Aoda Sasaki hovered proudly ten meters above the ground, but Uncle Drake backed a few dozen meters away. A long, deep sword wound appeared in front of his chest.

Fresh blood flowed out of the wound.

Uncle Drake was nearly killed by a single sword slash.

“Old friend, you’re no longer a worthy opponent of mine,” Aoda said.

“You’re not Aoda Sasaki anymore,” replied Uncle Drake while he looked at his sword wound.

Aoda shook his head. “I’m still me, but stronger! My old friend, you ought to know that this realm is limited by worldly rules. The chances of taking the next step are close to zero! I’d been cultivating in isolation for twenty years, but I haven’t improved at all. But now, I can easily make a breakthrough. Old friend, why don’t you let me lead you in joining my ranks? Become a Void Shattering expert with me.”

Dragon stripes appeared around Uncle Drake’s wound.

Soon, his wound recovered.

After chanting a secret spell, Uncle Drake’s imposing aura transformed once again.

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