"Kill! Fuck 'em!"
"Slaughter these bastards! Remnants of the Abyss Demons!"
"Heavenly Demon Divine Hall my ass! Disciples of Tianlei Peak, charge with me!"
The battle cries were deafening, threatening to upend the heavens.
Originally, the combined forces of the six sects had assumed their absolute superiority in numbers would shatter the disciples of the Great Xia Sword Sect into a disorganized rout.
What they did not know was that over recent years, the strength of the Great Xia Sword Sect's disciples had grown by leaps and bounds.
Moreover, as members of one of the very top sects in the Great Xia Domain's Northern Region, a distinct sense of pride welled within each of them.
Yet this pride had to be defended through their own strength.
As a result, every disciple cultivated desperately, terrified of bringing shame upon the sect when venturing outside.
Compounded by recent events, every single disciple had a fury pent up inside.
Their grips on their swords tightened; each swing fell with even greater force!
Not to mention, nearly every disciple held a Spirit Burst Pill in their mouth!
Up to this point in the battle, of the over ten thousand black-robed cultivators, only four thousand remained!
In contrast, whenever the effects of a Spirit Burst Pill were about to fade among the Great Xia Sword Sect, someone stepped in to take their place.
Compared to the enemy's casualties, the sect had lost barely several dozen disciples.
Spurred on by blood and the battlefield, the disciples fought with escalating ferocity.
Li Guanqi frowned. He noticed endless demonic qi welling out from the corpses of the fallen cultivators.
This demonic qi began pouring into the bodies of those still fighting, causing their strength to surge instantly, turning them into killing machines that felt no pain!
Frowning, Li Guanqi turned his head and saw Zhao Pei devouring the residual blood and demonic qi on the battlefield, his injuries and aura rapidly recovering.
Rumble!
Many looked up at the heavens as myriad bolts of lightning plummeted like rain, furiously suppressing the demonic qi emanating from the corpses.
Immediately following, dark, heavy storm clouds churned, and in an instant, a gale swept up around Li Guanqi.
Bolts of lightning fused with the cultivators of the Great Xia Sword Sect, forming a thin layer of lightning armor!
Moreover, every person's blade was cloaked in arcs of lightning!
Zhao Pei watched Li Guanqi's rapidly plummeting aura, a flicker of bewilderment passing through his eyes.
The corners of his lips curved up slightly, and with manic eyes, he sneered, "You actually waste your primal energy helping those useless fools?"
Empowered by the spirit incantation lightning armor, the Great Xia Sword Sect disciples charged once more.
And this time... their lethality was even greater!
Xi Yunhuai, Gu Chuan, and the others possessed immense strength; facing the elders of the united six sects, their strikes showed no mercy.
Wu Bing fought with utter exhilaration—it had been a long time since he had savored such sweet vengeance.
His bloodstained robes fluttered in the wind like the sect banner!
Raising his longsword high, Wu Bing roared with a booming voice, "Elders and disciples, hear my command!"
"Wield your swords and slay the enemy! Kill all who invade the Great Xia Sword Sect without mercy!"
"Kill!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless powerful auras surged up. The disciples of the Great Xia Sword Sect felt a rush of blood to their heads, goosebumps rising all over their bodies.
As they charged and slashed, even if wounded, they exerted every ounce of strength to swing their swords at enemy heads!
Li Guanqi glanced back at the furiously charging disciples of the Great Xia Sword Sect and let out a long breath.
Even though it had cost nearly twenty percent of his primal energy, he felt it was necessary.
Looking up at Zhao Pei in the distance, Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes.
He had to admit that after merging with the demonic power, the man's aura had become extremely bizarre and difficult to deal with.
That wisp of sinister blood qi still lingered in his body, impossible to purge for the moment.
Of course, Li Guanqi was not the only one thinking this way.
Zhao Pei, standing across from him, was faring no better.
He had at least a dozen sword wounds of various sizes across his body. Had he not been suppressing it with all his might, the terrifying lightning power could, under Li Guanqi's control, instantly shred all the meridians in his body in a single breath!
Zhao Pei knew very well that Li Guanqi was currently not at his peak, which made him all the more cautious.
