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Chapter 553

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He had no grudge against Luo Fu; it was just a sparring match, and he got carried away.

Sparring got carried away, and in the end, he died at his opponent's hands.

Dying this way was nothing but a joke.

Too bad, in the current situation, Xingtian's resentment was useless.

Shhh!

A sharp flash darted through Xingtian's eyes; the axe-light struck directly against his skull.

The expected bloody scene did not appear.

When the axe-light touched Xingtian's skull, it did not split his head open—it simply vanished into his skull.

Struck by the axe-light, Xingtian lost consciousness instantly.

The battle aura on his body began to fade, and he collapsed backward uncontrollably.

Thud!

His ten-thousand-zhang body shrank continuously; in moments, Xingtian's form returned to normal human size, and he lay stiffly on the ground.

"Ah…"

A soft sigh sounded again; an invisible force suddenly emerged and entered Xingtian's body.

After checking him over and confirming he was unharmed, the soft voice spoke again:

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your restraint and for the gift to Xingtian. Please come in for a chat."

Xingtian could not possibly be harmed—Luo Fu had come to the Six Paths of Reincarnation seeking an ally, not to make an enemy.

If he came to seek an ally, how could he possibly kill Xingtian?

Moreover, Luo Fu had already developed great admiration for Xingtian.

The axe-light that struck him had not harmed Xingtian—it had given him a boon.

The axe-light that pierced Xingtian's brain condensed Luo Fu's insight into the first of the Nine Styles of Creation: Axe Sweeping Gods and Demons.

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