Published: March 8, 2025
The two supremes were truly in a state of extreme distress at this moment!
They couldn't advance, couldn't retreat, couldn't speak, and couldn't curse! Looking at the Sword Spirit was like seeing a ghost; it was utterly unbelievable.
As for fighting… cough, where was the tiniest bit of fighting spirit left in their hearts?!
What a joke… encountering such a monster, what were they supposed to fight for? The eighth grade supreme had poured all his lifelong cultivation into his sword energy, stirring it within the opponent's internal organs, yet not even a single drop of blood was produced. What was the point of fighting?
The opponent didn’t even resist; just the act of trying to attack would exhaust them to death. Who still had the courage to fight against such an opponent? That was truly laughable.
The Sword Spirit was helpless as well.
It was a soul body; although it had taken a tangible form and looked real, it was still essentially a soul.
Some soul bodies might fear fire, and others might fear…
But they were definitely not afraid of blades and swords! They could inflict no harm at all… As long as the opponent didn’t use soul attacks or mental consciousness attacks, the Sword Spirit would never suffer any harm!
But facing such a monster, who would have the courage to use mental attacks? That would be like delivering oneself as a sacrifice!
Although the Sword Spirit couldn’t be harmed, it also couldn’t harm others.
After all, it was still a spirit body!
Previously, it had killed Shi Qishu because it was close to the sword master and could remotely control the sword master’s strength to take him by surprise.
But now, facing these two genuine eighth grade supremes, the Sword Spirit was utterly powerless.
However, its task was to hold the enemy back and prevent them from retreating. In this regard, the Sword Spirit was full of confidence.
It didn’t need to deliberately pretend to be anything; it could naturally exude the aura of a peerless expert!
Without any forced pretense, it was already beyond compare!
It shifted its position, stood with hands clasped behind its back, and gazed at the two.
It stood there on flat ground looking at them, yet they inexplicably felt a sense of being looked down upon. It seemed that just by standing there, it was on high above them!
It was as if it was the ruler of the world!
This feeling was something they had only experienced in front of the Law Sovereign. But at this moment, whether it was a psychological effect or something else, both felt that the aura of the person before them was even more potent, even more powerful!
And it was significantly stronger!
At that moment, both of them had a sudden realization: Could this person possibly be a legendary figure from ancient times?
Thinking this, both of them immediately regretted it, feeling as if their intestines had turned green. How could such a powerful figure be someone they could deal with?
The difference between an eighth grade supreme and a ninth rank supreme, although only one rank apart, was like the difference between heaven and earth!
Even if they had the utmost bravery and confidence, they would never dare to believe that they could defeat the Law Sovereign!
Moreover, this person was clearly even stronger than the Law Sovereign? The Law Sovereign was formidable, but if a long sword were to pierce through his stomach and explode with sword energy, he would still die!
But the person before them hadn't spilled a drop of blood. Who was stronger and who was weaker? Was that even up for debate?
“Dare I ask, senior, who exactly are you?” the leading white-clothed masked person asked nervously.
The term "senior" had great significance. The person’s voice was ancient and carried an air of desolation, while its eyes seemed to hold the essence of eternal time. And with such astonishing skills that could move heaven and earth, who could be considered a senior if not this person?
The Sword Spirit sighed, “Who am I…” It said with a sense of yearning, “Who exactly am I?…”