A vicious look flashed across his eyes, and with a crunch, he bit through the pitch-black pill in his mouth!
Boom!
Half-step Mahayana Realm!
Rampant demonic qi tore through the void. The mire-like demonic qi seemed almost sentient as it surged frantically toward the fragmented corpses across the ground.
Those thoroughly dead remains were instantly devoured, and the demonic qi of heaven and earth rushed madly into Zhao Pei's body.
Seeing this, Li Guanqi felt a sudden chill in his heart. Something was wrong!
He shot forward like an arrow. If the man were allowed to keep absorbing it, the shifting balance would soon render Zhao Pei's strength uncontrollable.
Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes, looked at the sword in his hand with a hint of regret, and murmured softly,
"Forgive me."
Boom!
"Apocalypse!"
Boom!
Rampant sword intent swept through heaven and earth, crisscrossing wildly. The spirit treasure-grade sword in his grip could not bear the power of the Sword Ruins and instantly developed fine cracks!
Dashing forward at breakneck speed, Li Guanqi murmured under his breath, "Three strikes!"
"Three strikes will be enough!"
Boom!
Closing within a hundred zhang, with all three abilities of the Sword Ruins fully unleashed, the first strike fell!
"Apocalypse: Thunder Wrath!"
Boom!
A hundred-zhang phantom of the thunder god crackled with power, and between heaven and earth, a hundred-zhang thunder sword condensed and cleaved straight down.
The sky tore open in a fissure hundreds of zhang wide, and the thick, dark clouds overhead were split clean in two in an instant.
Crack!
Zhao Pei's expression tightened. He stopped absorbing demonic qi, as his body could no longer handle any more.
Holding his twin crescent sabers horizontally before him, crimson blood spread beneath his feet, floating up like a river of blood.
Crossing a hundred zhang in a single stride, his twin blades spun and violently unleashed two hundred-zhang crimson beams!
Boom!
The void shattered, and the earth tore open wherever the two beams of blood light passed.
Eyes bloodshot, Zhao Pei roared, "Blood River Mad Blade!"
Blades and sword clashed. Sword light shattered and exploded, and the thunder god's Illusory Form was sliced in half at the waist.
Li Guanqi had already unleashed his second strike!
Gripping his sword with both hands, he struck down in fury. Violent lightning scattered to both sides before him, and the sword light protruding from the blade extended over ten feet.
"Apocalypse: World Annihilation!"
Boom!
Zhao Pei's breath hitched. His pupils constricted to pinpricks, trembling as the sword qi shredded his robes to tatters.
Fine blood-red gashes covered him from head to toe.
Madness surfaced in Zhao Pei's eyes. He slammed his twin sabers together.
The twin crescent blades swept around his body, shooting forth under his telekinetic control!
A line of blood sliced through the night sky, flying straight for Li Guanqi's head!
The sword light, carrying the might of world annihilation, struck forth. The thunder sword was riddled with dense fractures, looking as if it would shatter in the next instant.
Li Guanqi closed his eyes slightly, drawing his sword back into a scabbard woven from lightning.
Lowering his posture, he let the crescent blade sweep over his scalp, slicing off a few strands of hair.
His feet pushed off violently. The void beneath him caved in and collapsed as he shot forward in an instant!
A dazzling purple sword light resonated with the myriad falling bolts of lightning all around.
A soft murmur rose:
"Sword Draw Stance: Dark Moon!"
Swish!
Rumble! Splat!
Boom! Crack!
An unimaginably swift arc of sword light swept upward from below.
The purple sword light was like a blade that cleaved the heavens; a mountain hundreds of zhang high, along with the ground beneath it, was split clean in two.
A terrifying void rift seemed to bridge heaven and earth.
Thud!
Li Guanqi stood where he was, blood from his arm dripping down the empty hilt onto the ground.
Zhao Pei's body was split in two, kneeling just three feet behind Li Guanqi.
Li Guanqi's chest heaved violently. Raising the remaining hilt high, he roared at the top of his lungs!
"Listen to me, all of you!"
"I, Li Guanqi—even without my Red Lotus—"
"am not someone you pieces of trash can swagger over!"
Chapter 1030