King of Hundred Victories Saber

At this moment, Shi Feiyang’s outline grew increasingly transparent, like white ice shrouded in a cold mist. The terrifying chill born of his True Qi pierced straight into the depths of the Blood Demon’s heart, causing his body to freeze over again and again, making his blood and Qi sluggish. Although the frost covering him was repeatedly melted away by his Blood Shadow Divine Technique, it still severely hampered the blood‑sucking function of his Blood Seal Hand.

The Celestial Frost Blade in Shi Feiyang’s hand, infused with the immense True Qi of the Bright Jade Technique, flared with blazing radiance, like a scorching sun hanging high above the Ninth Heaven, shining with an eye‑searing brilliance that none could look at directly.

Immediately after, Shi Feiyang unleashed the killing move ”Red Dust Slash” from the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique.”

Only to see a colossal saber aura, like a silver ancient dragon of legend, carrying the might to annihilate heaven and earth, to cleave open the very cosmos, howling as it surged toward the Blood Demon. Wherever the saber aura passed, the air was as fragile as thin paper, torn apart in an instant, emitting an ear‑piercing sound, like the wails of ghosts and wolves.

”Boom!” The saber aura and the blood shadow collided violently in midair, erupting in a deafening explosion.

The explosion was like heaven and earth collapsing, sun and moon losing their light, even the stars paling in its wake.

This thunderous blast was like an invisible shockwave, setting everyone’s ears ringing, as if the world itself was plunged into boundless chaos for that one instant.

A powerful wave of energy, with the point of impact as its center, surged outward like ripples, madly sweeping in all directions. Wherever it passed, the surrounding snow was instantly lifted several zhang high, like a sudden, devastating miniature avalanche.

Under the impact of this energy wave, the Blood Demon’s followers were flung down like leaves swept away by a raging gale, collapsing helplessly to the ground, blood spraying wildly from their mouths. The scene was a complete shambles, like a Human Purgatory.

The Blood Demon himself staggered, a flicker of surprise flashing across his face. Clearly, the power he had cultivated for a hundred years, which he believed sufficient to destroy heaven and earth, had failed to gain the slightest advantage before Shi Feiyang. This filled his heart with shock and unwillingness.

Yet amid this chaos and bloodshed, Shi Feiyang’s figure remained straight and unbending like a pine, as though an unshakable, towering peak standing between heaven and earth. His white robes snapped fiercely in the gale, his sleeves fluttering, like a Banished Immortal descending to save all living beings, or a radiant star blazing in the darkness of night. His features were handsome yet stern, sword‑brows slanting into his temples, eyes deep as an abyss, carrying an innate, awe‑inspiring dominance and majesty that made others tremble.

Every strike he launched carried a kind of free and unrestrained composure, as though he held the entire situation in the palm of his hand, and all things under heaven moved at his whim. His movements were smooth and elegant, like drifting clouds and flowing water, natural and wondrous, yet within them was contained a force vast enough to topple mountains and overturn seas, impossible to resist. Every move and every form fully displayed his profound martial attainments and his immense courage in facing death without fear.

After that brief flash of surprise, the killing intent in the Blood Demon’s heart grew ever more intense.

In an instant he once again unleashed the ”Blood Seal Hand,” driving his entire Power to the limit. With each palm he struck, a small blood‑red vortex formed in his palm, radiating an overwhelming suction force strong enough to devour all things, as though it would draw all life under heaven into its depths.

The surrounding air was twisted by this suction, warping into visible vortices of airflow. Sand, gravel, and snow were wildly dragged into them and churned into a maelstrom. More horrifying still, when the suction touched the Blood Demon’s disciples, their bodies seemed torn by an invisible colossal force; their skin split open in an instant, blood gushing out like a torrent. Some disciples even had their internal organs ripped straight out by that terrifying suction, exploding in midair and turning into clouds of blood mist, a scene so gory it made one’s stomach churn.

The Blood Demon still sought to drain every drop of blood from Shi Feiyang, to turn him into nothing more than a puddle of blood within the Blood Pool.

However, Shi Feiyang showed not the slightest fear. He activated the Mysterious Lightness Technique ”Deep Concealment of Body and Name,” his figure flickering like a streak of white lightning, weaving nimbly through the airtight gaps in the Blood Demon’s attacks, like a swift swallow dancing lightly through a storm. Every turn, every leap, was incomparably precise, leaving onlookers in astonishment.

At the same time, the True Qi vortex emanating from Shi Feiyang’s Bright Jade Technique whirled at an extreme speed, like a massive black hole, diverting and twisting aside the tremendous suction of the Blood Demon’s Blood Seal Hand.

The Blood Demon was horrified to discover that his own suction was slipping from his control, veering toward his dozens of disciples.

Those disciples’ bodies began to tremble uncontrollably, blood gushing from their mouths like a spring.

Their blood was drawn out by the Blood Demon’s immense suction from dozens of gaping mouths, like strands of crimson silk, converging toward the Blood Demon’s palms before being discharged into the Blood Pool, splashing up waves of blood.

The blood in the Blood Pool surged ever more violently, its stench growing ever thicker, spreading through the entire space, nauseating to the extreme.

Seizing this perfect opportunity, Shi Feiyang swung the Celestial Frost Blade in his hand with a fierce, roaring momentum, unleashing the deadly move ”Heaven and Earth Share Longevity” of the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique.” A razor‑sharp saber aura, wrapped in bone‑piercing cold, surged forth like a gust of icy wind from Hell, sweeping toward the Blood Demon’s followers.

Wherever the saber aura passed, screams rang out one after another, blood spraying in all directions, as more than a dozen of the Blood Demon’s disciples were struck in an instant by that brutal blade energy.

Their bodies, as fragile as porcelain, were easily sliced into several pieces; shattered skulls flew, severed arms bounced and twitched, limbs were sent splattering away, blood fountaining out like spring water, instantly dyeing the surroundings of the Blood Pool a deep red. The scene was so brutally gory that none could bear to look directly at it.