A Blade to Kill with One Strike!

A Blade to Kill with One Strike!

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's fierce sword energy roared toward Wang Ritain.

The survivors around them stared wide-eyed, watching tensely. They hardly dared to breathe, as if even the slightest movement might draw the terrifying sword energy toward them.

However, Wang Ritain simply held his long saber across his body without the slightest haste. His chest gave a faint shudder, and his qi, infused with dense demonic energy, surged forth like a raging tide. This qi carried a strange and powerful force. The moment it met Xuanyuan Qingfeng's sword energy, a violent roar rang out. Under the impact of the demonic energy, the sword energy shattered like a bubble and dissolved into scattered flecks of light.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was stunned. Her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. She had never imagined that Wang Ritain could so easily dispel the full-force strike she had unleashed. Even in her shock, her brows drew together and she bit her lower lip. She spun her sword into another flourish, preparing to attack again.

But before she could move, the saber intent surrounding Wang Ritain abruptly surged, pressing down on Xuanyuan Qingfeng like an invisible weight. She felt a powerful force bearing down on her, stealing her breath as her body began to tremble against her will. In the blink of an eye, Wang Ritain appeared beside her like a specter, his long saber already resting against her fair neck.

"You..." Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes widened, full of anger and unwillingness. She tried to struggle, only to find herself completely immobilized beneath Wang Ritain's powerful aura. A thin line of blood slowly appeared on her shoulder, seeping out and staining her clothes.

Wang Ritain looked at Xuanyuan Qingfeng and frowned slightly, a complicated expression flashing across his eyes. He remembered from his predecessor's memories that, despite being caught up in the family's struggles, Xuanyuan Qingfeng had once shown him some kindness. With that in mind, he let out a faint sigh and slowly lowered his saber. "Since you once looked after me, I'll spare your life today."

Without another word, Wang Ritain turned away from the stunned Xuanyuan Qingfeng and strode toward the mountain, where the family's retainers were gathered. His steps were steady and powerful, each one seeming to carry a heart-stopping aura.

Yuan Tingshan had already learned that Wang Ritain had slaughtered the others. His face darkened at once, like the sky before a storm. When Wang Ritain's imposing figure appeared before him, Yuan Tingshan glared and shouted, "Wang Ritain, you traitorous disciple! How dare you slaughter people within the family and violate its rules? I'll kill you here and now!"

Wang Ritain gave a scornful sneer. Looking at Yuan Tingshan, he said coldly, "Kill me? You think you're worthy? Today, I'll use your heads to accomplish my great undertaking!" His voice was icy, as though it came from the depths of the underworld, and sent chills through everyone who heard it.

Yuan Tingshan was a Late Grandmaster Realm expert, with immense strength. He roared, and his qi burst forth like an invisible storm, stirring the air into a howling gale. With a light tap of his foot, he shot toward Wang Ritain like lightning, his long saber flashing with cold light as he struck with unstoppable force. In his mind, Wang Ritain was no more than an Early Houtian Realm martial artist. Even if his strength had improved, how could he possibly stand against a Late Grandmaster Realm expert?

What Yuan Tingshan didn't know was that, after cultivating the Seven Demonic Blades, Wang Ritain now possessed the power of seven blades within him. The life essence pouring out of Wang Ritain was already enough to contend with a Great Grandmaster. Wang Ritain remained unhurried. He simply raised his right hand and gave Yuan Tingshan a light slap. Though it looked casual, the blow contained immense power. Yuan Tingshan felt a force like an overturning mountain range rushing toward him. Before he could react, he was sent flying like a kite with its strings cut.

"Pfft!" Yuan Tingshan spat out a mouthful of blood in midair and crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. He struggled to get up, only to find his qi churning chaotically within him. He stared at Wang Ritain in shock and terror. "H-How is this possible? How did your strength increase so quickly?"

Wang Ritain looked down at Yuan Tingshan and gave a mocking smile. "Did you think I was still the helpless waste you could bully at will? Today is the day you die!"

Yuan Tingshan gritted his teeth, enduring the pain in his body. Gripping his long saber in both hands, he poured every last bit of qi into a slash at Wang Ritain. The enormous blade of light stretched several yards, gleaming brilliantly as if it could tear the whole world apart.

At the sight of it, Wang Ritain threw his head back and laughed, his laughter brimming with confidence and boldness. He stepped forward, and his aura surged. He began drawing on the life essence within him, turning it into boundless power. As the life essence poured out of him, Wang Ritain's eyes gradually turned bloodred, and the demonic energy around him grew ever denser, making him look like a demon god from hell.

Under the pressure of Wang Ritain's immense power, the surrounding qi seemed to freeze beneath an invisible hand. Yuan Tingshan felt as if a mountain were crushing him. Every breath was a struggle, and he could not move at all.

Wang Ritain walked toward Yuan Tingshan one step at a time. With each step, his aura grew stronger. By the seventh step, it had reached its peak, as if it would break through the heavens. He let out a shout and drew his long saber in a flash. Its gleaming blade was like a black sun, illuminating the entire world. Wang Ritain looked like a demon king come to life, his fearsome saber intent locking onto Yuan Tingshan in an instant.

Yuan Tingshan felt the threat of death rushing toward him, and terror filled his heart. He wanted to turn and flee, but under the lock of Wang Ritain's powerful saber intent, he couldn't move a muscle. With no other choice, he forced out the qi he had left, preparing to meet Wang Ritain's terrifying strike head-on.

Wang Ritain looked at Yuan Tingshan's despairing eyes and curled his lips into a faint sneer. He swung his long saber and unleashed a horrifying strike. It carried the power to destroy heaven and earth. Saber energy tore through the air, ripping it apart wherever it went and gouging an unfathomably deep ravine into the ground.

Yuan Tingshan watched helplessly as the terrifying saber energy rushed toward him. He wanted to defend himself, but his strength seemed insignificant before it. "No!" Yuan Tingshan let out a desperate scream, but the surging saber energy swallowed his voice in an instant.

The saber energy swept past, and Yuan Tingshan's body was cut in half at the waist. Blood sprayed everywhere, staining the surrounding ground. The retainers present stood frozen in shock, unable to believe what they were seeing. Their hearts filled with terror and disbelief. Wang Ritain, once so weak and easily bullied, had become so powerful that he had killed a Late Grandmaster Realm expert with a single strike.

Just then, Xuanyuan Qingfeng arrived. When she saw Yuan Tingshan cut down by Wang Ritain in a single strike, the bloody scene left her utterly shaken. She looked at Wang Ritain, now surrounded by dense demonic energy and resembling a demon god from hell. A chill shot from the soles of Xuanyuan Qingfeng's feet to the top of her head, and she began to tremble uncontrollably.

At the same time, Xuanyuan Qingfeng's second uncle, Xuanyuan Jingyi, arrived as well. His face turned livid at the bloody scene before him. He recalled the reports from the disciples and knew that it was all true. Fury blazed in his heart. He glared at Wang Ritain and roared, "Wang Ritain, you traitorous disciple! How dare you behave so recklessly within the family? I'll tear you to pieces!"