“Struggle all you want,” Hao Liantu snarled. “A minor breakthrough means nothing. In front of me, you’re still trash.”0

Hao Liantu was furious, as he hadn’t expected Chen Fan to borrow his strength to break through his cultivation barrier and advance to the eighth level. This was a blatant slap to his face.0

Unfortunately, there was no time to dwell on it. Hao Liantu struck again. Blades poured from the sky like a catastrophic rainstorm, converging into a roaring tempest. Shockwaves detonated one after another, thunderous and violent, as if the heavens themselves were collapsing.0

He moved extremely quickly, and the blades fell even faster. In a single breath, hundreds—no, thousands—of saber lights descended, intent on reducing Chen...0