'It's over.'
Gazing into the distance, he saw the enemy's corpse, sliced in two, fall limply from mid-air to the ground.
Shen Changchuan let out a long sigh of relief.
He was breathing heavily.
Clearly, that series of techniques had taken a significant toll on him.
Although Shen Changchuan had seemed to crush his enemy with overwhelming ease,
making it look incredibly simple,
in reality,
the consecutive bursts of power had pushed his use of the Magical Power within him to its absolute limit.
Whether it was the twelve-fold Sword Light Technique unleashed in the span of a breath, or the subsequent chain of Magic like the Light Body Technique, Swift Shadow Technique, and Giant Sword Technique,
unleashing them all in such a short period
placed immense pressure on his Dantian Meridians due to the massive demand for Magical Power output.
