Clang! Clang! Clang!
The ringing clash of blades echoed through the air. Su Xiao and Haotao repeatedly crossed blades with their long swords. No matter how one looked at it, Haotao, with his larger build and strength pushed to the limit, should have held the advantage in such a clash. Yet after only three exchanges, his entire right arm had gone numb. He had no choice but to switch from his bold one-handed grip to a cautious two-handed grip.
A feeling of facing a monster began to grow uncontrollably in Haotao's heart. After all, that was exactly how his past enemies had felt when facing him.
If Haotao's long blade was a combination of dominance and brute force, giving one the sense that nothing could stop it, then Su Xiao's swordsmanship was body training like the wind and swift as a rainbow. Every move seemed plain and unremarkable, yet was actually simple and refined, with killing intent hidden within.
Clang!
Su Xiao brought his blade down in a heavy slash. Haotao dropped to one knee with a thud. He was clearly unharmed, yet blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
"Still watching the show?!"
Haotao roared, blood spraying from the corner of his mouth. The Platinum Apostle gave an awkward laugh from diagonally behind him, then stepped forward.
'Sorrow of All Living Beings.'
Several tens of thousands of human phantoms appeared behind the Platinum Apostle. Drawn together and compressed by an unseen force, they formed a twisted giant. Then every one of the figures let out a pained wail.
Buzz!!
The surrounding space trembled beneath the lamentation of all living beings. Even Su Xiao, whose soul strength had reached 1,500 points, saw overlapping images before his eyes. In other words, the only reason he merely staggered was that his