But the speed at which the violent energy inside is ravaging is still very fast. While swallowing the blood clotted in my mouth, I respond calmly.
"..., Right, this sword indeed has some fame, truly the Sword Authority. The Saint managed to withstand my attack, this level of ability is truly extraordinary, probably your core preparation for the next step."
The golden mask seems indifferent to the destruction outside, but upon speaking, it shows a hint of interest.
"Originally, I didn't expect any benefits from this action, but now it seems that even Heaven is on my side."
"Humph, if you want it, come and get it..."
Even if one strike almost shattered it, 'Ming River' remains defiant.
There is no hint of submission in its tone, nor any intention to retreat.
The words spoken made several Saints feel enraged.
Then the fragmented Dharma Aspect a thousand meters high suddenly shattered, recondensing in the void into an enormous sword shadow, lunging heavily at the golden mask.
