Convinced!

The assassins there were all in the top range of the assassins in the world, and they knew the most about the art of killing in the world. Ning Biluo’s sword strike contained all his power, and it was indeed a murderous strike. Boundless Saint was even cut in the vitals, so it was impossible for him to survive!

Why was he still standing and breathing?

He didn’t die, and instead he could even talk that much. He said, "Why? Why am I not dead? Ning Biluo, was it really the most powerful attack in your life? I am sure it was… but…"

Ning Biluo coldly spoke, "You and me, we have deep hatred. I would never hold back on that! That was the best I could do!"

Boundless Saint was still standing, and the blood was still bursting out. He should have lost ten percent of the blood in his body now. Why was he still standing there? And he looked still energetic as ever?

Was it a momentary recovery of consciousness before death?

Not really!