"Sword Master! If you help me, I owe you my life!"
Upon seeing the Sword Master about to make a move, Randeng immediately made a promise. If given enough time, he was confident he could defeat Tathagata and the Netherworld Emperor, but now with the addition of the Sword Master, he suddenly felt somewhat insecure.
"Sword Master! Join me and exterminate this vile Daoist!" the Netherworld Emperor followed up with a shout.
"Ugly your Dao Ancestor! How am I ugly?" Randeng couldn't bear it. They could call him despicable and shameless, but not ugly!
Tathagata remained silent, yet his hands never stopped moving, further infuriating Randeng.
The Sword Master walked through the void, and countless sword shadows began to emerge above his head, spreading across ten miles of the void in the blink of an eye and still multiplying.
A tremendous sword presence pressed down upon the world.
