Bury on the Other Shore!

Ding! The Protagonist felt a trace of fear toward the host. Portrayal Progress increased by 0.1%!

Ding! The Protagonist developed even stronger killing intent toward the host. Portrayal Progress increased by 0.1%!

Current Portrayal Progress: 6.66%

As the system's cold mechanical voice echoed in the depths of Blade's mind, he merely smiled faintly. Everything was under control.

At this moment, a gloomy light flickered in Tang San's eyes. His attacks were decisive and swift, without the slightest hesitation. This time, he became even more cautious, like a leopard stalking through the night in search of its prey's weakness.

On the battlefield centered around Blade, Tang San maintained a safe distance as he ran swiftly around him. His figure drifted like a ghost, while the hidden weapons in his hands gleamed with Cold Light beneath the moon. The moment he spotted an opening, he would fire them without hesitation, striving to Hit the Mark.

Tang San's strategy had already changed. Since covert attacks were ineffective, he would confront him head-on. He sneered inwardly. This was only the tip of the iceberg. The Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand, that powerful weapon, had yet to be revealed before his enemy.

Blade, meanwhile, remained expressionless, like an insurmountable iceberg. Shizun's Sword in his hand traced elegant arcs through the night sky. As its Blade rose and fell, it seemed to contain the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, knocking down every one of the dozens of incoming hidden weapons.

Blade stood firm as a mountain, utterly unconcerned with the Blue Silver Grass beneath his feet that was like Tang San's own mother, tickling him. He allowed those soft blades of grass to weave beneath his feet, helping Tang San observe his every subtle movement. In this contest, Blade's composure and Tang San's agility formed a fierce and thrilling tableau!

Tang San's footsteps moved rapidly across the hard ground. His figure was like a ghost traveling through time, running circle after circle around Blade without tiring.

Yet no matter how hard he tried, no matter how cleverly he changed his direction and speed, he could never touch Blade's figure, which seemed so close yet was truly beyond reach.

Every hidden weapon he fired was knocked away by Blade's seemingly casual swing of the sword. Those hidden weapons carved heart-stopping trajectories through the air, then actually rebounded, as if endowed with life, rushing back toward Tang San himself.

Tang San's clothes no longer bore only the corner that had initially been torn by sword aura. Several obvious holes had now appeared. Every rebound of a hidden weapon left his heart taut with terror.

"Damn it, this shouldn't be happening!" Tang San's heart was filled with confusion and fury, and his voice trembled slightly.

"His sword, isn't that just a broken sword? How did it become so sharp in his hands? That blind evaluator, can his words even be trusted? How could this possibly be a Waste Spirit? It can actually withstand so many of my hidden weapons!"

At this moment, cold sweat covered Tang San's forehead. His strength and Soul Power were rapidly draining during the prolonged battle, while the hidden weapons he had prepared were also dwindling quickly in this battle of attrition.

Unease surged within him. If this continued, then once Blade shifted from defense to offense, he would fall into an absolute disadvantage.

By then, it would not take long. Perhaps only an instant, and he would be utterly defeated, with no chance to turn things around. Tang San knew he had to think of a countermeasure quickly, or there would no longer be any suspense over the outcome of this battle.

A resolute determination rose in Tang San's heart. He knew he could not keep wasting himself like this. He had to seize the next opportunity and let the Clear Sky Hammer shine in this battle. A smug gleam flickered in his eyes, as though he had already seen the dawn of victory.

At that critical moment, Blade, who had been leisurely blocking every hidden weapon as if he were merely playing around, finally broke his silence.

His voice carried a trace of mockery as it reached Tang San's ears. "Tang San, do these scraps of iron of yours not even have the strength to scratch an itch? What a disappointment."

Those words ignited the fury in Tang San's heart. He clenched his teeth, producing a faint grinding sound.

Purple Demon Eye gleamed in his eyes, its color deepening like a bottomless abyss, filled with icy coldness and killing intent.

Tang San cursed furiously in his heart. This Blade actually dared to insult the Tang Sect Hidden Weapons he was so proud of. He was simply courting death!

Tang San's voice was cold and firm as he replied without yielding, "Heh! Blade! Don't celebrate too early! My Tang Sect Hidden Weapons will soon let you know what true pain is!"

Hearing Tang San's retort, Blade's lips curled into a mocking smile. Madness and excitement gleamed in his blood-red eyes as he stared intently at Tang San's figure, busy running in circles.

He casually swung his sword and cleaved several hidden weapons from the air. Then, in a magnetic voice tinged with playfully cruel malice, he said, "Oh, really? I'm already starting to get tired of waiting, hehehe!"

Blade's words echoed through the air, his laughter like the cry of a night owl, chilling everyone to the bone. Tang San knew that the battle ahead would be even more brutal. He had to go all out to find a sliver of hope in this life-and-death struggle.

As soon as the words fell, Tang San had wanted to say a few more things, hoping to distract Blade and give the Clear Sky Hammer hidden in the shadows a perfect chance to make its appearance.

However, before he could speak, the sight before him left him frozen in an instant.

Blade's figure vanished in a moment, as though he had never existed. Then Tang San saw only a blood-red shadow, like a blooming Red Spider Lily carrying an intense aura of death, crossing the distance through space in an instant and charging straight at him.

The bloodstained Shizun's Sword, even radiating an evil glow, rapidly enlarged in Tang San's pupils as though it were about to tear apart his entire world.

At the same time, Blade's low murmur echoed beside Tang San's ear. The voice was like that of a demon from the abyss, deep and seductive. "Bury on the Other Shore!!!"

An unprecedented terror surged within Tang San. This sudden change made him feel that he had no time to react at all. The words "Bury on the Other Shore" were like a curse, filling him with profound despair.

But Tang San was no ordinary person. As a transmigrator and someone born an assassin, such situations were rare, but not unheard of.

Beneath the shadow of death, he swiftly recovered from his shock. Purple Demon Eye activated at full power, purple light flashing in his eyes as he discerned Blade's every movement. His steps were light as the wind, and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track unfolded in an instant, making his figure flicker like a ghost.

At the same time, his hands swiftly reached to his waist and drew out hidden weapons. In almost an instant, he revealed every Trump Card he had besides the Clear Sky Hammer, preparing for a life-or-death fight with Blade.