Chapter 348: Not Bad for a Sword I Forged!

Daxton Mabbett snickered. Concealment Art? What Concealment Art? In front of his Grand Void Art, it was child's play. He had long since cultivated the Grand Void Art to Grand Completion. He even had a grasp of space itself. A mere Concealment Art wanted to fool him? The blood-clothed woman narrowed her eyes, clearly displeased with his attitude. "The way you're acting… are you looking down on me?" Daxton met her gaze. "You can drop the 'are you.'" Looking down on her? Sorry. He was looking...