Sachin looked at Severin with a solemn expression. He then said grimly, "Everyone underestimated you."
With a subtle gesture, Sachin raised his hand. A dazzling light emanated from it and turned into a bronze halberd. The weapon stretched nine feet long, boasting a dragon-headed blade with sharp edges on both ends. Its bronze sheen exuded a formidable aura, marking it as a premier spiritual artifact.
Upon summoning that spiritual treasure, Sachin prepared to mount another attack. His desire for battle manifested explosively and shot up into the sky. The sheer force of his abilities tore open the void, causing the elements to gush forth. The pressure produced a dent of several inches on the ground beneath him.
Sachin glared intently at Severin and said with an eerie calm, "I will end your life for interfering with the affairs of my sacred land."
In a swift motion, Sachin's halberd descended and transformed into a divine beam that spanned thousands of feet. At that moment, the world seemed to have lost its luster at the dimming radiance.
Severin kept his cool after seeing Sachin raise his hand. He channeled his thoughts and conjured the Oculus Blade from the depths of his inner world. As he wielded the blade, his aura changed tremendously and turned sharp like a sword readying itself for battle. The strong sword energy extended several thousand miles wide, making everyone's skin tingle.
"Slash!" Severin commanded softly.
The Oculus Blade, which had been imbued with sentience, quivered in his grasp. The boundless divine light merged into a formidable sword beam that cleaved effortlessly through space.
A piercing sound resounded and the entire void seemed to have been sliced open like a hot knife to butter. The light from Sachin's halberd was destroyed by the sword beam from Severin's Oculus Blade. With the sword beam fast approaching, Sachin raised his halberd to shield himself while conjuring a protective barrier of spiritual energy. Alas, the shield had barely been able to materialize when the weight of an entire mountain seemed to bear down upon him. Blood trickled from his lips, and his eyes widened in realization. "A level-five protective divine weapon!"
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