"Unyielding Heart's Extreme Battle Intent... So you did receive the War God's legacy."
"And yet, you're a Root Mage."
"You've even grasped an Extreme Intent of your own."
"And on top of that..."
He looked at the War Spear in Lu Cang's hands. Countless souls now swirled around it, constantly maintaining its strength and protecting it from harm.
"You're a Death Priest, too."
"This is really... the first time I've met such an interesting opponent."
Lu Cang spoke calmly as well. "I, on the other hand, am quite curious how you survived just now."
"Heh heh..."
"After living nine lifetimes, how could I not have a few tricks up my sleeve to stay alive?"
The youth sneered.
But he refused to tell Lu Cang the real reason.
Lu Cang sighed inwardly. 'He's usually so chatty, but now of all times, he clams up.'
"Since you say Sword Saints are a dime a dozen..."
A Magic Staff materialized in the hand of the white-haired, red-eyed youth.
