Above the mountain range.
Old Ninth looked like a madman.
The sight of Little White Tiger in agony had made him lose all reason.
"Whoever you are, fucking die!"
"Law of Slaughter!"
Murderous aura blotted out the sky.
Overhead, even the clouds were stained fiery red by the crimson killing aura.
The heavy stench of blood rushed into the Holy Arbiter's nostrils.
For the first time, he felt the threat of death.
Standing atop a demonic dragon, Old Ninth's eyes resembled the gates of hell, filled with murderous intent.
Accompanied by ghostly wails and howls, he rapidly closed in.
"The Dragon Kingdom actually has another genius no weaker than the King of Spring Prefecture."
"Does God truly intend to destroy the West?"
The Holy Arbiter smiled miserably.
He had already run out of Psychic Power.
First, Little White Tiger had severely wounded his body, and then he had exhausted his Psychic Power wearing the instructor down to his death.
Now, facing Old Ninth, who also commanded the power of laws, he no longer had the strength to fight.
"CNM, your life is mine!"
"Blue Star Shield!"
At the critical moment, the Holy Arbiter spat out a mouthful of blood.
He forcibly extracted Psychic Power at the cost of his life to summon his strongest defensive Wasteland Artifact.
But this time, Old Ninth was even more brutal than Little White Tiger.
"True Dragon Claw!"
Boom.
The sharp claws swung down.
A ten-meter-long phantom of a pure gold dragon claw slammed into the shield.
The Blue Star Shield, reputed to possess the strongest defense on Blue Star, shattered instantly.
The law he took such pride in was as good as nonexistent before his opponent.
The sight of Little White Tiger in agony had sent Old Ninth's murderous intent straight to its peak.