Iron Monarch was taking to the field of battle in very different circumstances than anyone up to this point. Young Master Ling Tian hadn’t had any chance to rest. Furthermore, Iron Monarch’s power index and psychic scale surpassed those of Iron Boxer and Iron Falcon.

In Yang Qi’s estimate, Iron Monarch’s psychic scale was at least ninety-five.

And he was attacking with such ferocity that Young Master Ling Tian hardly had any time to react and was instantly sent stumbling backward.

However, a moment later, saber light flared as Young Master Ling Tian shifted from defense to offense. Burning quintessence-blood and longevity, he thrust his saber out, snapping Iron Monarch’s sword in two. Then he unleashed another devastating saber slash, causing a shining halo to appear around his head.

‘That’s the light of a primeval god skill!’ Yang Qi thought. ‘The Light of the Cutting Edge! I can’t believe this Young Master Ling Tian’s energy arts are at this level. Very formidable. Although, it can’t even come close to my Eternal Heavenly Aria. Can he re...