This Is Entering the Dao Through Slaughter? Laughable!

Blade and sword crisscrossed in fierce collision! The shattering of the void across the firmament grew increasingly terrifying. Almost in unison, the two unleashed their respective origin energy domains! "Geng Metal Hundred Kills!" "Sword Prison!" Boom! Boom! Li Guanqi acted a step ahead of Luo Changqing, shifting Luo Siyang directly into his own domain. Sharp Geng Metal power and the Thunder Sword Prison carrying an aura of destruction erupted midair in an instant. The two forces ground violently against each other in the sky! Carrying his wine flagon and a plate of melon seeds, Qin Wushang retreated several hundred zhang once more, using the power of his origin energy domain to envelop a ten-zhang perimeter around himself. "Good grief, they're really fired up now?" "Others aren't going to be drawn here in a bit, are they?" "That would make things truly lively." No sooner had the words left his mouth than a tremendous roar rang out. Luo Changqing was violently blasted back several hundred zhang! His arms were trembling involuntarily, blood steadily dripping from the split webbing of his hand down the length of his saber. Li Guanqi had a wound on his shoulder deep enough to show bone, blood staining his robe red. Yet glancing higher, several savage sword wounds marred Luo Changqing's chest. A palm-long gash ran across his neck—had he not dodged swiftly, that strike would have severed his throat. Who was stronger and who was weaker was clear at a glance. Luo Changqing's gaze was piercing as he licked the blood from the corner of his lips, the metallic taste filling his mouth. His deep eyes remained fixed on Li Guanqi, who stood proud and aloft, his expression exceedingly grave. "I still underestimated you." "I took you for nothing more than a pampered scion sheltered by his elders. Now it seems my vision was far too narrow." With that, Luo Changqing murmured in self-mockery, "Then again, how could someone who carved out the name of the Yanluo Sword with his own bloody efforts ever be so shallow..." Li Guanqi merely watched him in silence, utterly unconcerned with how others viewed him. Luo Changqing slowly peeled off his blue-purple upper robe, revealing a lean, muscular torso covered in scars. Tensing every muscle in his body, he gripped his saber and said chillingly, "Useless though that good-for-nothing may be, always stirring up trouble..." "He is still my younger brother after all." "Since a fight is unavoidable, let's take this seriously!" Suddenly! Qin Wushang, who had been spectating from afar, changed countenance and warned in a deep voice, "Luo Changqing, think carefully before you strike!" "Once you truly go all out, neither of you will be able to pull back!" "Apologize to him now, and there might still be room to turn this around!" A blood-drenched phantom abruptly materialized behind Luo Changqing, and an overwhelmingly terrifying saber intent surged around him. Glancing at Qin Wushang, he sneered, "In battles between cultivators, so what if one accidentally kills the other?" Qin Wushang shook his head helplessly. "You really are a damned blockhead..." "Does he honestly think I'm worried he'll kill Li Guanqi?" At his wit's end, Qin Wushang shrugged and sent Li Guanqi a voice transmission: "Be careful." "Out of all of us candidates, this guy is the only one who entered the Dao through slaughter." Li Guanqi sneered, a derisive scoff slipping past his lips. "Entering the Dao through slaughter?" Boom! A frightful surge of saber intent shot into the heavens! As Luo Changqing's coercive aura spread, the entire world seemed washed in a layer of crimson. A sickening stench of blood assaulted the nostrils. A red glint flickered in Luo Changqing's eyes, and around him seemed to loom a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Within ten li, the vegetation gradually withered, as though its spirit energy had been drained away by the bloodlight. Across ten thousand zhang centered on the two, demon beasts fled in terror in every direction, the stampede shaking the earth incessantly. Sensing this horrifying killing intent, even Qin Wushang could not help but frown. And what made him frown most was an extraordinary presence he detected! "Could he... have also stepped into the third tier of Spirit Comprehension recently?" Qin Wushang looked down at the faint, fine blade marks appearing on the back of his hand, his brow furrowing slightly. This power had actually pierced through the barrier he had casually erected, affecting him. Seeing Li Guanqi standing there, seemingly dazed, Luo Changqing could not resist mocking, "Surrender now and it won't be too late. I might spare your life." Li Guanqi turned to look at Qin Wushang, holding the withered branch in his left hand. Turning sideways to point at Luo Changqing, he asked with genuine bewilderment, "This is entering the Dao through slaughter?" Luo Changqing muttered in a chilling voice, "Are you looking down on me?" Li Guanqi shrugged and stated bluntly, "Not entirely stupid, then. Yes, I do look down on you." The moment the words fell, an eruption of killing intent far more immense and oppressive than Luo Changqing's burst forth with a thunderous roar! In an instant, Li Guanqi's eyes were bloodshot, and a burst of dark crimson light exploded from his body! The power of the Sword Ruins merged into him, and all three Sword Ruins abilities flared to life at once! Yet the three abilities did not grant Li Guanqi any tangible boost; they merely unleashed a sliver of the aura belonging to the projection of the sword spirit's true body within the Sword Ruins. Boom! Ripples of dark crimson light spread outward like disturbances on a lake's surface. Being closest to Li Guanqi, Luo Changqing stiffened entirely, as if plunged into an icy abyss! Immediately following, phantoms of the blood souls of powerhouse after powerhouse manifested beside Li Guanqi one by one. Shrill, piercing shrieks emanated from the purple-black miniature pagoda at Li Guanqi's waist, lightning and electric arcs crackling without cease. Thousands of souls within writhed, roared, and suffered through the torment of thunderous retribution... A fully crimson phantom stood serenely behind Li Guanqi, while a supremely potent sword intent at the Sword Soul Realm soared straight into the clouds! A streak of bloodlight seemed to pierce through the heavy, dark clouds! Lightning flashed in Li Guanqi's left hand. As primal energy surged, he used the withered branch as bone and his energy as the blade, shaping a four-foot sword of lightning. Li Guanqi fixed his icy gaze upon Luo Changqing, his blade angled toward the space between the man's brows. Standing tall and proud, he spoke softly. "In my eyes, you truly don't amount to much." Only then did Qin Wushang in the distance exhale a ragged breath, staring at Li Guanqi with his mouth slightly agape. "Phew... What suffocating, damned pressure!" "Luo Changqing's so-called entering the Dao through slaughter is a complete joke in comparison..." "That largest phantom behind Li Guanqi must be the immortal from his Immortal-Slaying projection?" An unprecedented sense of humiliation erupted in Luo Changqing's chest. The very accomplishment he took the greatest pride in was dismissed as utterly worthless in the other's words. Boom! Killing intent swirled in Luo Changqing's eyes as he roared, "Li Guanqi, you're courting death!" Lightning flashed under Li Guanqi's feet, and he vanished from the spot, his sword slashing down toward Luo Changqing like a torrential storm! For a time, cold glints of blade and sword crisscrossed midair. The rampaging force shattered the clouds, and the stray shockwaves flying out were terrifying beyond measure. Qin Wushang narrowed his eyes, murmuring under his breath, "It's truly hard to say who will win and who will lose..." "As the candidate of Saber Head Senior Hong Zhi, his strength shouldn't end at just this..." "Still... two years ago I could still see through Li Guanqi, but now, I truly can't read him anymore..."