"Lost. I lost. How could…" Bloodrinker Bladask sat there atop the stone dais, his face ashen. He couldn't believe what had just happened.
When Immortal cultivators engaged in a battle, life and death was separated by a hair. If they lost a single exchange, they could die.
"He used a golem. I also used a golem." Bladask simply couldn't accept this. "The two golems have identical elemental ki cores, and the same amount of elemental ki. It is an extremely fair situation; what we compete in is our comprehension of the Dao, our sword arts, and other skills. How could his sword arts actually be even more powerful than mine?"
