Crushing Victory

"Not bad, Wu Sidao."

"You're quite a bit stronger than I remember. How delightful. Though, if I wanted to, I could kill you in an instant. Still, I'm very willing to play with toys like you for a while. At least, before I break you, none of you are allowed to stop."

They were clearly words of praise, yet no matter how she listened, something about them felt wrong.

Ye Xinglan's teeth itched from hearing it, and she cursed under her breath, "Pervert!"

Using that person's face to say something so twisted completely ruined his image.

At the very least, those few words had already made the untouchable, absolute-strong aura in the young girl's heart drop by quite a bit.

"I can hear you, you know."

A deep voice sounded beside her ear, and Ye Xinglan instantly slashed out with her sword.

But a pale hand caught that Stargod Sword.

With just a slight exertion of force.

Crack—

Fine cracks spread outward. The Stargod Sword, wrapped in Starlight Power and incomparably brilliant, dimmed at that moment. Ye Xinglan's face went pale, and even her aura became somewhat unstable.

There was no doubt that if "Gu Chen" applied just a little more force, Ye Xinglan's Martial Soul would shatter on the spot.

The consequences of a shattered Martial Soul could be either minor or catastrophic. At worst, she would become a cripple, with no chance of cultivation ever again in this life.

At best, after her Martial Soul shattered and was repaired again, she could still cultivate once more.

But her potential would drop, and her cultivation level would suffer.

"Mm, let me take a look."

"Gu Chen's" gaze locked onto the Stargod Sword, the four blood-colored irises sweeping from the hilt to the tip of the blade.

"Your sword intent