Chapter 168: Rich Spoils

Ninth-Rank Grandmasters had Body Shields and bodies so tough that blades and bullets could hardly harm them. Even a point-blank pistol shot rarely left a mark. But Stefan Zimmerman's Flying Sword was no ordinary weapon; it was a treasure forged by ancient sword immortals. With his vast magical power surging through it, the blade shattered ten men's Body Shields in a heartbeat and punched through their throats. "How… how is that possible?!" The ten Elders of the Sparnan Sect clutched their necks...