An Opinion from the Thousand-Person Ruler

Jing Yuan shivered violently.

However, this was not the time to be thinking about such things.

He had anticipated that Cheng Lingshuang would be fierce, but he hadn't anticipated that she would be this fierce.

Yet in Jing Yuan's view, this state shouldn't be able to last...

"Hahaha! Come again, let me see just how long you can hold out!"

Sword qi poured forth like terrifying, monstrous waves, peeling, decapitating, and then slowly slicing Phantylia to pieces. Then, before she could recover, amidst her wails, she was subjected to an even stronger and fiercer barrage of sword qi.

"Ah! Cheng Lingshuang! Cheng Lingshuang!!!"

It shouldn't be able to last... or so he thought?

Jing Yuan blinked in bewilderment.

Anyway, he should just keep outputting for now; he needed to beat Phantylia until she could no longer maintain a human form, and only then could they find an opening for the Divine Monarch to finish her off with a single strike.

Bang--

The magnificent and unrestrained sword qi once again cleaved the ocean, and nearly completely sliced Phantylia's body in two.

"Ah!"

Amidst the Great Extinguisher's wails, Cheng Lingshuang was smiling.

Never mind what the people beside her were thinking; Cheng Lingshuang was extremely happy right now.

Isolated within the local network of Anqi Network, she had merged with the sole one who attained the Dao after experiencing tens of thousands of deaths. The insights from the experiment, the even further-reaching sword dao—she could see them now.

"It's instinct! It's instinct! Hahaha!"

Cheng Lingshuang let out a laugh that made both Blade and Jing Yuan's hearts tremble. Terrifying sword qi surged continuously, growing increasingly formidable and sharper, its power increased by who knew how much compared to the beginning.

At first, that sword qi could only barely pierce through Phantylia.