C91 He Was Not like a Mortal

The sharp sword light clashed with the domineering fist light, unleashing a maelstrom of energy that whipped through the heavens and earth, stirring everything around it.

It was a fearsome tempest, a chaotic dance of innumerable sword energies and fists that swept through the area, leaving every onlooker trembling in its wake.

"No!"

Out of nowhere