Dragon's Nest
"Master! Master, you killed a Peak Ninth-Rank Fire Dragon!!" Little Yi exclaimed, appearing dazed.
"Instant attack power broke the 100 million mark! That is entry-level Great Grandmaster Combat Power!"
Nine Swords in a Line.
Qin Mu had practiced a few times, but this was the first time he had put into practical use.
It hit me powerfully.
Sole Focus. Perfection-tier Cultivation Technique. It was the final recorded ultimate move.
Full-power twelve strands of Mental Power, continuously bursting within one second, focused on a single point without even the slightest mistake.
It was hard. Definitely to the extreme hard.
How big is the flying sword's tip? The size of a needle's eye.
The feat of hitting the hilt of the previous sword accurately to find that unique point of force, ensuring all the power could progressively be unleashed through the metal, was a monumental job.
