C352 Comprehending the Sword Intent

"Heh..." Zhao Yu let out a scoff filled with contempt. "Bu Yuanfeng, you're just as insufferable as ever. Arrogant and dismissive, you really think you're the king of the gods."

Shaking his head, Zhao Yu released the sword force, shaping it into a three-foot blade that, upon leaving his grasp, blazed with brilliance like lightning cleaving the night sky. It tore through the void in an instant