King of Hundred Victories Saber

He said loudly, ”Blood Venerable, quickly gather our sect’s disciples, and follow me out of the Blood Pool. This time, we’re heading to the capital of the Naiman Tribe, Wulang City, to turn it upside down and find Shi Feiyang. We will drain his blood to quench my thirst for revenge, and let Jianghu witness the might of the Blood Demon!”

Blood Venerable obeyed, quickly gathering the sect’s disciples. In no time, shadows flickered around the Blood Pool as everyone made their preparations, and were about to descend from the mountain in a grand procession. Li Wuduo had a strange smirk at the corner of her mouth, thinking: No matter how much trash like Zhong Renwang talks, it’s no match for my body. Ha ha! After one night with the Blood Demon, he agreed to anything I asked. Ha ha! Which man can resist the allure of a beauty?

The Blood Demon’s group had just finished organizing and was about to depart. Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind, like an arrow shot from the darkness, swept through the area. Everyone looked up to see Shi Feiyang dressed in snow-white clothes, his robes fluttering as if he were a Banished Immortal descending from the sky or a meteor streaking across the heavens. His figure stood upright, like a proud pine, exuding an innate heroic air and sharpness.

His face was as firm as if carved by a chisel, with sword-like eyebrows slanting towards his temples, and eyes deep like an abyss, seemingly filled with endless wisdom and resolve, radiating an awe-inspiring authority that dared not be looked upon directly.

Shi Feiyang’s gaze was like lightning, coldly sweeping over the group of scoundrels before him, his voice like a great bell echoing through the heavens and earth: ”You vile bandits, scheming to cause chaos and harm everywhere, don’t needlessly travel far and wide like this. Today, I have come to you willingly; I will see what otherworldly skills you have! This Jianghu ought to be a place where heroes gather to act with chivalry, uphold justice, and right wrongs, not a place for you demons to run amok and poison the world! Today, now I am here, I shall cleanse the world of its sins, rid the people of danger, and restore a bright and clear sky to the world, returning this realm to peace!”

His words were powerful, like the clang of a mighty bell, reverberating by the Blood Pool, displaying his dominance and his boldness to embrace the world.

Before his words faded, the Bright Jade Technique had begun to operate, and a layer of chilling coldness surged around him, like the biting winter wind threatening to turn this world into an ice chamber. His long fingers reached into the deerskin bag that ordinary people could hardly notice at his waist and gently took out the token of affection from Yang Xue’Er — the Celestial Frost Blade. As soon as the Celestial Frost Blade, sealed away for so long, was unsheathed, cold light burst forth in an instant, dazzling and resplendent, like the brightest star in the cold night, emanating a chilling murderous aura that struck fear into those around.

Shi Feiyang knew keenly that the Blood Demon was renowned for his fearsome power and unfathomable martial arts; this confrontation was indeed extremely perilous, leaving no room for negligence.

He must thoroughly eliminate this group of villains to protect the peace of the people while preserving himself to continue the Chapter of justice in Jianghu.

The Blood Demon, seeing Shi Feiyang appear, snorted coldly, the sound like a dull thunder resonating through the heavens and earth: ”Hmph! Shi Feiyang, you indeed have some courage. But since you have set foot here, today you shall not leave in one piece!”

With that, he suddenly shook his hands, and the blood light around him surged like a tumultuous sea of blood, mighty and overpowering, seemingly about to devour this land completely. His century-old cultivation power was immensely vigorous, seeming capable of swallowing mountains and rivers, overturning the cosmos.

Zhong Renwang, Xie Zhichuan, Dugu Yan, and Li Wuduo smelled the thick, pungent odor of blood, their faces turning pale white, hastily covering their mouths with their hands as their stomachs churned, almost retching.

They quickly shifted their bodies, leaping onto the stone wall like ghosts to watch the battle from afar, their eyes filled with both fear and anticipation.

The disciples behind the Blood Demon, seeing this, drew their weapons, and shouts rose in succession, forming a tight circle, trapping Shi Feiyang firmly in the center.

They clearly understood that today, Shi Feiyang must not escape. The Blood Demon then deployed the Blood Seal Hand renowned in Jianghu, with his hands instantly transforming into dense blood shadows accompanied by howling winds, grabbing towards Shi Feiyang.

Wherever the Blood Seal Hand passed, the air seemed to be instantly drawn out by an invisible but extremely powerful and bizarre force, forming a horrific vacuum vortex. Within that vortex was a terrifying suction force, like countless demonic hands from the depths of Hell, madly grabbing at Shi Feiyang, attempting to uproot his blood vessels and squeeze all the fresh blood from his body like juicing a fruit, leaving Shi Feiyang as a lifeless, time-worn husk. His crimson blood would then be drained into the foul-smelling, horrifically eerie Blood Pool to become part of the countless resentful spirits within.