The unparalleled gleam of the blade was already descending upon Jiang Chen's neck.
The faces of Pei Yidao and Zhuge Tao were alight with ecstatic joy. With this strike, Jiang Chen's head would surely roll!
"Die!"
A look of vengeful glee erupted in Pei Yidao's eyes.
The image of Pei Yuanhua, his only son who had grown up by his side, surfaced in his mind.
Memories of his face and the sound of his laughter filled his thoughts.
Ever since learning of Pei Yuanhua's death, not a moment went by when Pei Yidao didn't think of avenging his son.
Today...
'Finally, my wish will be fulfilled!'
"Little Pei, I have finally avenged you!" A look of pure satisfaction surged across Pei Yidao's face.
The muscles on his arms bulged instantly, veins coiling around them like horned dragons. He channeled a terrifying surge of power into his Battle Blade.
"A sharp blade, and fast too. What a pity... you're still too slow."
