Chapter 1681

After the explosion, it was chaotic at the base of the mountain. However, it was eerily silent on top of the mountain.

When the dust settled, the whole top of Quandary Mountain was bald. It was as if a typhoon had torn through the top.

The Scenic Monastery was nothing but rubble, and most of the plants were uprooted.

Even Cesar and Elder Shade, who were observing from the side, had to retreat further to avoid the aftermath of the explosion.

At this moment, Seth stood quietly in the middle of the mountaintop. The Dragon Sparrow Sword glittered and floated in front of him.

A few yards away, Frost's shimmering blue sword was stuck to the ground while he looked very pale.

The skin between his thumb and index finger was slashed open, and fresh blood dripped onto the rock. His arms were trembling involuntarily.

"Frost Bane, you've lost," Seth said casually.

"Your sword skills are amazing, but unfortunately, you're still not too weak."

"Who said I lost?"

With a determined look,