"Master Zhao, use more force, keep going, kill him!""Great!"Zhao Changhai narrowed his eyes slightly, touching his wrist to the sword. Blood welled up instantly, flowing down the blade and mixing wit..."We did it!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!"My God, I actually broke through!""The master is mighty, look! It's still rising!"The disciple and the alchemists' eyes...