Zhao Bai swung his blades faster and faster, as if he never tired. The extremely narrow edges sliced through the air, becoming red or blue little shields in the eyes of onlookers, while his hands turned into a wavering blur of afterimages.
The little girl gradually began to fall behind.
Her body had only just changed from burning lava into solid ice when scorching flames came crashing down, blotting out the sky.
Boom!
A shrill scream echoed across the heavens.
Her body melted away. With a wail, glowing liquid sprayed from her mouth, seemingly blood.
Seeing that the girl had been wounded by his blade techniques, Zhao Bai contentedly sheathed his swords. He reached both hands into the void, flexing his fingers as he summoned a legendary weapon.
A pair of black gauntlets.
Matte black, heavy in texture, sleek in design, with glowing deep blue accents along the edges.
Its name was Nuoyada of the Broken Light.
Amid the thunderous eruption of rage, the gauntlets transformed in an instant. Their radiance surpassed even before, crackling arcs of lightning coursed over them, and the heavy fist smashed down upon her.
Boom!
Lightning rampaged wildly, tearing apart and destroying everything in its path, leaving behind nothing but scorched earth.
Zhao Bai calmly withdrew his fist. Under the might of that heavy blow and lightning, a massive hole had opened in the girl's chest, so vast that the distant snow-capped mountains seemed visible through it.
"Do you understand now how far beyond your abilities you were?"
Zhao Bai began removing his gauntlets. "Though it was foolish, did you really think I only had two katanas as weapons?"
"..."
The girl did not answer. Her body swayed in the wind like a tattered flag.
She was about to die.
There would be no turn