Joaqim merely felt like his hands were ripped by a formless energy. Even though there were no wounds on his hands, his soul felt like it was ripped apart from the inside.
The Soul Sword harmed a person's soul, and Joaqim looked on as the Soul Sword pierced through his hands right into his chest.
A wave of unbearable pain started to spread from his chest, and Joaqim's eyes widened as his muscles began to pulse from the intense pain. He could not even control his own breathing. His true energy stopped circulating, and he started to fall down.
With a boom, he slammed onto the ground face-first. Everyone looked at the scene with widened eyes.
Joaqim lost in mere minutes!
How Joaqim struggled to survive was etched into their eyes. Even struggling so frantically, Joaqim was still no match for his opponent. They were not at the same level at all. Even more terrifying was the fact that Fane had not used his full strength. Of the 100 Soul Swords he formed, Fane had only used 50 of them!
The thought crossed Josui and Mikael's minds, both shell-shocked by the turn of events. They finally realized that they had crossed someone far too powerful for themselves. Fane had not been bragging at all; lower ultimate god rank techniques were indeed nothing to him.
Mikael's whole body was trembling. He did not even dare to look up. He did not even have the courage to look at Fane. He felt like his body was completely submerged in ice, and it was so cold that his whole body was frozen.
Josui was not much better. He seemed to have lost the ability to even think.
When Joaqim fell to the ground, he did not faint on the spot. Instead, he spasmed on the ground, writhing like a worm as he groaned in pain. They knew Joaqim. If he was conscious, he would have never allowed himself to act in such a sorry manner. Joaqim had way too much pride for that. The fact that Joaqim was in such a state meant that he was already at the limits of pain.
Josui shuddered as his hands trembled. Was Fane even human? Could that guy really have an ultimate god rank technique? That was absurd! Were warriors from third-grade worlds that strong?This is property © .
Josui gulped, and he even started to breathe frantically. His fear did not last that long. A gust of wind blew over, and Josui looked up. At some point, the 50 other Soul Swords had condensed into a giant Soul Sword and quickly charged at him!
Josui shrieked as his face twitched in fear. He was so scared he was about to pee in his pants! At that moment, Josui ignored everything as he turned around to run.
There was nothing he could do; his opponent was too strong. Even if he was the top disciple of a holy grade clan, he might not even be able to beat that guy! What else could he do but run?
Alas, he underestimated Fane's skill. The Soul Sword had the laws of space within, and its speed was doubled. Josui frantically ran, but he only lasted a few seconds before the sword caught up to him.
The sword violently pierced into Josui's back. With a cry of agony, he fell to the ground.
Chad's jaw dropped, and his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. He still remembered how Josui had been so prideful and disdainful.