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But what horrified him was that the gray-white sword seemed to be intangible, a kind of phantom, even a condensed intent. His strike was meant to block the gray-white sword, yet it passed through his curved blade and sliced straight down.
Realizing something was wrong, he wanted to switch methods to fend off this enigmatic gray-white sword, but it was too late. He could only let out a low growl, and a powerful force surged from within him to form a formidable defense.
The secret technique was fully unleashed at this moment, even burning his own origin to create a strong defense.
As the gray-white sword approached, he felt the presence of death.
Splat!
The gray-white sword pierced through the defense and cut into him.
Death descended!
At this moment, the Realm Master's face showed horror. He felt as if his life force was being corroded, his flesh withering, his divine soul extinguishing, and the terrifying intent of death engulfed him.
"You!"
