Just as his fingertips were about to touch Qi Yun's palm, at the very instant his guard was down and his guilt was at its peak!
A cool, fair hand suddenly landed on his left shoulder.
The touch was cool, yet it felt like Ten Thousand Years Profound Ice, instantly piercing through his flesh and striking directly at his Purple Mansion Divine Soul!
GONG—!!!
It was as if a great bell had been violently struck inside Black Mountain Master's mind!
All his surging feelings of guilt, regret, and the weak desire for peace scattered like smoke in a gale, disintegrating in an instant!
In their place, a shocked fury instantly restored his clarity.
He snapped his head up, the dazed look of guilt in his eyes vanishing without a trace.
Only the blazing fire of shocked fury remained, fixed in a deathly glare at the nearby Qi Yun!
As for Qi Yun, the gentle and sincere expression on his face was now completely gone.
