“Melody…” Hera called out softly as she looked fearfully toward the woman. She saw Melody crash


    through the opposite railing beforending on the ground.


    Hera’s pupils contracted violently. Although she knew little about martial arts, she knew Melody was


    much more powerful than Skadi’s grandfather.


    Despite that, Melody still could not fight back against this old man.


    She now realized how ridiculous it was for her to even try standing up and reasoning with them just


    now. To these martial artists, logic was strength.


    “Hera, run!” Lauren cried out with tears in her eyes. Hera ran toward her mother but stopped after just


    one meter. Boris had appeared out of nowhere and was already standing in front of her. Terrified, Hera


    tried to retreat.


    Endless fear pervaded her heart. She did not want to die yet. She had not gotten a marriage certificate


    with Nash and had not felt what it was like being a woman. There were still many, many things she had


    not done.


    With a casual wave of his hand, Boris’ true energy invaded every part of Hera’s body.


    Hera was rooted on the spot, unable to move.


    On the other hand, The Swordsman was wielding the Seven Deadly Swords as he attacked Grant.


    Dn pushed Grant away and unleashed a punch using his true energy.


    The de descended, and Dn’s right arm was detached from his shoulder. The man immediately


    covered his right shoulder with his other hand, taking a sharp breath.


    “A futile effort!” The Swordsman sneered as he brought his de down once again.


    Suddenly, there was a nging of his sword, and The Swordsman was immediately gripped with a


    sense of crisis.


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    He turned abruptly, only to see white light shooting from a distance. Where the white light passed,


    strong winds rose while thunder and lightning shed.


    Both The Swordsman’s and Boris’ expressions changed drastically. They did not expect to sense the


    aura of an expert in the Profound Oriental Realm in that white light.


    In the blink of an eye, the white light reflected upon the surrounding walls, significantly brightening the


    night sky.


    The Swordsman narrowed his eyes slightly under the illumination of the white light.


    At the same time, he saw the person within the white light. It was a virtual figure wearing a white martial


    arts suit, surrounded by hundreds of sword forms.


    He was desman Divus… No, this was just his reflection formed by sword forms and spiritual power.


    Divus’ reflection slowly raised his hand, gathering the sword forms around his body into a dazzling


    longsword in his hand.


    The Swordsman squinted his eyes as he grinned ferociously. “So, you’ve healed from your internal


    injuries. If you were actually here, perhaps there would’ve been a chance for us to battle. s, how do


    you expect to fight me with just your projection?”


    Saying that, The Swordsman flicked his wrist and unleashed three shes of de radiance. The


    three-de radiance merged into one and descended with an overwhelming and reality-shattering


    momentum.


    One hand tucked behind his back, Divus brought up his longsword and shed a flurry of sword


    reflections across the sky like the waves of a storm.


    Both Divus’ sword forms and The Swordsman’s de radiance contained a power so frightening that


    Boris’ heart trembled.


    Duncan was dumbstruck by then and did not realize that several sword forms wereing toward him.


    Boris disappeared in a sh before appearing at the edge of the floor near the railing with Duncan.