A person at the top could be defeated, but could not fear. For once the seeds of fear take root in their hearts, they would become the shackles that bind their hands and feet for a lifetime and they would no longer be able to pick up their swords in front of their opponents.
Destroying the spirit of a strong man was worse than destroying his flesh.
After saying this, Jun Wu Xie no longer looked at Nangong Lie. She swept her gaze away and landed on to those elders of the Nine Temples who were meekly standing to one side quivering in fear without daring to even utter a single sound out. Her cold gaze looked over but no one dared to meet her gaze. The elders all lowered their heads timidly, portraying a humble posture.
