Suddenly, the First Seat began to suspect whether this was a trap set against him; there were already too many Seekers of Glory present today.
As he pondered this thought, darkness fell upon him, and immediately a gigantic boulder crashed down like a meteor. The First Seat raised his sword and split the boulder, but within the boulder were countless millions of other boulders encircling Xilin. At Xilin's will, they relentlessly pounded the First Seat, leaving him gasping for breath and smashing the wayward path into a thousand holes.
"Xilin!"
Amidst the thunderous impact, the First Seat's plea rang out as he grovelled on the ground.
"I submit to you... I submit to you..."
Xilin gazed coldly at him, the Cross Sword Light flickering as he approached the First Seat from afar. Seeing him in this state, Xilin suddenly laughed.
