However, the death blade was a proud man.
He was the son of death. He would not admit it. He had to listen to Lu Ming's orders now.
Since the death blade did not mention it, Lu Ming naturally would not say it either.
"Death blade, it's still too early for you to stop me with your current cultivation!"
Said Xing Chen coldly.
Death blade's cultivation was at the peak of the absolute Saint realm, while he was in the perfected absolute Saint realm.
The death blade was no match for him.
"How would we know if we don't fight?"
The death blade said, and the death energy around him became even thicker.
"If you want to fight, I'll grant you your wish!"
Xing Chen shouted coldly. The eternal divine light became more and more brilliant. The peerless sword radiance was incomparably sharp. It was flickering and could erupt into a terrifying attack at any time.
"Stellar River, our battle isn't over yet!"
