The Dual-Soul Wraith's sword swung down, tracking Xu Tao's head with pinpoint precision. Its speed was formidable—fast enough to make it nearly impossible to block in time. But...
"You really thought of using a sword against me?" Xu Tao grinned.
The Wraith had chosen the wrong weapon. Xu Tao, a master of swords—and practically every weapon in the cultivation world—would be a laughingstock if he fell to something like that. He read the trajectory and tilted his body out of the way, dodging with the bare minimum of movements.
As if slipping through water, the pitch-black sword dealt no damage, instead crashing against the Leviathan's back.
"Tsk!"
The Wraith clicked her tongue and tried to pull the sword up for a follow-up strike—only for Xu Tao to stomp hard on the pommel, driving it deeper into the Leviathan's back!
"Better luck next time!" Xu Tao teased, using Ground Shrink to move toward the monster's head.
"Bastard...!"
