"Lord Yashiburn has won!" A Titan next to Muria said excitedly. Even though they had expected the outcome, seeing it themselves was a different experience entirely.
Unlike the Sword Saint who lay lifeless on the dirty ground, Titan Yashiburn had already reverted to his true form. His massive form, towering over a hundred and eighty meters high, was wreathed in Golden Thunder and Hurricanes, emanating an aura of grandeur and divine might.
However, a prominent sword mark stood out vividly on Yashiburn's otherwise majestic and flawless Titan form. It was a white mark stretching from the Titan's left shoulder to his abdomen on the right, encircled by silver-white Sword Qi.
"This human is not bad at all, he even managed to leave a mark on Lord Yashiburn." A divine descendant of the Blazing Sky Gods sneered. For humans, this mark wouldn't even count as an injury, let alone for a Titan.
