The silver lotus hanging above the battlefield continued descending with unstoppable momentum. Its countless petals illuminating the sky above Nine Lotus Academy until day and night seemed to merge together.
Every spectator could feel the terrifying life energy contained within it, and many older warriors unconsciously stood from their seats because they understood exactly how dangerous Emma's final attack had become.
This was no longer a technique designed merely to defeat an opponent. It was the culmination of years of resentment, years of loneliness, years of unanswered questions condensed into a single strike.
Emma knew it.
Tony knew it.
Neither looked away.
The distance separating them wasn't measured in meters anymore. It was measured in years.
The enormous silver lotus reflected within Tony's eyes as he slowly drew a breath. The dragon aura surrounding him stopped expanding and instead began condensing inward.
