Dark Archon (Part 1)
Seeing the man half-dead, Tang Xiao threw back his head and laughed wildly. "Hahahahahaha!! Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? You dared to touch my thoughts, my will? Who gave you the nerve! Huh? Hahahahahaha!! Look at you now—you're like a dog!! Hahahahahaha!!"
"Your Dark Side Force has already spiraled out of control! Do you think you can deal with me now? You're nothing but a puppet of the Dark Side Force!" the Grysk Black Star shouted.
"Then let me see what you Grysks can do besides mind control!" Tang Xiao flicked his hand, and the lightsaber hilt at his waist immediately flew into his grasp. A blood-red blade shot out in an instant.
Ever since his Dark Side Force had begun teetering on the brink of losing control, he had stopped using the Soul Reaper Sword. No matter how powerful a weapon was, if one lacked the strength and will to control it, forcing its use would only make one its slave. Like a certain filial son who used an ice sword...
The Sith spirits absorbed by the Soul Reaper Sword did not simply become harmless after being absorbed. After Tang Xiao had dealt with Soul of Vengeance and Darth Tenebrus, the Soul Reaper Sword had become somewhat unstable. The strongest Sith spirit within it—Marka Ragnos, the King of Quarrels—would occasionally pop out to argue with Tang Xiao. So for this operation, Tang Xiao had left the Soul Reaper Sword in his laboratory.
"The mind is a person's essence! The mind is a person's truth! The mind... is everything a person is!" Black Star raised a hand and revealed a vicious grin. "Have you still not realized that?"
Another incomparably powerful wave of psychic energy violently surged between him