"What the hell is that?!"
Aberrant stared at the completely blackened Berserk Giant before him, utterly stunned.
He had fought Xu Xiaoshou before.
But that time, Xu Xiaoshou had drunk holy blood, erupting with combat power far beyond his cultivation, along with that strange "Ordinary Punch."
Aberrant had been caught by surprise.
The power of holy blood only needed to be stalled out until time passed.
Having underestimated his opponent last time, Aberrant had learned more than enough from it. He had been waiting for Xu Xiaoshou to drink holy blood again, prepared to guard against that bizarre "Ordinary Punch."
Yet he had never expected that, upon facing him again, Xu Xiaoshou would have other methods as well—he could even transform into this!
Aberrant had seen the intelligence on Xu Xiaoshou of the Saint Slave and knew that he did possess a spiritual technique that transformed him into a giant.
But he had never imagined that the pressure brought by that transformation would be this terrifying! "Yousi Sword..."
"This kid's body has been completely steeped in Yousi Sword's demonic aura."
"I absolutely cannot let him wound me in the slightest. Even a skin-deep scratch would let the demonic aura invade me completely."
But!
Aberrant looked at the giant swords in the Berserk Giant's hands, his face twitching.
Yanmang, Yousi Sword.
Both of them could practically ignore the defenses of the Higher Void.
On top of that, Xu Xiaoshou had mastered Sword Thought. If he wanted to fight him, there was absolutely no way he could emerge without a scratch! "Roar—"
While Aberrant was rapidly calculating everything in his heart, the Berserk Giant opposite him had already grown impatient.
With an earth-shaking roar, the Berserk Giant's wings spread behind his back.
"Whoosh!"
His figure vanished completely.
"So fast?!"
Aberrant's pupils shrank