บท 414: Comfortable Feeling

Clang! CRACK! Clang! CRACK!

The heavy sword rose to the skies and fell like divine punishment. The celestial blue of its blade had its own light, illuminating all the darkness of the night. Successive blows, with the weight of several mountains, crashed down upon the demon at an abnormal speed.

He was forced to defend himself with only a fraction of the Qi he normally possessed, and attacking was just as difficult. As he blocked, from a blind spot that shouldn't exist, a violet shadow emerged, cutting him with precision.

The duo attacked without giving any chance to breathe or think. Wounds accumulated on the demon's physical body. He, a millennia-old being who was a living legend and possessed divine cultivation, was being overwhelmed by two young humans.