Naturally, the monarch of stars wasn't going to give up just yet. He began to spin his compass. The compass opened up, and the black orb dropped into its very middle. The monarch of stars grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out. The golden blade turned a dark red, and blood-colored flames seemed to blaze over it.

This was a far stronger weapon than the monarch of stars had used to date. The scarlet tint in the sky grew even stronger.

Through the lens of his dragon's pupils, Zhang Lie could see countless wailing souls smeared over the blade. These souls were what lent the blade strength; they were fuel for the flames burning over it.

With his sword in hand, the monarch of stars chased after the moonlight wyrm. 

Perhaps because he had sensed something, or perhaps out of luck, the monarch of stars had brought out a weapon that was particularly effective against it. The flames on his blade which could burn spiritual matter was particularly effective against the half-spiritual moonlight wyrm.

"I'm your opponent!...