Cultivation with a System in the Modern World
Flames instantly coiled around the blade like a living serpent, and within seconds, the familiar, deadly aura of the Hellfire Sword returned—its crimson and black flames licking at the air, warping the space around them.
Zyler snorted in disdain and launched forward without hesitation. His grotesque tendril sword glistened with an unnatural sheen, twitching unnaturally as if it had a mind of its own. “These petty tricks won’t work on me, Danial!” he barked mid-charge.
Danial saw the blur too late. Zyler was already upon him, his grotesque tendril-like sword arcing downward in a heavy slash. Danial met it head-on, his flaming blade intercepting the attack with a deafening clang. The impact wa