The duel between Heavenly Sword True Lord and the Blood Baleful Guardian had been destined to be anything but easy from the start.
Blood aura roiled around the Blood Baleful Guardian. The thick blood mist writhed and swelled around him like a living thing. With every attack, countless blood-red tentacles coiled toward his opponent from all directions. Those tentacles were covered in barbs; anyone caught by them would have their essence blood sucked dry. They moved as fast as lightning, making them all but impossible to guard against. In their last clash, Heavenly Sword True Lord had nearly died to this move. The barbs had pierced his flesh and drained almost thirty percent of his essence blood, and he had needed an entire month of recuperation to recover. This time, he would never make the same mistake again.
But knowing was one thing, and doing was another.
Heavenly Sword True Lord's sword light blazed like a rainbow, severing dozens of tentacles with a single slash. Sword Qi swept in every direction, cutting them into fragments. Yet the severed tentacles swiftly regenerated, pouring forth in an endless stream. The Blood Baleful Guardian's tentacles seemed impossible to wipe out. One batch was cut down, and another came, growing ever more numerous and densely packed. Heavenly Sword True Lord's heart tightened. He hurriedly swung his sword to sever the tentacles coiling toward him, but more had already wrapped around him. His feet were bound, and so was his left hand. His sword-wielding right hand could still barely move, but his body was firmly locked in place, unable to budge.
"Heavenly Sword, your sword is too slow!" the Blood Baleful Guardian cackled. With a sweep of both hands, countless blood-red tentacles erupted from the ground and wound like venomous snakes around Heavenly Sword True