The man with the dark expression was extremely confident. He felt that he wasn't far from pulling the Divine Sword from the ground.
Sweat was dripping down his forehead; this was a tough and "evenly matched" battle. As such, he had to exert all of his strength in order to gain just the slightest of advantages. However, even though this was a strenuous battle, he was still brimming with pride.
Only a Divine Sword like this was worthy of being his weapon!
He roared loudly, and his aura suddenly increased explosively. He was going to subdue this Divine Sword with one final tug!
Sure enough, the aura of the Divine Demon Sword continued to fall. After a while, the man possessed an overwhelming advantage over the Divine Demon Sword.
He couldn't help but feel overjoyed. However, just as he was about to pull the Divine Sword from the ground, a burst of irresistible power suddenly erupted from the sword.
Peng!