because the Bei Chu family would sacrifice themselves to preserve their clan, if Qin Chuan survived today, Bei Chu Dao's branch would disappear.
His fear and cold sweat stemmed from this; he was the pride of the Bei Chu family, the backbone of this generation, yet he never expected such a day.
He was now in a dead end, a fight to the death, a dilemma with no choice but to kill the young man before him.
Qin Chuan looked at Bei Chu Dao, his brows furrowing slightly. He too was contemplating whether to kill Bei Chu Dao, or whether to have Palace Master Wu exact revenge now.
Neither of them made a move, merely watching each other, ready to strike at any moment.
Bei Chu Dao attacked again, gritting his teeth. Since there was no way out, he had to gamble. If he won, everything would remain the same; his life would remain unchanged.
But the risk was immense, with no real benefit. After all, even killing Qin Chuan wasn't something to boast about.
But now there was no other way, so he had to fight. This time, Bei Chu Dao was using all his strength, and his trump card was prepared. Given the opportunity, he would not hesitate to kill Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan had been hesitant about whether to kill Bei Chudao, but now that the opponent had made his move, he had no choice. After all, martial artists at this level all had trump cards, and waiting for the opponent to unleash them would be extremely dangerous. Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, let alone someone who was neither a lion nor a rabbit
. This was a battle with no clear winner; the outcome was uncertain.
Therefore, he could only go all out. If he could kill his opponent in one move, he wouldn't wait until he had killed him. Only by killing his opponent could he be safe. The Void Shadow! Bei Chudao's figure vanished—not vanished, but concealed, a masterful concealment that made him appear as if he had truly disappeared. Qin Chuan's Golden Divine Eyes, which had been constantly monitoring the opponent, now only showed a faint shadow in Qin Chuan's vision. Qin Chuan was secretly astonished. He had always had absolute confidence in his Golden Divine Eyes, feeling that nothing could escape its grasp. But now he realized he had underestimated the opponent. Bei Chudao's Void Shadow technique was highly refined; he could only see a shadow. If its cultivation level were higher, could it escape his Golden Divine Eye? Even now, as just a shadow, it already poses a serious threat to Qin Chuan. After all, it's like a person fighting a shadow, even a real one, and it's still very unsettling. Bei Chudao is still very confident. His Void Shadow realm is incredibly terrifying; it's an invincible trump card. Unless someone has a special treasure to counter it, they're no match for him. With this Void Shadow, whether it's killing, concealment, or escape, he's never failed. He's still confident this time. He doesn't know if Qin Chuan has special eyes, but in his opinion, it doesn't matter. He's encountered opponents with special eyes before, but they couldn't see his shadow at all. Full of confidence, he rushes towards Qin Chuan, his Demon-Slaying Sword aimed at Qin Chuan's neck. Because Qin Chuan is standing there, looking into the distance, his brows furrowed, which Bei Chudao believes Qin Chuan can't see. Qin Chuan frowned because of his earlier thoughts; he felt his Golden Divine Eye still needed improvement, otherwise it might lose its effectiveness against more powerful abilities. However, his Golden Divine Eye was already at the tenth level, and he hadn't broken through for a long time, seemingly stuck in some kind of bottleneck. But Qin Chuan felt that once he broke through, his Golden Divine Eye would enter a whole new realm. Just as he was thinking this, Bei Chudao attacked. Bei Chudao's broken Demon-Slaying Sword silently attacked Qin Chuan; even the killing intent on the sword vanished at that moment. His figure disappeared, and so did the Demon-Slaying Sword. But in Qin Chuan's eyes, the person was a shadow, and the Demon-Slaying Sword was also a shadow. Only when it was close enough could Qin Chuan sense the killing intent on the Demon-Slaying Sword. Qin Chuan didn't move, because he knew this was an opportunity. Qin Chuan remained frowning and motionless, even when the Demon-Slaying Sword was less than a foot from his neck, he still didn't move. The Demon-Slaying Sword was already at Qin Chuan's neck. Bei Chudao felt a sense of relief and breathed a slight sigh of relief, because he knew it was all over. For some reason, Bei Chudao felt a sense of emptiness. Qin Chuan's death had been too easy, but the thought of his own ability brought him relief. This was normal; with this ability, he had slain countless people far stronger than himself. Qin Chuan's realm was only half-step Quasi-Immortal, yet he had forced him to use the Void Shadow technique—that was enough to make him proud. Even in death, his life hadn't been in vain. People are prone to losing their focus when they're triumphant, and Bei Chudao was momentarily distracted. Although he was looking at his Demon-Slaying Sword, at the point that it had pierced Qin Chuan's throat, he was still lost in thought. Just as a red line appeared on Qin Chuan's neck—blood, the line from a cut in his throat— Qin Chuan slightly turned his head, and at the same moment, his hand swiftly stabbed towards Bei Chudao's throat. All of this happened in an instant, and when Bei Chudao regained his senses, his eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Qin Chuan. A flash of golden light, and Bei Chudao and Qin Chuan separated. Blood gushed from Qin Chuan's neck, but his carotid artery hadn't been damaged. Bei Chudao was indeed pierced by Qin Chuan's Dragon-Slaying Dagger, but he is now completely unharmed.