Molten Torch heard every word of Jiang Yu and Yanqing's conversation.
Their nonchalant attitude caused Molten Torch such agony. Something called self-respect had become a worthless scrap spread across the ground, ready for anyone to step on.
Black Cleave let out a series of sword chimes. "Heh heh, you old fossil. Now you're in my hands, aren't you? Hm?"
Whether it came from the wishes of all living beings, from the Stellaron, or from the protection of something else, Black Cleave unleashed its ability on Molten Torch.
That ability seemed far less simple than it appeared. Under its influence, the sword Molten Torch had transformed into began to tremble.
Then a sword flew out of it. Light and short, it was emerald green throughout, with the words "Traceless Flying Leaves" inscribed on its blade.
The moment that sword emerged, Molten Torch cried out in terror. Then the sword shattered and dissipated before everyone's eyes.
"My swordsmanship! My swordsmanship! How can you do something like this? How could you do this?"
Amid Molten Torch's anguished cries, everyone seemed to finally realize just what Black Cleave had done.
Heliobi were beings that absorbed the emotions and memories of others, yet Black Cleave had now stripped out and deleted Molten Torch's memories of swordsmanship, leaving only memories that were unimportant to Molten Torch and pent-up emotions that refused to dissipate.
Watching the martial arts Molten Torch revered most being stripped away one by one, while powerless to do anything about it, was excruciating for this outlaw who used martial prowess to break the law.
As expected of a sword forged from a Stellaron, Black Cleave was truly evil!
Without Jiang Yu keeping it in check, it would definitely have been a major boss wreaking havoc somewhere.
As sword after sword and technique after