To gauge the true strength of Plain-Skirt Destiny was simple—make her perform a second move.0

She had always used just one strike to kill, so no one knew her true power or her limits. However, what if someone managed to make her perform a second move?0

Qiu Baiyi had gathered many extraordinary allies to test her. Despite their strength, none managed to force her to use a second sword.0

He could only test her by himself. He understood this was his only chance. So, without hesitation, he ignited both his fleshly body and soul. 0

As his fleshly body and soul burned, his aura surged crazily.0

At the moment, he was the strongest he had ever been.0

The iron sword in his hand hummed fiercely, and it felt as if it could tear the heavens apart. Across from him, Plain-Skirt Destiny watched with cold, indifferent eyes.0

Without wasting a second, Qiu Baiyi vanished into thin air.0

Shwing!0

A flash of sword light streaked through the air, aimed directly at Plain-Skirt Destiny. It was his strongest...0