Xiao Chen's swordsmanship bordered on the divine.
He unleashed every technique at his disposal.
Before his black spirit sword broke,
he left several wounds on Shi Cai deep enough to expose bone.
Of course,
Shi Cai was, after all, a peerless prodigy bearing the title of Lei Xing, Black Dragon Spear.
After being wounded,
he did not retreat.
Instead, his ferocity erupted,
and he launched an almost frenzied counterattack.
Clang!
The black spirit sword in Xiao Chen's hand broke again.
Amid surging sword light,
Xiao Chen flew back a thousand meters.
Looking at the broken sword covered in notches,
Xiao Chen frowned slightly.
Before entering the God-Demon Battlefield,
he had paid a fortune to have this Quasi-King Artifact forged.
It could pierce anything!
It was incomparably sturdy!
He had never expected
that barely after entering the God-Demon Battlefield,
someone would snap it with a spear thrust.
He had to admit
that the Star Realm cultivators of the various dynasties were terrifying.
Any one of them who stepped forward
wielded a King Artifact or an Emperor Armament.
Shi Cai lowered his head to look at the savage wounds covering his body, his expression far graver than Xiao Chen's. Shame and anger tormented him. He was a supreme genius renowned throughout the Azure Spirit Domain's sea of stars, ranked among its finest, yet a boy from the backwoods had wounded him this badly today.
If not for the advantage of his weapon,
this time,
his predicament might have been far worse.
He was utterly bewildered and shocked!
How could tiny Great Xia,
as insignificant as a speck of dust
within the entire Azure Spirit Domain,
produce such a monster?
At the First Level of the King Realm,
he could actually defy the gap in cultivation and challenge a Third-Level King Realm Star