"Wushang, the War God of Wushen City has accepted your challenge. He has also put forth a condition—it is to be a battle to the death, with no regard for life or death."
In the Skyblood Mine area, at a certain place, two people appeared.
An elder with black hair handed a reply letter to a young man, smiling as he did so.
"Oh? So the War God has accepted it? And he wants a battle to the death with me? I had only intended to defeat him, and perhaps I might have mercifully spared his life. But it seems he is choosing death."
The young man, tall and lean with sharp brows like swords, carried an arrogance that aspired to dominate the world. He spoke in an understated tone.
A Broad Sword was also displayed in front of him.
