Ji Jue shook his head and, in a solemn voice, told Jian Yuan, “When an avalanche comes crashing down and a flood bursts its banks, among those millions upon millions of snowflakes, perhaps one or two innocent ones will still find their way to you. From that endless torrent, do you really think not a single drop of vengeance will fall upon you?”

Just like now.

A violent explosion occurred beneath Jian Yuan’s feet as a blazing light shot into the sky. 

By comparison, the silver radiance emerging in Ji Jue’s eyes seemed so faint. There was only the faintest wisp of it, yet as it flowed, it sliced through every restraint Jian Yuan had placed upon him like a hot knife through wax, tearing through with overwhelming ease. It was utterly unstoppable!

Ji Jue completely exhausted the last trace of the Edge of Revolution that had remained within him and regained his freedom. No longer hesitating, he lunged forward! 

He’d kept reassuring himself that the situation had not yet reached its worst and that perhaps things were not as dire as they seemed. He had to be patient, hold steady, and wait for an opportunity.

But he could no longer wait. “Fuck it, I’m taking you down with me!” 

At some point, the skull left lying at Jian Yuan’s feet had started screaming furiously, completing its final translation. Within its sealed cranium, the interconnected spirit matter structure concealed beneath the Knowing Hearts blessing collapsed like a row of dominoes, triggering an irreversible chain ...