It was hard to say if the old man put on a show of brave strength intentionally, aware of the boy watching from below, or if he was displaying his considerable prowess in the Sky Tower.
Regardless, he was now brimming with vibrant energy.
When he had been powerful, he hadn't felt much different from normal people. But now, after being paralyzed for eighteen years, he had made a comeback, even reaching unprecedented heights. He had leapt from the abyss to the peak, finally experiencing the exhilarating feeling.
Pei Ye drew his sword and hurled it into the sky. The old man hooked his finger, and the sword floated into his hand.
The Black Cat jumped onto his shoulder and cried, "Don't fight him. Run to the city. Once you meet the reinforcements from Shengjing, you will be fine!"
Yue Muzhou glanced at it, "Isn't it the same if I kill him?"