C253 Not bad

The sharp sword, the rain of ridicule, the cold eyes, the hatred of defeat.

With a swoosh, the sword light was like condensed rain as it came crashing down!

The raindrops fell at the same time, falling straight onto the coffin.

Then, a loud roar could be heard!

The sword light flashed as it instantly spun around the coffin, causing the entire pitch-black coffin to instantly crack and explode