"You mongrel!"
"Scum!"
Seeing the truth, the Master of Rain turned red-eyed, cursing bitterly: "You're a Human Race Swordsman, equal to a Divine Son, and you've infiltrated the Xingtian Dao Court just to kill me?"
"Have you lost your mind?"
"Huh?"
His heart was filled with despair, furious to the point of madness.
Though Human Race Sword Cultivators were known for being Sword Madmen, he had neither seen nor heard of one such as this.
To infiltrate the core of a Supreme power alone, simply to kill a Heavenly Human Rank enemy, was utterly irrational!
Even more absurd was that this person was targeting him.
"Three swords."
"You will lose."
"Yu Zidao, a filthy Sky-devouring Toad."
Dari Swordsman said calmly: "This is supreme glory, a glory you're unworthy of."
"Yet I still decide to bestow it upon you, because I need you neither dead nor alive, and need you as a prototype to evaluate the combat power of Xingtian Dao Court's Divine Sons."
