Chapter 2185

Isaiah was like a madman, desperately channeling his Zen Aura, veins bulging on his arms, but the sword seemed nailed in place, unmoving. Looking into Amelia's calm eyes, a chill shot from his feet to his head, as if he were plunged into an icy abyss, his whole body freezing.
Amelia looked at his discomposed state and spoke calmly: "Your sword is too impatient. On the path of cultivation, one must be undistracted. You are obsessed, your sword heart is in chaos—how can you defeat me?"
"Nonsense!" Isaiah roared, his madness intensifying: "My sword heart is clear, how could I be obsessed? Today, I will defeat you!"