Thirty minutes. That's all it took for Yi Chen to slay the remaining nine thousand or so Glacial soldiers.
Letting out a deep breath, he glanced at the battlefield that was covered in black shards.
Although swinging his sword in the air for hours had somewhat relaxed his mind…in the end, nothing was as therapeutic as breaking down things which, in this case, were the Glacial soldiers.
"You know what? No matter how many times I see you slay hundreds of them in just a matter of minutes, I still can't help but feel amazed by it. You're really something."
Gao Zhen praised while letting out a soft chuckle.
"It's not like Madam Gao isn't doing well herself. The Black Glacial Soldiers you are capable of summoning right now are twice as strong as the ones we are facing, not to mention your swordsmanship, which has also improved tremendously over the years…
To finally be able to see you successfully slay more than three thousand of those Glacial Soldiers today felt truly satisfying."
