Noah felt stronger than ever. Cuts and holes made him bleed, but he barely felt them. His mind was cold even if destructive thoughts and anger filled its insides.
Mere bones couldn't oppose his attacks. The cultivator couldn't do anything after Noah pierced the armor of swords. The expert's attacks also failed to deal enough damage since Noah's destruction acted as a defensive shield that was highly effective against abilities that he continued to study.
It was as if Robert's laws had reached perfection after making its aspects flow in Noah's ambition. Each of its properties had found its true path when paired with unstoppable physical strength, a mind meant to find flaws, and a true meaning that could empower everything he had. Noah had literally transformed in minutes, and the cultivator could only remain in awe in front of his relentless offensive.
The cultivator skull didn't move, but his hoarse voice still resounded in the area. "What are you? Why can you pierce me?"
