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　　TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　Fang Shui'er escaped toward the outskirts of the city with Shao Xian as soon as the battle started. As she felt the soul-binding spell cast on her fade away gradually, she looked back, confused. 'Am I not supposed to die if this spell goes away? What happened Li Yiming?'

　　Fang Shui'er's heart trembled with fear as she remembered the full extent of the sages' powers when they took off to seek their destinies above the clouds. After looking at the unconscious Shao Xian, she somehow had a feeling that she was not going to regret her decision of saving her life.

　　"What?" Fang Shui'er froze right as she was about to enter a building nearby to rest. 'The soul-binding seal… It's back! And even more powerful than before?! I thought Li Yiming was dead…'

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　　"Fate has it that I won't perish here today! Answer me, Li Yiming, how did you manage to survive until now with your utter stupidity? Did you truly believe I would be willing to help you?" Mr. Xie waved and more luminous glyphs flew into the watch above Li Yiming's head.

　　"I'll kill you!" Li Yiming was enraged.

　　"Kill me? Can you?' Mr. Xie let out a loud laugh.

　　"Your were previously a sage. What about before that? Were you a sage still?" Mr. Xie licked his lips and the clock above Li Yiming began spinning furiously, draining all of Li Yiming's power away.

　　Li Yiming spat out a mouthful of blood as he wondered about his naive decision of betting it all on Mr. Xie to rescue Liu Meng once again. If he had to sacrifice his own life to save his loved one, then so be it. However, he felt so powerless in his current state, he could not protect anyone dear to him.

　　Li Yiming had more than enough experience to understand that this domain had not been created for the sole purpose of killing him. He was at most a p.a.w.n in the grand scheme of things, and there was something much bigger going on.

　　However, as the golden watch above him continued to spin, more and more of his life force began to fade away.

　　"Why are there still sages fighting after Li Yiming's death? Are Wu Yun and Yun Yiyuan fighting each other?" Sai Gao looked up from the city sewers.

　　Crack!

　　Fissures began to appear on Li Yiming's skin, as if he was a gla.s.s panel put under too much pressure.