A sword fell, a sword rose.
The instant the Tear-Carving Sword met that dark sword, its crushing weight finally brought that wicked smile to Ye Qiyan's face.
"Satisfied?"
Deep blue flames covered his entire body.
The book named [Reality and Illusion] flipped madly, its purplish-red halo pulsing ceaselessly beneath the threefold resonance of Rebellion, Finality, and the seven hundred and seventy-seven World Wills that had built this High Tower!
So heavy.
This feeling really was like before, yet it was different.
Back then, when he faced the Colorless Will that had descended into Twelve Eyes, he had needed to activate the Dream Scar of the Colorless Land, the Golden Race's final Escape Pod, just to match her.
Now, he was certain.
The power the Dark Grand Duke Shishi displayed at this moment was absolutely enough to rival the Colorless Will back then!
Because it was so heavy! So very heavy!
Even with a Stamina Limit of nearly twelve thousand, even after activating Transcender, obtaining a prefix, and using that almost infinitely cycling threefold conversion of mind and stamina.
Ye Qiyan could still tell that this paltry value of twelve thousand fell far, far short of the numbers a Transcender had accumulated!
But.
Things were different now.
He had not activated Dreamweaver's ability, because this was not a world after The End.
Yet he could block a sword strike with power equal to that of the Colorless Will that day.
His numbers weren't enough!
It didn't matter!!
All of Finality poured into the Tear-Carving Sword!
The phantom of the Ancient Battlefield solidified continuously!
Light and Shadow Sword Fusion! Without holding anything back!
His stamina drained ten times, a hundred times faster than his opponent's!
When his stamina dropped from ten thousand to one within seconds, Survivor converted half his mental energy