Cultivation, weapon, even control over profound energy. Sha Xing was superior to Pan Buwang in terms of everything. As if that wasn’t enough, he was also in a state of fury. As a result, he was able to suppress Pan Buwang in one strike. This… was the outcome everyone expected. There was nothing out of the ordinary whatsoever.0

Before Wild Fang’s power was spent, Sha Xing’s sword style suddenly underwent a change. The azure wolf's shadow let out a mournful howl with eyes that shone like a heavenly star, and a pressure that threatened to break open the heaven itself… It was none other than the Heavenly Wolf Third Sword Style, “Heavenly Star Lamentation”!0

This sword style descended like a meteor that would set civilization back a couple of millennia. He was fully confident that this one attack would drive Pan Buwang into a corner and kill off any chance for him to make a comeback, leaving naught but defiant, useless struggles.0

In fact, that seemed to be the case. Pan Buwang was pressured to the point where his posture was slightly off balance. When he raised his arm seemingly to block the attack, his movement looked strained and slow. Rather than a counterattack, it looked more like a person’s instinctive reaction toward encroaching danger.0

Then, the arm that seemed to have been raised in futility suddenly unleashed a burst of dark profound energy. Although it lasted only an instant, the dark profound light was unbelievably pure and dark. It engulfed most of the light that existed in the space they were fighting in immediately.0

“...” The Abyssal Monarch, who had been watching the battle with casual ease so far—not interfering or commenting to the point where he felt like a foreign spectator—reacted for the first time. Specifically, a tiny flash had appeared in his eyes before it disappeared like it never happened.2

When the...0