"Nani?"
"Ru... Rukawa-kun?"
"He... he disappeared?"
"An... an instant kill?!!"
"That guy, 3587... with a single strike?"
"Just now... what was that transparent flash of light?!"
"Intent... That was definitely the power of the Intent Realm! Impossible! Before, he was clearly..."
"Baka!!! It's an illusion! Did the system glitch?!"
A brief, deathly silence was followed by the entire livestream chat erupting.
An uproar! It was like a hornet's nest had been kicked. Doubts, screams, disbelieving howls, and cries to find the bug flooded the entire virtual space!
In the center of the arena.
The pale gleam of the blade faded.
Li Wen held his final, desperate swinging posture. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and sweat streamed down his face.
The utter emptiness from having burned through his Primordial Spirit's power, coupled with a searing, tearing pain, crashed against his sea of consciousness like a tsunami, threatening to rip him apart.
