As soon as the fleshy tentacles touched the Sword Aura, they dissolved without a sound.
Not even a wisp of smoke rose from them.
The Innate Sword Body's natural advantage against such corrupt energy was on full display.
Han Feng endured the shockwave, one powerful enough to warp steel. His skin tore apart inch by inch, erupting in a spray of blood.
But he paid it no mind, advancing on Li Wei step by step.
With every step forward, he unleashed an invisible Heart Sword.
The sea of his Divine Sense churned violently. Each time he unleashed a Heart Sword, it felt like tearing a piece from his own soul and casting it into a fire.
He was putting his life on the line.
'A contest of ruthlessness?'
'Han Feng had never backed down from anyone.'
"You lunatic!!"
Li Wei was finally afraid.
He could clearly feel his Divine Thought, the one possessing this body, being weakened and severed strand by strand.
