Xu Yan raised his sword, and a mighty sword intent suddenly surged from him, transforming into the image of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers before merging into the sword.
In that instant, Xu Yan stood where he was, yet seemed to have transformed into an unparalleled divine sword, standing proudly within the Blood Prison and looking down upon it.
Blood Mad had originally been growling and shrieking to lessen the pain in his spirit soul, but his voice abruptly fell silent. At that moment, a face surfaced amid the waves of blood.
Shock appeared on his face, and even fear began to show.
"What kind of sword path is this? How could you possibly display such a powerful sword path?"
Blood Mad cried out in alarm.
This sword was enough to split open his Blood Prison World. That meant that even after suffering such a grievous wound, the four of them could retreat safely!
Yet from Xu Yan's stance, this sword was not meant to split open his Blood Prison World. It was meant to kill him!
Fear filled Blood Mad's eyes. He knew that his heavily wounded self could not block this sword!
Normally speaking, a Supreme Realm martial artist could not pose a threat to a minor World Master.
But Blood Mad knew that Xu Yan and the other three could not be judged by common sense. Their martial paths had long since departed from anything he knew, surpassing all imagination.
Flee!
He had to flee!
At this moment, Blood Mad no longer had any thought of killing Xu Yan. He only wanted to escape. With the strength of a minor World Master, he should at least be able to flee, right?
However, just as he prepared to escape, Xu Yan's sword had already descended.
It was an