The first ten rushes could only be described as an
absolute bloodbath.
I reaped their souls and bloodlines like a weed on a field as they posed absolutely no problem to me.
They were definitely stronger than me, far, far stronger. But the new abilities and insights I had gained gave me a considerable edge.
The experience and skill I had gained by fighting myself had pushed my laws and instincts to a completely new realm.
If they were royal pure-blooded ones, it would be a totally different story but thankfully, as long as they were pure-blooded, they would work for the plan I had in mind.
"Ooof! Fuckin hell these ones gave me a hard time." I said as I cleared the 11th rush.
These abominations had a nasty ability that stopped me from healing while their strange qi simultaneously tried to corrupt me from the inside.
My body was littered with wounds as sweat dripped off my body, which was weird considering I wasn't supposed to be able to sweat.
