Phumetheus had always felt that the people from the lower realms were proud of their so-called skills because they had never seen a real powerhouse from a higher-leveled civilization. But at this moment, even he couldn't help but feel a little swayed in his thoughts. It did not matter how Wang Zhong did it, but he had consistently managed to use spiritual energy far lower than his to unleash an attack 10 times more powerful. This showed that Wang Zhong was at least much stronger than himself in the study of the sword, stronger by at least a realm!
Zhen!
Phumetheus was decisive in his actions, and the copper complexion of his body instantly shone, causing the spiritual pressure to suddenly be increased. It was necessary to stabilize and reinforce the space. Only through forceful suppression could he prevent the opponent from easily using the sword to be at an advantage.