Mary Geoise, Pangaea Castle.
Battle cries shook the heavens as Hua Country's Million-Strong Army flooded into this sacred sanctuary of the Celestial Dragons. Bai Qi's deathly Haze shrouded half the city, and the roars of the Five Elders rang out from within it from time to time; Zhang Fei's bellowing shook countless roof tiles loose, while far away, Ryokugyu's dense greenery clashed with Groudon's magma power on the horizon; Guan Yu's Rayquaza's Dragon Roar intertwined with the shadows of Lü Bu's Giratina, and the white flames of Zhao Yun's Reshiram illuminated half the sky; Zhang Liao's Zacian Sacred Sword collided repeatedly with the fists of the Black Tortoise Admiral, unleashing earth-shattering crashes.
Yet in God King Square on the western side of Pangaea Castle, an eerie pocket of silence had formed. Every soldier who approached the area, whether from Hua Country or the World Government, involuntarily stopped in their tracks. Two terrifying Admiral-level presences intertwined here, creating an absolute zone of death. Even approaching its edge made their souls tremble.
Holding the Twin Blades of the Male and Female, Liu Bei stood quietly beneath the God King Statue at the center of the square. He wore the long blue-green robes of a Chancellor, his face as gentle as a spring breeze, yet his eyes shone with steel-like resolve. The female blade in his left hand, Lady, was light as a feather, its edge as thin as a cicada's wing, made expressly for speed and exploiting openings; the male blade in his right hand, Gentleman, was heavy as a mountain, its blade a palm wide, forged expressly for strength and defense.
A faint coating of Ryuo Armament Haki had already quietly covered the edges of both swords, and pale blue life energy pulsed rhythmically like breathing. This was a special form