The red sword with a dark hue on its blade reflected their griming faces on it. The very same sword that beheaded Cliff in a single stroke of slash was now in the hand of the most powerful woman ever existed. Though her face was dyed red from her own blood she showed no sign of fatigue despite the gruesome bruise on her body.
"That sword!" Borton immediately turned wary as he saw the sword that Lyon had used. There was a continuous killing intent permeating around the blade as if every swing would cost a clash of it between the blade itself and the user.
"Impossible..." muttered Karina as she took a glance at how she could summon the sentient weapon despite not being the owner of it.
"Do you think all of you can stop me?" smirked Cecile despite being outnumbered.
"Heh, you might be strong, a strong empress, but your cultivation is still low, it won't be long before you ran out of stamina," smirked Loh Sect's patriarch.
