A single strike from the True Intent Sword had already robbed Fang Zilu of any hope of victory.
The twenty million rays of Crimson Chant Light that followed plunged him into utter despair. Fang Zilu no longer wanted to resist. He accepted defeat, even death.
He understood that with his current strength, he could not withstand this onslaught from Su Yuan, no matter what he did.
In less than an hour, Su Yuan's combat strength had transformed, allowing him to completely overwhelm Fang Zilu.
His strength had increased at an astonishing speed. Fang Zilu had never felt so hopeless. Fighting Su Yuan, he could see no prospect of victory at all.
Fang Zilu had poured everything into every move, yet against Su Yuan's terrifying sword and spear radiance, he had no power to fight back. He had been battered beyond recognition.
Suddenly, the twenty million rays of Crimson Chant Light seemed to slow dramatically in Fang Zilu's eyes.
In his mind, memories of his years in the Netherheart Sword Alliance surfaced one after another, forming scenes that flickered slowly past.
"Swordmaster!"
Wang Ganfeng, Xu Qiuyuan, and the others roared, their faces frantic. They wished they could rush to Fang Zilu's side at once and block the Crimson Chant Light for him.
If he did not dodge now, he would take Su Yuan's terrifying attack head-on.
Unfortunately, Fang Zilu could no longer hear anyone from the Netherheart Sword Alliance. The despair in his heart had shut out all his senses.
Countless scenes replayed in his mind, and a smile slowly curved his lips.
In a daze, he saw the days of his youth in the Netherheart Sword Alliance.
Then the scenes shifted, and he became the Swordmaster of the Netherheart Sword Alliance, an existence at the World Realm, Peak Tier.
Crack!