Ochoku snorted coldly, a flash of disdain passing through his eyes. He raised the katana clenched in his hand high overhead, then slashed forward fiercely. A cold gleam flashed, and overwhelming power erupted instantly, crashing straight into the shockwave ahead.
With a deafening bang, the seemingly indestructible shockwave was violently torn apart in an instant, exploding into countless fragments that scattered everywhere.
Moke, who was in the air at the time, was too close and happened to be within the attack's range. As a result, he could not avoid being struck by the aftermath.
Yet faced with such a terrifying attack, Moke showed no fear at all. He could not even be bothered to make a move to dodge.
After all, with his current strength and equipment, an attack of this level was nothing more than scratching an itch through a boot.
The corner of Moke's mouth lifted into a mocking smile. With his arms folded across his chest, he calmly endured the impact. But at that moment, cunning flashed in Ochoku's eyes as he concealed an invisible sword aura within the aftermath.
At that instant, an incomparably fierce sword aura silently shot toward Moke like a ghost! It was so fast that it seemed to cross time and space in an instant, leaving no chance to defend against it! By the time Moke sensed the deadly threat, the sword aura was already right before him!
However, faced with this sudden life-or-death crisis, Moke did not panic. A cold glint flashed through his eyes as he rapidly shifted sideways like lightning!
In that instant, the sword aura grazed Moke's neck, leaving a faint bloody mark on his fair skin.
Moke's expression instantly turned grave—he had never expected Ochoku to resort to such a sinister trick! Still, he showed no intention