Chapter: 1960
Only the Reaper could have been so daring to challenge him, someone who is one of the Eight Constellations.
Zhao Jakyung felt his nerves tighten.
If his opponent was indeed the Reaper, then he was definitely in the worst possible situation.
He shouldn�t have allowed a skilled assassin who had reached such a level to hide. He should have dealt with him before he could disappear.�
This moment wasn�t his time.
It belonged to the assassin, Pyo-wol.
Zhao Jakyung was exposed in the open, while the assassin, Pyo-wol, was hiding somewhere within the flames.
It was an overwhelmingly advantageous environment for Pyo-wol.
But Zhao Jakyung believed in himself.
He believed in his own senses.
And in the spear techniques he had trained throughout his life.
He prepared himself for Pyo-wol�s ambush while maintaining the Fire Dragon: Spear Aura.�
It was a battle of patience and endurance.
But, no matter how deep Zhao Jakyung�s internal energy was, it was not infinite.�
For the time being, he could maintain the Flame Dragon Spear Formation to a certain extent, but he couldn�t sustain it indefinitely.
Zhao Jakyung closed his eyes, keeping the Fire Dragon: Spear Aura active.�
As his vision was blocked, his other senses became more heightened.
�Where are you? Where are you hiding?�
The world was never completely silent.�
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
Wood was burning in the flames.
The inferno he created was ironically disrupting his senses. Nevertheless, Zhao Jakyung persisted in trying to sense Pyo-wol.�
Soon enough, he was able to catch signs that hinted at Pyo-wol�s presence.
Thump! Thump!
A subtle sound was echoing at regular intervals.
The sound was so faint that even Zhao Jakyung would never be able to detect it had he not had his senses heightened to the fullest.�
The corners of Zhao Jakyung�s mouth curved upwards.
�The sound of a beating heart. You may have concealed everything, but you couldn�t hide the sound of your heart pounding.�
Zhao Jakyung�s blade-like gaze traveled to where the sound of a heart beating could be heard.
It was a deliberate attempt to pressure his opponent. JrNovels.com
Zhao Jakyung felt his nerves tighten.
If his opponent was indeed the Reaper, then he was definitely in the worst possible situation.
He shouldn�t have allowed a skilled assassin who had reached such a level to hide. He should have dealt with him before he could disappear.�
This moment wasn�t his time.
It belonged to the assassin, Pyo-wol.
Zhao Jakyung was exposed in the open, while the assassin, Pyo-wol, was hiding somewhere within the flames.
It was an overwhelmingly advantageous environment for Pyo-wol.
But Zhao Jakyung believed in himself.
He believed in his own senses.
And in the spear techniques he had trained throughout his life.
He prepared himself for Pyo-wol�s ambush while maintaining the Fire Dragon: Spear Aura.�
It was a battle of patience and endurance.
But, no matter how deep Zhao Jakyung�s internal energy was, it was not infinite.�
For the time being, he could maintain the Flame Dragon Spear Formation to a certain extent, but he couldn�t sustain it indefinitely.
Zhao Jakyung closed his eyes, keeping the Fire Dragon: Spear Aura active.�
As his vision was blocked, his other senses became more heightened.
�Where are you? Where are you hiding?�
The world was never completely silent.�
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
Wood was burning in the flames.
The inferno he created was ironically disrupting his senses. Nevertheless, Zhao Jakyung persisted in trying to sense Pyo-wol.�
Soon enough, he was able to catch signs that hinted at Pyo-wol�s presence.
Thump! Thump!
A subtle sound was echoing at regular intervals.
The sound was so faint that even Zhao Jakyung would never be able to detect it had he not had his senses heightened to the fullest.�
The corners of Zhao Jakyung�s mouth curved upwards.
�The sound of a beating heart. You may have concealed everything, but you couldn�t hide the sound of your heart pounding.�
Zhao Jakyung�s blade-like gaze traveled to where the sound of a heart beating could be heard.
It was a deliberate attempt to pressure his opponent. JrNovels.com
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