Chapter 843: Exhausted
Glen didn’t hold back. He lifted the Azure Thunder Sword and brought it crashing down, and in that instant, the entire sky above Max transformed. It wasn’t just lightning—no, it looked like a vast sea of thunder had been flipped upside down and poured toward him.
Thousands of bolts intertwined, forming rivers of electricity that all converged on Max. Glen himself dived down right behind the attack, his body wrapped in thunderous force, adding even more weight to the blow. Though it was only a basic sword strike, the sheer force, precision, and mastery made it as terrifying as a divine technique.
Max’s face hardened. He could feel the incredible pressure bearing down on him—both from Glen’s cultivation and from his sheer swordsmanship. He didn’t dare to be careless. With a deep breath, he activated Dragon Scales Transformation.
Instantly, black glowing scales coated his body like a divine armor. His physical power surged, and the air around him trembled. Then, without hesitation, he swung his Blue Dragon Sword upward, its edge wrapped in the power of his level 2 severing sword concept, executing the signature move of his Severing Flow Sword Art.
A tremendous explosion shook the entire volcano.
Lightning clashed against sword light, thunder collided with severing force. Max stood at the center of the chaos, resisting the thunderstorm with brute force. But even though the lightning couldn’t harm him—thanks to his own comprehension of level 2 lightning concept—he made a split-second decision.
He let the force push him backward, acting as though he was overwhelmed. With a loud boom, he flung himself away, crashing against the mountainside. The impact sent chunks of rock flying. Max landed heavily, dust rising around him. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he groaned, clutching his side.
It was all an act.
Inside, his energy churned and swirled violently, but he wasn’t truly injured. Yet to Glen’s eyes, Max now appeared battered and vulnerable.
"You really disappoint me by being so weak," Glen said with a sneer, his voice echoing coldly through the scorched volcanic air. He slowly shook his head and let out a sigh, almost like a teacher dismayed by a failed student.