Only after everything settled did the Swift Blade King's battered figure come back into view.
His aura was clearly unstable. Even his divine body seemed to have suffered considerable damage from that single strike, which had shaved away nearly three percent of it.
Three percent might not sound like much, but a God King could unleash the same strike thousands upon thousands of times in an instant. If Luo Feng had truly meant to kill him, the Swift Blade King would almost certainly have died.
"What a monster. You were still holding back with that strike, weren't you?" The Swift Blade King looked at Luo Feng with a complicated expression.
"That was close to my full strength," Luo Feng admitted.
It had not been his strongest strike. He had not refined his divine power to its limit or used the Star Tower. If he had wielded the Star Tower instead of the Blood Shadow Blade, the damage to the Swift Blade King's divine body would have been far worse. Even Supreme Liyang had been overwhelmed by the Star Tower's power. The Swift Blade King was only a God King, not even at Supreme Poheng's level. There was no way he could have withstood it.
"I lost this fight," the Swift Blade King said, conceding outright.
"You gave me a good fight." Luo Feng cupped his hands.
The spectators in Tianxun City could accept the Swift Blade King's defeat. He was already immensely powerful in their eyes, but Frost City Starlight was even more monstrous. They were simply on different levels, so his loss was understandable.
What stung was how one-sided it had been. The Swift Blade King had never stood a chance.
Of course, Tianxun City Lord had seen the fight most clearly. From that exchange, he had discerned several