"The dust in the forest is so deep, who would have thought a silent, nameless person could possess such terrifying combat power?" a clan leader sighed.
People believed that just methods of battle equate to equal strength, but the Time God did not think so. He knew he had merely lost a little. When he thought of this, the Time God looked grim. He was in the Divine Domain, though at the peak of the demigod state. No, it should be said the state after a demigod forced him to this point. If it were spread, he'd become a joke.
The Time God was burning with rage inside. He did not want to become a stepping stone for the renowned Forest Dust.
"Time Killing Sword."
As the Time God tossed his grand sleeves, magical power surged forth, the void was incessantly twisted, and a dense stream of Sword Qi, like thousands of unstoppable arrows, shredded the space it passed through.
