Jiang Ding's eyes were blazing as he stared at the Netherworld Ancient Prince before him.
In that instant, he clearly felt as if the person before him had changed into another being; the pure Power Order that surged around him was so beautiful, so intricate, like crystal clear and sparkling water, intoxicating to witness.
This was hard to believe.
Power Order, such a brute force, was actually capable of displaying such elegance and beauty.
In that moment, the impression of the Netherworld Ancient Prince radically transformed.
In the past, he was merely a beast of immense strength, recklessly cleaving and slaughtering in madness, albeit possessing 'pounce, bite and flip'—similar small tricks—but overall, still a beast.
With his clumsy body and crude skills, his immense strength was, to a seasoned hunter, soporific and predictable to a finish, and it was only the professional ethic of a swordsman that still commanded one's full attention.
