C782 Human's Advantage

The sword, heavy as a mountain and steeped in pure darkness, relentlessly pressed forward.

Ye Xu's cultivation was just a hair's breadth from being enough, but it wasn't. Ripples spread from under his feet as he was slowly pushed back.

"This is bad..." The Battle Emperor, standing aboard the Dark Moon Nether Ship, had his expression darken ever so slightly.

Mo Xin