Chapter 683 It must be a narrow victory!
Upon hearing the shout of a Cosmic Entity from the twelfth universe, Yason's gaze sharpened, and he stared intently at William.
From the moment of his creation, participating in the battles of the Cosmic Entity guardians, he would face his enemies with just a single strike!
No matter how many sword techniques there are, they're all just showy and unnecessary.
Yason, a swordsmanship master created by the twelfth universe's Cosmic Entity, has only twelve moves, each named after the cosmos, embodying the power of the entire universe. A single strike from him ensures that no guardian of a Cosmic Entity with a Divine Power Value below 40 survives.
Once Yason enters the fray, even guardians of Cosmic Entities with a Divine Power Value of 40 can only die in regret.
And those who are stronger dare not risk confronting him.
Fortunately, the battle of the Cosmic Entity guardians only begins when both Cosmic Entities agree and swear an oath to each other. Otherwise, Yason's single strike could sweep away most of the high-ranking deities in numerous universes.
Poseidon, the Sea God, standing in the stands, looked down and felt the terror of that strike!
Even Zeus's strongest attack, Poseidon's Stormblade, pales in comparison to the power of this strike.
Putting himself in William's position, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice pit. He knew he would die under this strike!
Golden light burst forth from Yason's eyes, with energy surging around him.
The space of their arena was almost equivalent to a separate cosmic space. In an instant, energy surged across tens of thousands of light-years, causing the cores of tens of thousands of stars within the twelfth universe to rapidly contract, yet their volume increased hundreds of times.
Stars that could burn for millions, even tens of millions of years, were on the verge of death in this moment.
Terrifying energy from within the twelfth universe was transmitted to the arena, all converging on Yason's single strike.
There was nothing else to say!
Only this sword!!
As the sword was drawn, Yason's Windblade first exploded with a terrifying sword light, then condensed into a single, tiny point!
This strike, fueled by the burning of tens of thousands of stars and the power of forty divine halos, was formidable!
William stood still, unimpressed. Strong as the strike might be, he believed he could shatter it with a single punch.
Was this strike powerful?
But if he were to shatter Yason's strike with one punch, he feared no one would dare to enter the arena to fight him thereafter.
Fighting a master swordsman really isn't that interesting!
William was looking forward to encountering some new and exciting challengers.
"Ah!" William sighed and decided not to resist, letting the sword pierce his chest. The terrifying power exploded inside him.
It felt warm, kind of like... soaking in a hot spring...
"You ultimately didn't manage to strike!" Yason released the hilt, feeling the life force of the man before him weakening, as if life was slipping away.
"This strike is the culmination of my life's understanding, named Celestial Rift Strike! You're the first to fall to it, state your name!" Yason looked somewhat despondent, speaking as if lonely at the top, "Actually, I really wanted to see you draw your sword. Unfortunately, there's no chance now."
"Call me William the Obliterator!" William still stood there, the Windblade piercing through his chest. The terrifying power capable of destroying several star systems exploded inside him, feeling so exhilarating he almost pulled out a beach chair to lie down and take a nap.
But that would seem too disrespectful to his too weak opponent.
In the end, William chose to cough up a bit of blood, looking at Yason and saying, "I've given my sword away, but if you really want to see, I could show you."
Yason stared at William, whose life force continued to fade, now down to a mere point of Divine Power Value. He realized, "It seems you only forcefully borrowed the power of those divine halos, without truly absorbing it!"
William nodded weakly, genuinely thinking this guy was a genius!
He had indeed collected the power of those divine halos after winning. What use did he have for those things?
From beginning to end, he merely adjusted the intensity of his own energy.
That's all there was to it!
There was no truth to the idea of absorbing the power of the divine halos.
Seeing William in such a weakened state, Yason said, "Your life has reached its end. If you wish to strike one last time, then I will watch!" He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at William from a distance.
It was then that the Cosmic Entities above realized something,they hadn't seen this Stellar Level fighter draw his sword.
As a master swordsman, surely he would want to make a final strike at death's door!
"Honey, lend me a sword!" William stood upright, the sword still lodged in his chest as golden blood dripped down.
He spoke softly.
Alice, still in the Divine Realm, was startled upon hearing William's voice: "If you need it, just take it. Why tell me?"
Whoosh!
The Sword of Soulbreaker flew out from Alice's wrist, crossing through space, passing the edge of the thirteenth universe, and became a beam of light that embedded itself in the arena.
"Wow! Where is this? So many new ingredients!" The Sword Spirit of the Sword of Soulbreaker exclaimed excitedly.
This was a space it had never visited before, so how could it not be thrilled?
To the Sword of Soulbreaker, every creature it saw was an ingredient!
Look at those odd-looking yet delicious beings.
Wow!
Mr. Johnson seems to have found a new paradise!
"This Sword Spirit is quite arrogant!"
"Ha ha ha! Such a spirited Sword Spirit is really interesting!"
"Many from weaker universes don't know their place. It's quite normal! Little thirteen, I'm going to capture this Sword Spirit later, you don't mind, right?" A tall Cosmic Entity looked down at Dolly, completely disregarding the Sword of Soulbreaker, William, and Dolly.
The Cosmic Entities and their guardians found it amusing.
It was just a Sword Spirit, making absurd claims. It probably didn't realize that its master was about to be annihilated, and it would become ownerless.
Dolly looked up at the one above, smiling cheekily: "Do as you wish, please! How could I possibly object?"
That was a Cosmic Entity from the first universe, wielding the power of 19,000 divine halos, naturally beyond Dolly from the twelfth universe.
Upon hearing those words, the Sword Spirit of the Sword of Soulbreaker immediately burst out cursing: "You ingredients, shut up! Take your turns, don't rush to your deaths!"
When it saw a katana stuck in William's chest, it said without a care, "Mr. Johnson, you're acting again! Come on, use me! Hurry up and use me!"
Having been with William for some years, it naturally knows that William can pretend to be evenly matched with anyone. Although being pierced through the chest with a sword is a scene it has never witnessed before, isn't this even more thrilling?
"You're quite the tease!" A smile appeared on William's "pale" face as his hand slowly reached for the sword hilt.
Yason felt something was slightly amiss. Judging by the energy emanating from this man, he really seemed to have just a bit of Divine Power Value left, appearing close to death.
But why did he feel an inexplicable panic in his heart when he saw him grasp the sword?
Right!
That unprecedented sense of crisis!
"Watch my final strike!" William seriously said to Yason, "You better brace yourself, don't die too easily!"
William internally estimated Yason's endurance, believing that he absolutely should not kill him with a single strike.
Yes, he must not achieve an instant kill!
Should he instantly kill him, the remaining Cosmic Entities might not send anyone else down, which would be terribly boring!
A narrow victory!
It must be a narrow victory!
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