Chapter 3535 Deathcarver Defeated
- The twin blades in Deathcarver's hands, once crossed in an X, now lay shattered in two halves. Clutching the hilts tightly, he stared at the broken blades scattered across the arena floor. His eyes reflected confusion and disbelief.
- "This… How is this possible?"
- For over thirty years, Deathcarver had honed his blade art through relentless practice—enduring the bitter cold of winter and the sweltering heat of summer. He had devoted his entire life to mastering the technique. Yet now, he had been defeated by someone who had seemingly just begun to wield the blade.