Bai Li Changqing gripped Jiemie tightly, continuing to swing the sword in a flurry of attacks. Countless blades kept coming at him, relentlessly.
Clang, clang, clang—
Wielding his sword, Bai Li Changqing deflected them all with swift, fluid movements.
Crack—
In the next instant, a war blade was sent flying by Bai Li Changqing's strike, shattering into countless pieces with a sharp crack!
Pfft—
At that moment, a Martial King spat out blood, his entire body convulsing as if severely injured.
"So that's how it works," Bai Li Changqing muttered with a cold smile as he observed the scene. He realized that these Martial Kings had infused their mental energy into their weapons. Once their weapons were destroyed, the backlash from the broken connection would severely wound them.
Normally, with such sturdy weapons, these warriors would never worry about them shattering. But today, they faced the indomitable sharpness of Jiemie.
Phantom Dance!
With a thought, Bai Li Changqing activated the sword's skill again, effortlessly deflecting the incoming blades with a series of rapid strikes.
Crack, crack, crack—
Soon, the sound of shattering blades filled the air once more. Many of the war blades exploded into fragments.
"Impossible..." the Marquis gasped, his eyes wide in disbelief. The strongest, hardest materials had been used to forge the weapons of these Martial Kings. Yet, within a short exchange, they were all shattered by the sword in this man's hand.
Without their weapons, these Martial Kings were significantly weakened. The Marquis' expression darkened at the realization.
"Kill him! Kill him now!" he shouted, his voice tinged with desperation.
Bai Li Changqing swung Jiemie horizontally, and in an instant, the remaining war blades were obliterated.
Pfft—
More Martial Kings spat blood, each one grievously injured.
"Hurry! Kill him!" the Marquis yelled again, panic creeping into his voice.
Despite their numbers, despite the Shadow Guards being elite Martial Kings, they were being slaughtered.
Boom—
At that moment, the remaining Martial Kings unleashed their full power, enveloping themselves in dense layers of source energy, like protective armor. One of them shot his palms forward.
Boom—
A wave of fiery energy surged toward Bai Li Changqing, blazing with terrifying intensity.
"Hmph." Bai Li Changqing let out a cold snort. Without flinching, he swung Jiemie through the flames, slicing them in half.
The flames dissipated instantly.
"Impossible!" the Marquis's eyes widened even further, shock etched across his face. Could this sword even cleave through martial techniques?
As the Marquis struggled to process the scene, Bai Li Changqing was already moving. In a flash, he charged at one of the bleeding Martial Kings.
With a single, lightning-fast strike from Jiemie, Bai Li Changqing cleaved through the air toward the Martial King.
The Martial King's pupils shrank in terror, but he had no time to evade. His only option was to reinforce his body with a shield of source energy.
Boom—
But the moment Jiemie made contact, the energy shield was split open, and the Martial King's body was cut in two.
[Killed Martial King. Gained 1,000,000 evolution points.]
[Absorbed Martial King's blood essence. Gained 100 energy points.]
…
As the notifications flowed in, Jiemie greedily absorbed the blood of the fallen Martial King. The residual source energy from the dead warrior was also consumed by the sword, a portion of it flowing into Bai Li Changqing, restoring his vitality.
His pale face flushed with color once more, invigorated by the energy being funneled into him. As long as the enemies he killed were strong enough, the balance of energy and blood he absorbed would sustain his Bloodthirsty Frenzy indefinitely.
"Stay back and keep your distance!" one of the remaining Martial Kings shouted in panic.
In the blink of an eye, Bai Li Changqing had slain a Martial King with a single sword strike. The sheer terror of what they had just witnessed made the other Martial Kings instinctively retreat.
Now at a distance, they unleashed a barrage of martial techniques—winds, lightning, flames, and other elemental forces all surged toward Bai Li Changqing from every direction.
Boom, boom, boom—
The air crackled with the violent sounds of energy colliding and exploding. But Bai Li Changqing remained rooted in place, his cold eyes unwavering.
There was no room to dodge these attacks from all directions. But that didn't matter.
He would simply cut them down.
Phantom Dance once again!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
With rapid, precise movements, Bai Li Changqing swung Jiemie, cleaving apart every martial technique that came his way. The seemingly unstoppable forces were all sliced into countless fragments, disintegrating under the power of his blade.
Eighth-Level Martial Technique: Flashing Backstab!
In the blink of an eye, Bai Li Changqing's form flickered, reappearing behind another Martial King.
With a flurry of strikes, he slashed at the armored warrior. Even the toughest armor was no match for Jiemie.
[Killed Martial King. Gained 1,000,000 evolution points.]
[Absorbed Martial King's blood essence. Gained 100 energy points.]
…
Another Martial King fell, cleaved into pieces by Bai Li Changqing's blade.
The warriors guarding the Marquis stared in wide-eyed horror. Their expressions were filled with disbelief.
The elite Shadow Guards—powerful, highly trained Martial Kings—were being cut down one after another.