Chapter 688 - 400: One Punch to Subdue the Nine Netherworld! One Strike to Break the Inner Realm!_2
But under this sword strike, even Prince Zhen Nan, a God Lord at Creation Peak, possessing three Old God’s Magical Objects and the might equivalent to a Human Martial Saint, felt an incomparably strong sense of threat.
Moreover, the utilization of the blade’s glow—condensing, dispersing, even vanishing—was accomplished with just a thought, an inconceivably high level of mastery.
"The Saint Master, endowed with the Human Clan’s Great Luck, remains unharmed even in such a deadly ambush."
Prince Zhen Nan couldn’t help but express his heartfelt admiration.
Yet as his voice fell, a mocking laugh was heard from the nearby White Ape: "My lord has cultivated tirelessly, practicing day and night for years, to achieve such skill. And you dismiss his efforts as mere Great Luck?"
"Cutting down great enemies this time is true skill, genuine strength, not some stroke of fortunate luck!"
"Constantly talking about Great Luck, ignoring my lord’s years of painstaking cultivation—you’re clearly praising him with hidden mockery!"
"I am well-versed in the Human Clan’s scheming arts; such subtle rhetoric, thinking you can deceive me?"
The Little White Ape stood tall, saying, "So, this is how the Holy Alliance views my lord? Do you truly see my lord as nothing more than a brute blessed by some flicker of luck?"
It snorted coldly, its gaze toward Prince Zhen Nan full of hostility.
Beside it, Prince Zhen Nan’s deputy general along with many elite troops all showed drastic changes in facial expressions.