Nightking Zhenwu grinned There was still some blood between his teeth, and he looked incredibly sinister. “Lu Yin, did you really believe that you had won? Or that you would definitely be victorious? You must have been the one who brought Leon’s Armada here. Hahaha! Did you really think that you could beat me, Nightking Zhenwu? Let me tell you now—it’s impossible! Let alone just you, there is nobody who can defeat me! I’m the leader of the Ten Arbiters, and I’ve received the mandate of heaven!”

He raised his hand and released another triple-fletched arrow. 

Anyone from the Innerverse who witnessed this felt frightened. Just exactly what was Nightking Zhenwu’s innate gift? How had he completely recovered? No one could endure Lu Yin’s attacks from before, but the Nightking had fully recovered in such a short period of time; just what sort of innate gift was this?

The leaders of the guiding powers were also overwhelmed. They had not paid too much attention to these Ten Arbiters juniors before, and the Wen family patriarch looked shocked. “This kid will definitely shock the Neoverse in the future, as very few in his generation can be his match.” 

Within the Sword Sect, Liu Qianjue sighed. “What a terrifying and unknown innate gift. On top of that, he was even able to comprehend Skybreaker, and he seems to have had a destined encounter that allowed him to obtain an unrivaled arrow technique. This kid had indeed received the mandate of the heavens. It would be far, far too...