Chapter 302 A Desperate Situation from Within and Without

The air in the Black Dragon Hall was no longer air. It was a whetstone, and Miyamoto Musashi’s killing intent was the blade being sharpened upon it. Every molecule screamed with pressure, every shadow writhed with a palpable sense of doom. His declaration, "This hall is your tomb," was not a threat, but a statement of perceived fact. Julian Augustus met the swordsman's gaze, his own eyes like chips of obsidian. He felt the insidious chill of Ku Jianghan’s presence slithering at the edges...