True to form as my father, truly domineering!
This sword, to snatch it just like that!
Even the enemy's Divine Weapon wasn't spared!
And Ji Moli's Martial Saint shadow... seemed to have fallen into silence.
As the connection between the Yin Divine Sword and the Martial Saint shadow severed, the oppressive force of the shadow formed by the Martial Saint's Will began to plummet dramatically.
Eventually, it fell to a certain level and did not decline any further.
Li Che sensed for a moment, his eyes twinkling, and he smiled.
"Now, we are at the same level."
The authority of Ji Moli's Martial Saint's Will, having lost the reserve power of the Yin Divine Sword, now... fell to about the realm of a half-step Great Grandmaster.
And it was still slipping.
The Martial Saint's Will fluctuated slightly, casting a deep gaze at Li Che, its expression extremely complex.
"Where's the sword?"
The Martial Saint's Will spoke in a deep voice.