Amidst rolling black mists,
a being made its move,
claws clad in azure Scale Armor extended from the mists, like wisps of igniting ethereal light within the rolling haze.
It was not of the Human Race.
Instead, it belonged to an ancient Race known as the Azure Scale Spirit Race.
This Race had exceedingly few survivors, never numbering more than a hundred, and was an ancient branch of the Spirit Clan.
From the strength of this being, it was highly likely that it was one of the long-lost ancestors of the Azure Scale Spirit Race.
Its eyes were sinister, and in an instant, as its claws reached out, its entire body was forcibly squeezed out from the mists.
Swift as a spurt of wind, it approached the Ten Crown King in just a few steps,
and at the same time,
the longsword grasped within its Scale Armor-clad huge claws was swung fiercely,
in an instant.
A vast expanse of black Sword Qi was conjured,
rushing down from the void like a tide, stretching uncountably many miles.