Soul Devourer's face contorted so violently it seemed his skin might split. Shame and fury gnawed at his spirit like venomous serpents, leaving his emerald eyes swimming in humiliation.
"Mr. Vayne...That young man is no ordinary opponent." The words grated from Soul Devourer's throat, each syllable torn loose by pride too wounded to stay silent.
"He wields chaotic celestial energy, the primordial power from the dawn of creation. It can give birth to all things and return them all to nothingness. On top of that, the Golden Dragon Bloodline flows within him. His body rivals the primeval Golden Dragons, and his regeneration borders on the absurd..."
"He cultivates the Earthfire True Scripture, and that Earthfire True Flame devours demonic techniques like mine."
With every admission, resentment thickened his voice. "The combination of these three is terrifying, and the combat power generated is enough to strike above one's rank, even against a High Immortal. l... I simply was momentarily careless and fell victim to his bizarre, chaotic sword intent..."
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