“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants. “From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” “Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!” His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered. He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart!
Hoult, as the Astral Ancestor's grand disciple, appeared very much at ease. Since he had the best skills among all one hundred Knights, the space he had chosen was also bigger.
The level 29 Superior Divine Weapon 'Crimson Fire' in his hand had transformed into a huge dragon made of high-temperature flames which were hundreds of meters long, and which had encompassed the surfaces around him.
Any ferocious beasts which came within a thirty meter radius of him turned into balls of fire, crying out in agony as they rolled on the ground. This was the power of a level 29 Superior Divine Weapon. It was almost as if he had the help of a Conferred Knight.
He could even see through the huge flame dragon’s eyes, witnessing first-hand what was happening far away.