Yutang’s New Policy

Then, a splash of blood spluttered in the air.

It was during this moment that Ximen Huanyu felt as if he had been struck by lightning. All his energy seeped away from him, his consciousness telling him that he had no more control over his withering body. He slid thirty feet across the air from the momentum before falling down with a swoosh.

As he fell, Ximen Huanyu twitched as he made an effort to lift his head up and look towards the back, muttering, "Who killed me? Who?"

Reflected in his eyes was a purple-robed youth illuminated by the setting sun, making him glow with dazzling radiance. Ximen Huanyu tried to look with a squint, but the rays of the sun were blinding. He, whose life was burning away like the last flicker of a candle, could only feel himself growing lighter as if melting from the sunlight.

As for the purple silhouette of the youth, he seemed to be carrying the sun on his back as he looked even larger in the shadows, brilliant and ablaze with fire.