Heavenly Sword Sacred Land's imperial formation had been destroyed. Blood flowed down from shattered mountain peaks, while severed limbs and mangled corpses lay scattered everywhere. It was as though hell had descended—a terrifying sight.
"Heavenly Sword Sacred Land's imperial weapon is actually a shield? Isn't their Founder supposed to follow the sword path?" Dragon One held a purple-gold shield, examining it carefully with a puzzled expression.
Who would have thought that Heavenly Sword Sacred Land's imperial weapon would actually be a shield?
Weren't those who followed the sword path renowned for their overwhelming offensive power? Why had they instead focused on strengthening their defenses?
"They're nothing but a pack of false sword cultivators. What they truly follow is not the sword path, but the path of defense. The sword path is merely a smokescreen to deceive people."
Gu Tian Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered. "When you face them, you think their attacks are powerful and their defenses weak. But then you discover the complete opposite. Naturally, you'll suffer."
Dragon One was speechless. Indeed, they had suffered this time.
Of course, it was Gu Tian Yi who had suffered. That quasi-emperor of Heavenly Sword Sacred Land had paid with his life to summon an imperial phantom.
Gu Tian Yi had thought his combat strength was roughly equal to his opponent's, and that he could simply grind him down until he died.
But in the end, that imperial phantom specialized entirely in defense. Its defensive power was terrifyingly strong, and it had nearly dragged Gu Tian Yi to death.
Fortunately, Dragon One had been there this time. He was, after all, a powerhouse at the seventh level of the quasi-emperor realm. He had dealt with the others from Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, causing the entire