Plumes of blood mist burst across midair.
The sealing might of the Four-Direction Heaven-Reaching Pillars obliterated more than a dozen Body Integration Realm cultivators in an instant!
An instant kill!
And right before the eyes of the Yu clan's six Mahayana realm cultivators, no less.
Just as Li Guanqi had said, these people could not harm him in the slightest.
Even Yu Changbo's act of forcing them to attack had amounted to nothing more than sending them to their deaths.
This sight shook everyone to the core!
The moment Xu Junlin felt that terrifying spirit incantation seal, the hairs on his neck stood on end even from several thousand zhang away.
Immediately after, everyone watched as Li Guanqi—the sword coffin strapped to his back, his left hand gripping the slender, blood-red blade—instantly charged toward the six men!
One against six, an early Mahayana realm cultivator without the slightest fear.
At this moment, all the observing cultivators felt an overwhelming sense of cognitive dissonance.
It was as if...
Li Guanqi was trapping all six of them inside the thunder pool's space entirely on his own.
Empowered by the Sword Prison space, the cultivation method within Li Guanqi roared to life.
Third layer of Divine Punishment—Silent Resonating Realm!
In a flash, Li Guanqi's aura skyrocketed!
Blood-red lightning and sword light bloomed across the void. Li Guanqi's footwork was erratic, his speed so blinding that the naked eye could barely track him.
Terrifying divine sense coated the blade of Red Lotus as he whispered, "Red Lotus: God Burial Dance!"
An unforgettable spectacle was indelibly branded into the minds of everyone present.
Li Guanqi's movements grew eerily ethereal. The spell 'Moon in the Water' combined with his footwork, allowing his body to weave between illusion and flesh as he shuttled through the midst of the six men.
Li Guanqi dodged one frenzied attack after another by hair's breadths.
After six years in God Burial Ridge, his control over divine sense was more frightening than even that of an eighth-rank alchemist!
Surging, tempestuous divine sense threatened to engulf the six men as it enveloped Red Lotus.
Terrifying sword light erupted from the very center of the battlefield!
Xu Junlin leaned forward, his expression grave beyond measure, eyes glued to the thunderous purgatory of the battleground.
Li Guanqi's fleeting figure was like a dancing maiden with a blade—alluring... yet lethal!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Rumble! Clang! Clang! Spurt!
In a single breath, Li Guanqi's afterimages multiplied into more than thirty, producing over seventy beams of sword light!
Blood mist erupted. Severed arms and shattered legs plummeted from the sky.
Li Guanqi's figure gradually sharpened back into focus as he stood holding his sword, his back to the six.
Drip! Drip!
Blood slowly ran down the edge of his blade. Immense worldly power bore down, suppressing the void of this domain.
Within this Sword Prison, Li Guanqi was supreme ruler!
In Li Guanqi's right hand swung a severed head—the very elder previously injured by the Blood Slaughterer sword.
One dead, five wounded!
Suffocating!
The air throughout the Sword Prison domain seemed sucked completely dry as an oppressive, terrified atmosphere spread across the area.
Not a single one of the remaining men was intact!
Under Li Guanqi's assault, nearly every one of them had lost hands or feet!
Terror...
A chill crept up Xu Junlin's spine. "Eight... eight breaths!!" he muttered in disbelief.
Low murmurs of shock rippled through the surrounding onlookers.
"Hahaha! Chang Baohua, why'd you go quiet? Were you just born a man of few words?" The burly fellow who had previously been snubbed laughed aloud in mockery.
The man in splendid robes looked utterly mortified. He had never imagined a Mahayana realm cultivator would truly perish here!
Whether someone died, and who that person was... meant entirely different things for this battle!
Yu Changbo's eyes burned with frigid killing intent.
Swallowing a pill, he reattached his severed limbs in an instant, the arrogance in his gaze thoroughly replaced.
Li Guanqi sneered at Yu Changbo. "I preferred the way you looked before, when you were still wild and untamed."
With that, Li Guanqi flicked his wrist, sending a bead of blood spraying off his sword tip in a crimson arc.
Pointing his sword at Yu Changbo, Li Guanqi said coldly,
"Six years ago."
"The Yu clan colluded with Xuanmen Domain Lord Zhang Qixuan to launch a sneak attack against my master at the Great Xia Sword Sect, trying to force me to surrender the sword coffin."
"To ensure Zhang Qixuan couldn't use him as leverage against me, my master, Li Nanting, self-detonated and died!"
By this point, Li Guanqi's face had contorted into pure ferocity.
