"Brat, I don't know how you sensed the tier of my Origin Laws, but you dare talk big with mere Second-Order Origin Laws?"
The bearded young man wore a savage grin as he brought his great saber down toward Qin Hao. "Today, I'll show you what cruelty means. Die!"
By the time the last word left his mouth, his great saber was less than three meters above Qin Hao's head.
To a grandmaster at the Ninth Layer of the Saint Martial Realm, three meters was a distance crossed in the blink of an eye.
A bloodthirsty smile spread across the bearded young man's face. He could almost see Qin Hao split in two by his blade.
But the next instant, his smile froze, replaced by shock.
Crack!
It was as though some force had gathered above Qin Hao's head, stopping the great saber dead. No matter how hard the bearded young man pushed, he could not drive it down another inch.
At the same time, a formidable pressure spread from Qin Hao.
"Fourth-Tier Destruction Laws... Third-Order Perfection Vitality Laws..." Terror seized the bearded young man. He had never imagined that the young man before him had also mastered Fourth-Tier Origin Laws.
He himself had mastered only Fourth-Tier Blade Laws, just one kind. Qin Hao had mastered two. The gulf between them was vast.
"I told you, you're my first since I came out of seclusion." Qin Hao's voice was calm, but the words made the bearded young man tremble with fear.
The bearded young man came from the Eastern Splendor Continent, and his strength was nothing to scoff at. But he had already revived twice, losing a great many points. If he was Slaying this time...
He would not be eliminated outright, but losing half his points again would leave