A profound sense of shame surged within the Swordsaint.
There was a time when he was a lofty Saint, revered wherever he went. Even Supreme Realm experts, let alone Heavenly Kings, would grovel and tremble at his feet. Yet at this moment, facing Su Han, who was merely in the Heavenly King Realm, he was defeated. He was sent flying by a single slash and coughed up fresh blood as his injuries grew ever more severe.
This… this was simply inconceivable!
The injuries within his body grew heavier, and his spiritual energy had bottomed out. The Forbidden Curse Poison had yet to be lifted and continued to weaken his strength. Clenching his teeth, he refused to submit, much less be defeated and killed so easily.