The bloodshot veins in his eyes, which had never faded since God Burial Ridge, were now a solid sea of crimson.
Li Guanqi took a fierce step forward, and the space within a hundred zhang under his feet collapsed instantly!
The earth below trembled, and the entirety of Mount Jiuli shook violently.
Clouds churned across the heavens. Myriad lightning bolts crashed indiscriminately toward the ground, and freezing killing intent nearly solidified beside Li Guanqi!
Leveling his blade at Yu Changbo, the fury in Li Guanqi's heart threatened to burst from his chest.
He glared at Yu Changbo and roared, "Today... everyone in the Yu clan above the Nascent Soul realm... will be slaughtered! To! The! Last!"
Boom!
The moment Li Guanqi vanished from where he stood, the five remaining cultivators trembled in soul and mind.
Because... none of them knew if they would be the next to die.
All manner of spells and divine abilities blasted across the sky. Protective treasures and barriers of primal energy rose one layer after another.
Yet all of these defenses appeared laughably futile before Li Guanqi today.
Li Guanqi did not know how many Ancient God Beads he had absorbed in God Burial Ridge.
He only knew that by the end, he could master those figures' memories and insights with a single glance, rendering the beads useless to him.
With the sword spirit by his side, Li Guanqi's Sword Ruins ability was many times stronger than before.
Bolstered by the power of Illusory Form, the attacks launched by these men were full of glaring flaws in his eyes.
The five men turned as pale as paper. Li Guanqi's earlier strikes had actually slashed open the seas of consciousness of all five.
They could not comprehend what this bizarre method of attack was. Was it a divine ability? A spell?
Or was it... pure swordsmanship!
Li Guanqi appeared behind an elder in a flash. The elder unleashed powerful primal energy, desperately trying to force him back.
Yet how terrifying was Li Guanqi's physical strength?
Forming his right hand into a knife-like blade, he tore straight through the elder's defense, clawing into the man's shoulder blade, and thrust his left-handed sword forward!
Squelch!
The blade drove clean through the elder's chest.
Meanwhile, the elder's sword failed to pierce Li Guanqi's defense at all, doing nothing more than chipping a few dragon scales.
Li Guanqi cast the elder's corpse aside like trash.
Yu Changbo was terrified. The others were terrified too.
Only one thought remained in their minds: flee!
Li Guanqi sneered. Raising his hand, stirring the winds and clouds, he murmured,
"Spirit Incantation: Thunder Spear: Array Breaker!"
Hum! Rumble!
A mighty spiritual suppression swept over heaven and earth in an instant!
Divine sense nearing the late Mahayana realm engulfed the world. Thunder spears burst forth from the cloud layers, and rivers of blood flowed across Mount Jiuli!
Witnessing this, Yu Changbo roared in fury, "Li Guanqi, how dare you!"
Even as the words left his mouth, a terrifying beam of sword light tore through the night sky. A man wielding dual blades could only watch helplessly as his ancient-treasure-grade sabers detonated into countless shards.
The shield at his flank shattered. A flash of sword light darted past his chest, and glancing down, he saw his lower half separate from his torso before the world spun violently...
Li Guanqi gripped the man's severed head and wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, raising an eyebrow with a cold sneer.
"I'm already butchering you all. Why are you still asking if I dare?"
"Yu Changbo, the greatest mistake of your life was making an enemy of me."
Xu Junlin closed his eyes and slowly turned away. He knew there was no longer any need to watch this slaughter unfold.
With Li Guanqi's strength... even if a late Mahayana cultivator intervened, no one could stop him if he chose to leave.
The Yu clan... was finished.
Half an hour later.
Li Guanqi sat drenched in blood atop the ruined masonry, rivers of blood pooling at his feet.
Drinking his wine, paying no heed to the surrounding cultivators who stood trembling like cicadas in winter, he severed Yu Changbo's head and stowed it along with the rest inside his storage ring.
Pulling out a jade slip, he said softly, "Wushang, wait for me. I'll be there right away."
Watching Li Guanqi's retreating figure, the crowd had still not recovered their senses!
Yanluo Sword Venerable, vanished for more than six years, had wielded a single sword to crush and slaughter six Mahayana realm cultivators!
Among them, Yu Changbo had been an outstanding figure even within the mid-Mahayana realm!
"The heavens... have changed..."
"Where did he say he was going next? Wait! Earlier, he said... the Yu clan colluded with the Xuanmen Domain Lord..."
"He can't be planning to go kill Xuanmen Domain Lord Zhang Qixuan, can he?! Heavens, he's insane!"
Chapter 1093