Ito felt the sacred realm, that vast, indescribably majestic power, and his eyes could not help turning blank.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
He vaguely remembered that Xu Yue had captured him, leaving him utterly unable to resist!
If he had merely been captured, he could barely understand it. After all, the other party had defeated those two from the Imperial Family and could even trade blows with the Family Head.
But what was this situation before him...
Sacred hymns lingered by his ears, vaguely granting him a trace of enlightenment.
This was His Excellency Xu Yue's dojo, the kingdom of God.
Unfathomable, immeasurable.
What, what kind of divine power was this...
What kind of enemy were they facing?!
Just as Ito, surrounded by those sacred hymns, vaguely felt as though he were being baptized,
a wisp of Sword Intent was born from nothing within the divine kingdom.
That razor-sharp Sword Intent, as thin as a strand of hair and seemingly born from nothing, actually carved open a space directly!
As he looked at the scene projected within that space, Ito vaguely gained the realization of looking down upon the mortal world from a higher-dimensional realm. Though he was clearly only looking straight ahead, merely peering into the image faintly revealed by that hair-thin strand, it felt as if he could overlook the entire world.
It was as if that world were merely an appendage of the divine kingdom.
Every movement in the world was within his perception. There were no blind spots, no obstructions!
And within that world filled with Sword Intent, he saw a familiar figure.
The Family Head...
Why was the Family Head here?
Well, under such incomprehensible power, it seemed only natural that the Family Head would appear here too.
But