"After using it so many times, it's finally sustained some real damage. What a shame."
Jiang Yan saw the damage to the Red Sword and felt a pang of regret. In truth, he'd long had a premonition that if he kept using its power, this day would eventually come.
After all, though the sword's power was mighty—so powerful it could slay gods and Buddhas alike, with no apparent limit—its source was ultimately like water without roots. Every use depleted it.
As Jiang Yan's cultivation improved and his opponents grew stronger by the day, the cost of killing them naturally grew heavier.
Still, though Jiang Yan regretted the damage, he didn't care all that much. The sword was formidable, but it wasn't what he truly relied on. What he truly depended on was the Martial Arts Modifier!
Give him enough time to lie low and keep accumulating Weird Value, and becoming the strongest person in this world would be only a matter of time.
"Brutal! Absolutely brutal! Good heavens, what kind of power is this? A peak Extreme-Realm martial artist, along with several thousand New Official Family martial artists lying in wait nearby, had all been wiped out in a single strike. Not even a corpse remained.
"Savage! Absolutely savage!"
Uncle Huang grew worked up beside him:
"This power has already surpassed the peak of the Extreme Realm. It's not something an Extreme-Realm martial artist could wield. That weapon is incredibly powerful. What kind of weapon is it, to have such destructive force? Could it be one of the legendary King-class weapons?
"But if it were a King-class weapon, this man should have been sucked dry by now."
Thoughts raced through Uncle Huang's mind. He shook his head:
"Now isn't the time to investigate these secrets.
"What a turnabout! Just when