Chương 2012: 2012. Teamwork

Dark matter covered Noah's chest and hid his injury. His healing abilities kicked in, but it would take them a while to fix the deep wound opened by the drawbacks of the Cursed Sword.

Meanwhile, Noah inspected Dinia. The expert had just taken a direct hit from the new ability of the Cursed Sword. That was one of Noah's strongest attacks, but the result of the exchange had been disappointing. The liquid stage cultivator didn't suffer any injury and continued to shine with his white glow.

Night was finally safe, but Noah didn't feel any better. His opponent seemed invulnerable. His world made Noah think about Divine Demon, which was enough to describe how unreasonable it was.

'The privileged cultivators are like us,' Noah concluded in his mind before glancing at the cracks in the distance.