Dominance—on full display!
People often said you didn't need high resolution to awaken a feeling for certain things within you. At this moment, that statement was vividly borne out.
Tool Person A Fei remained invisible, and could only observe a little through abstract perception.
Yet in that instant, even just looking at the shadow on the ground was enough to feel the air of someone who looked down upon the world.
His body was clearly broken and battered, and just a moment ago he had still been uncontrollably frantic. Yet in a mere instant, he became someone no one dared look at directly.
The execution that descended from the sky, powerful enough to erase him completely, had been blocked with casual ease.
The utterly correct opponent who had kept him suppressed and cornered—the Sword Saint A Fei—now seemed to be on an entirely different level from him. Actually, "seemed" wasn't necessary.
Just the Eye Radar was enough, let alone the little of his Supernatural Perception that had recovered. At that moment, Fu Qian was absolutely certain that Tool Person A Fei had undergone another complete transformation.
He was no longer merely beginning to possess divinity. He had already touched a divine authority.
Or, if one were talking about the path of cultivation, perhaps it would be called touching the source of the sword dao?
In any case, he was now unquestionably a Second Order fighter. The copy with its errors corrected on the other side was suddenly no longer comparable to him.
That was more like it. Overwhelming the enemy with power was the right way!
Tool Person A Fei's successive, unreasonable advances were undoubtedly giving the middle finger to the supernatural ritual and the nature of divinity. Fu Qian, however, greatly appreciated this way of breaking the deadlock.
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