The King of Mad Sabers put away his son's corpse, looked around at the Black Rakshasas still continuously closing in, raised his blade, and charged straight at them. He cared not at all whether he could make it out alive; his mind was consumed entirely by thoughts of vengeance.
Boom, boom, boom...
For a time, a succession of muffled explosions echoed from the back of the Secret Realm. Terrifying shockwaves swept across a range of tens of thousands of meters, and wherever they passed, the Black Rakshasas shattered into pieces, unable even to perform the most basic dodging maneuvers.
Chapter 892