A crowd had gathered in a clearing outside the Sword Sanctum.
The presence of the Sword God, Gal Farion, filled the entire space, forcing everyone to take shallow, barely audible breaths.
This was neither a domain of the Sword God Style nor magic nor a barrier.
Of the three great schools, only the Water God, Reida Reia, had mastered a technique resembling a barrier.
She had mastered three of the Water God Style's secret arts and used them to create a sixth secret art of her own: the "Deprivation Sword Realm."
The Deprivation Sword Realm could cut down any moving enemy within its range, covering all three hundred and sixty degrees without a single blind spot.
The Sword God, Gal Farion, had once openly declared, "If the Water God deploys her barrier, I won't be a match for her."
He had simply left the second half unsaid: But she can't deploy it in front of me. I won't give her the time.
What the Sword God was using now was nothing more than control over his surroundings through battle aura of sufficient strength.
Holding his sword, the Sword God said to Cui Ciyou, "All right, we're outside like you asked. Now give me a proper fight."
"I'm not gonna go easy on you. Give me everything you've got."
"All right," Cui Ciyou replied.
The two Sword Emperors behind the Sword God, Timothy and Raida, both gave Cui Ciyou grateful looks.
No, everyone from the Sword Sanctum who had come out to watch gave Cui Ciyou a grateful look.
Every member of the Seven Great Powers was a walking nuclear bomb. What would happen when two of them fought needed no explanation.
But the willful Sword God couldn't care less about any of that. Houses demolished, training halls destroyed-even if they