The caped man and Chen Mo were both truly too powerful. Even the Sacrificed and Refined Onimaru could not withstand it.
Chen Mo's mouth twitched as he watched, his heart aching. Cracks covered Onimaru's blade. If their recent clash happened a few more times, the entire Onimaru might shatter.
Ever since he had acquired Onimaru, he had liked it immensely. Its length, sharpness, forging techniques, and even the legends surrounding it had all appealed to him.
Moreover, the blade's tempering technique was also exceptionally well crafted.
Whenever he faced an enemy, he used Onimaru. It was not just because Onimaru was sharp, but also because the blade was beautiful.
To ensure the blade's sturdiness, Chen Mo had used special refining methods to add Heavenly Gold Sand and other materials to it. After adding rune patterns, it gained abilities such as speed, sharpness, and armor penetration, making it extremely handy to use.
Yet during today's battle, it had nearly been ruined!
He could not use it again. If he forced himself to do so, the blade might not even be worth repairing later. He could just throw it away.
Such a fine blade had been damaged like this, leaving him utterly speechless.
Chen Mo sighed inwardly. After speeding up and retreating another dozen meters, he switched out the Onimaru in his hand from behind his back.
Onimaru's blade had cracked, and its edge was somewhat curled, but it could be restored later through refining techniques. With some additional materials, it would become a fine blade again.
Of course, as long as Onimaru did not shatter on the spot, further repairs and refining would not affect its use.
Unless he continued clashing head-on, which might render Onimaru completely unusable.
Thus, to deal with the current situation—and because the battle was moving too