He lost.
It was a feeling Lin Hui hadn't experienced in a very, very long time.
Ever since connecting with the Wind Calamity, he had hardly ever known defeat. The power of the Wind Calamity was overwhelming to the creatures within the world. Almost no one could face him head-on.
So all he needed was pure, brute force.
But things were different now. They were both Fusionists of the Source Calamity, on the same level of power. The true deciding factors of victory and defeat had become all sorts of other things.
Feeling the hand on his back withdraw, Lin Hui remained suspended within the Wind Calamity, motionless for a long time.
After a while, he finally looked at his master, Qimei, who was also waiting for him.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master."
In fact, only at this very moment did he truly feel that Qimei was acting like a real master. It was as if he were a genuine disciple of the Jiuxiao Sect, truly receiving Qimei's instruction.
