Victory!
"Third Sword Movement, Floating Flower Sword Rain!" Cale's movements became very slow, but the high-level experts were able to feel something intricate in his actions. It was as if each of Cale's moves contained a different sword dao. Sometimes it was sharp, sometimes it was mild, but all of which were hard to fathom.
Following his shout, countless white petals rained down from the sky. Each petal looked fragile as they slowly descended. Although the petals were moving very slowly, the beast king felt that he could no longer move. 'Shit! What kind of shitty power is this?! It feels like something is binding my body! If this goes on, I will surely be killed by this human! Fuck! Do I really have to burn my blood essence here?!' The beast king cursed inside his head.
Left with no choice, the beast king burned his blood essence to forcefully extricate himself from Cale's third sword movement, but when did so, the white petals in midair turned chaotic.