"Even at the Sixth Rank Peak, taking that strike of mine means he's either dead or very close to it."
Qin Zhentian sneered, completely confident in his own attack.
He had left a sliver of his split soul inside Qin Junlin, originally intended to keep him under control. That split soul lay dormant in Qin Junlin's sea of consciousness, meaning Qin Junlin's life was entirely in his hands whenever he chose to take it.
Chapter 407