After Sword Demon advanced to Level-12 Mid-Stage, the so-called reversal of the battle did not come.
Boundary-Severing Bronze Corpse was still strong.
So strong it made no sense.
Each time the shattered door ring on the chest of this Level-12 Peak Destruction Creature lit up, it would sever the sword-path trajectory Sword Demon had just spread out. Sword Demon's current sword could already actively cut open part of spatial continuity, but the boundary-severing and door-sealing rules that Boundary-Severing Bronze Corpse commanded were clearly heavier, and closer to the deeper structure of Destruction Time-Space itself.
Sword Demon could learn.
But he could not win at once.
On his ninety-seventh charge, Boundary-Severing Bronze Corpse struck him in the left shoulder with a palm. Even though Thomas had blocked a layer in advance with the castle's outer wall, Sword Demon was still sent flying backward, and a clear crack rang out from his shoulder bone.
This was no longer the first time Sword Demon had been injured.
There was a long gash across his chest carved by a bronze severing pattern, and his waist and abdomen also bore traces of being burned through by the Destruction Crystal Tide. The most troublesome part was the web between the thumb and forefinger of his right hand, where the backlash from the door ring on Boundary-Severing Bronze Corpse's chest had burst it open, and the wound had never fully healed.
Because the boundary-severing rules still remained inside the wound.
Every time Sword Demon swung his sword, those tiny severing patterns would tear open flesh and blood again, and even try to cut off his sword intent along with it.
If it were any other sword cultivator, such injuries would have been enough to drastically slow the speed of their sword strikes.
Sword Demon acted as if