Onlookers at the shrine felt a sense of melancholy and also a hint of regret.
The king had returned, but his heroic spirit was gone, leaving only a tragic song!
In the past, who could rival Duan Qingcang when he dominated the world?
And yet now, he couldn't even touch the hem of his enemy's robe as he was repeatedly struck and sent flying.
"Could it really be over just like that?"
Some people were dissatisfied with this outcome, among them were even renowned martial artists from Japan.
Martial arts know no national boundaries; they didn't care who lost or won, they just hoped to witness a true clash of masters.
Such performance from Duan Qingcang disappointed them!
"A dull fight with an inevitable outcome. Duan Qingcang, let me end your legend for the second time!"
At that moment, the woman in the black robe didn't want to drag the fight on any longer. She raised her right hand high, gathering a soul-devouring destructive energy.
"Evil's Apex·Dark Explosion!"
