Wind and thunder erupted!
Liang Cheng’s slash was faster than anyone could have imagined.
With his Wind and Thunder Slash at the Minor Success Realm, amplified by his Perfect Dao Foundation, Liang Cheng unleashed a power far beyond that of his peers.
The blade had yet to arrive, but the razor-sharp wind from the slash had already ripped a hole in the altar’s bloody light, aimed straight at the Grey Robe Guardian’s face.
"Arrogant!"
The Grey Robe Guardian roared, but he dared not meet the slash head-on and slid backward. At the same time, the two mysterious, black-robed Ghost-faced Men flanking him finally moved.
Their movement, however, was eerie. The two moved in perfect sync, like marionettes, showing no signs of life.
Then, four black-scaled hands shot out at once. A dark red light gathered in their palms, materializing into four substantial, blood-red claw apparitions. Striking from both sides, they sealed off the path of Liang Cheng’s saber and clawed for the vital points on his ribs.
Before the claw apparitions even reached him, a bone-chilling, corrosive blood-qi washed over him. The momentum of Liang Cheng’s saber didn’t waver, but his left hand shot out like lightning, balling into a fist as a faint golden light flashed across it for an instant.
Fierce Bull Force: Mountain-Breaking Strike!
BANG! BANG!
Two muffled thuds erupted almost simultaneously!
The claw apparition from the mysterious Ghost-faced Man on the left was shattered by the force of the punch. The black-robed figure was sent stumbling backward, several black scales on its arm cracking from the impact and oozing a dark red, viscous liquid.
But at the same time, the claw apparition from the mysterious Ghost-faced Man on the right dug solidly into Liang Cheng’s ribs. The Grey Robe Guardian’s eyes lit up at the sight.
SCREEECH—
An ear-piercing scraping sound followed, as if metal were grinding on metal.
Liang Cheng’s robes shredded, but the skin beneath shimmered with a soft, pale golden light. The blood-red claws scraped against it, leaving only four shallow white marks, unable to penetrate an inch deeper.
If Liang Cheng hadn’t reached the Great Success level in the Golden Armor Realm, allowing him to ignore the claw’s force, an ordinary True Qi Realm Martial Artist would have already had their body invaded by the Blood Erosion Force, sustaining an injury that would be difficult to heal.
In that very instant!
The downward momentum of the Zhenxian Saber in Liang Cheng’s right hand was spent, but he abruptly switched from a chop to an upward slash. The blade traced an uncanny arc, cutting diagonally upward toward the neck of the black-robed Ghost-faced Man on the right!
Wind and Thunder Slash: Shocking Thunder Return!
THWACK!
The blade bit into flesh, but it wasn’t the expected sound of slicing through meat. Instead, the sound was incredibly muffled, like cutting into tough leather and rotted stuffing.
A ghost-masked head flew into the air, and what sprayed from the stump of its neck was not fresh blood, but a pungent, acrid-smelling, dark red ooze!
The Grey Robe Guardian’s pupils contracted. ’A Blood Puppet couldn’t even take one of his slashes?!’
’These Blood Puppets are created from the bodies of Martial Artists using a Secret Technique, infused with Blood Evil Crystals and Demon Beast Materials. Their bodies are far tougher than others of the same level, they feel no pain, and they don’t fear death. Each one has the combat strength of a True Qi Realm Early Stage practitioner!’
’And Liang Cheng beheaded it with a single slash?’
Liang Cheng’s momentum didn’t stop. He used the force from slaying one Blood Puppet to spin, his Zhenxian Saber leaving a pale-blue afterimage as he swept like a whirlwind toward the other Blood Puppet that had been knocked back!
But in the next moment, the headless Puppet, completely unaffected, continued its attack. Liang Cheng’s eyes widened in shock. ’How bizarre.’ He withdrew his saber to defend.
The Grey Robe Guardian, casting aside his dignity, thrust both hands forward. His fingers curled into claws as his grey-black True Qi, shot through with threads of blood, condensed into ten vicious streams of Qi Force that clawed at Liang Cheng’s back from afar!
Blood-Eroding Claw: Ten-Finger Soul-Chaser!
As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Liang Cheng’s Wandering Dragon Step flowed naturally. His body moved like a willow catkin in the wind, and in the nick of time, he drifted three feet to the left. The ten streams of Blood-Eroding Claw Force grazed past his right shoulder and carved ten deep gouges into the rock wall behind him. The stone sizzled, wisps of green smoke rising as it corroded.
Meanwhile, Liang Cheng’s saber had already used the momentum to reach the Headless Blood Puppet, and he slashed down to cleave it in two. ’Let’s see you get back up from that.’
Just as it steadied itself, the Headless Blood Puppet faced the unavoidable slash. It made no move to dodge, instead crossing its arms to block while a foul-smelling blood arrow shot from its neck stump straight at Liang Cheng’s face!
Trading injury for injury!
Liang Cheng’s eyes were ice-cold. He neither dodged nor yielded, his blade continuing its ferocious descent!
CLANG—CRACK!
The ear-piercing sound of the clash and of bones shattering rang out at once. The black scales on the Blood Puppet’s arms were completely shattered, its forearm bones mostly severed by the blade.
As for the blood arrow, he pushed his Wandering Dragon Step to its limit, spinning to narrowly avoid the attack. Pressing his advantage, Liang Cheng flicked his wrist, his saber tracing a path up the Blood Puppet’s shattered arm and striking for its chin.
At that moment, the Grey Robe Guardian pounced with frantic abandon. His claws stirred up a fetid wind as he completely disregarded his own defense, every strike aimed at Liang Cheng’s vital points to force him onto the defensive.
The other Blood Puppet clawed silently at Liang Cheng’s flank.
Liang Cheng fought one against three, pushing his Wandering Dragon Step to the limit as he weaved and dodged within the confined space. The gleam of his saber and the shadows of their claws intertwined in a chaotic blur.
He used his exquisite Body Technique to evade the brunt of their attacks, his saber always finding an opening to inflict another wound on the heavily damaged Blood Puppet.
He was waiting.
After several exchanges, Liang Cheng had spotted an opening: every time the Grey Robe Guardian used his Blood-Eroding Claw at full power, his aura would falter for an instant!
Finally, he seized his chance. The moment his opponent attacked with full force again—that brief instant of vulnerability when old power is spent and new has yet to rise—Liang Cheng erupted with all his might, and the sounds of wind and thunder roared in unison.
The Headless Blood Puppet was cleaved open from chest to stomach, its body split in two. The halves flew backward and crashed into the cultists of the Blood Evil Array, knocking them down like a row of dominoes.
The Blood Puppet’s remains knocked over three Black Banners. With three of its nine corners now missing, the Array immediately fell into disarray, and the blood-red light on the altar dimmed slightly.
’This is it!’
A sharp light burst from Liang Cheng’s eyes. The nine True Qi Seeds within his body vibrated in unison as the True Qi of his Broken Wave Technique erupted like a flash flood. The pale blue light on his Zhenxian Saber flared brilliantly, and the sound of wind and thunder grew sharp and frantic!
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