Meanwhile, back on the battlefield...
The Blood Sovereign stared at Liam. He had watched countless geniuses rise and fall over the ages, and he had personally witnessed more than one Dao Emperor attempt this very breakthrough.
Some had prepared for hundreds of thousands of years only to fail at the final step. Others had succeeded, but even the shortest breakthrough he had ever witnessed had required years of preparation and months of seclusion while the cultivator's soul underwent its final transformation.
The thing in front of him had done it while fighting.
How powerful!
His crimson eyes narrowed, and then a smile formed on his face. This was exactly what he wanted.
"A Soulweaver, huh... I have been wanting to fight one for a long time now. Come. Don't disappoint me."
