Chapter 6031 Primal Origin Breath
- Momentum flipped in a heartbeat. The duel that had begun as a test was now a rout.
- After a whirlwind hundred rounds, Venerable Glacier found himself cornered, guard high, breath shallow.
- The Ice Crystal Longsword dulled under spreading grey veins, chains snapping in midair. Three deep wounds carved across his torso refused to close.