Wild Fang's demeanor was calm.
Even when he saw his beasts killed so easily.
He expected that much.
In fact, those beasts were just a way for him to gauge Usan's strength.
There was no exact way to determine a Rank 5 cultivator's strength.
It depended on countless factors.
Spells, prowess, experience, environment, element, and obviously, centers of power.
Naturally, there were substages for the body and core for them too.
Though, it took decades and decades to progress through them.
Right now, though, Wild Fang realized that he and Unforgiven Shadow were on equal footing.
This made him inwardly grimace.
Why?
…One of them will most likely die today.
As the shadow-made blades swarmed towards him, more and more peak Rank 4 Spirit Beasts left through his chest and protected him with their lives.
Shadow-blades and arcs of darkness shot through the smoky cloud, forcing Wild Fang to defend.
