Today I Borrow Your Head to Make a Name!

Chapter 5: Today, I'll Use Your Head to Make a Name for Myself!

Xuanyuan Jingyi looked at the ground, filled with the corpses of the Xuanyuan Family's retainers, their blood forming small streams.

His gaze swept further, and he saw the haphazardly strewn bodies of the family disciples. In an instant, a fury erupted within him. These retainers had been gathered through immense effort and resources, accumulated over countless hardships. Now, they were all slaughtered by Wang Ritain alone. Where was the family's honor? Once this disgraceful event spread, the Xuanyuan Family would become a laughingstock in the martial arts world!

"Wang Ritain! You beast!"

Xuanyuan Jingyi's roar seemed to pierce the heavens, his true qi surging uncontrollably.

His eyes widened, fixed on Wang Ritain, his gaze as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Wang Ritain slowly turned, the long saber in his hand dripping blood, each drop splashing into small crimson flowers on the ground. He looked at Xuanyuan Jingyi, a mocking smile on his face, and said coldly, "The Xuanyuan Family? Hmph, it's rotten to the core! You beat the young one, and now the old one comes. Nothing more!"

As one of the leaders of the Xuanyuan Family, Xuanyuan Jingyi was accustomed to being high and mighty. When had he ever endured such mockery? His face instantly turned ashen, as if shrouded in frost. "You... you madman!" he roared, his aura suddenly surging. The aura of a peak Great Grandmaster was unleashed without reservation. Instantly, a fierce wind howled, kicking up sand and stones, and the surrounding trees were forced to bend under the immense pressure of his presence.

The family disciples behind him were all horrified. They had never seen Xuanyuan Jingyi so enraged, nor had they imagined his strength to be so terrifying. Some secretly speculated that Xuanyuan Jingyi had already touched the edge of the Vajra Realm, a level of power that placed him among the top existences in the martial arts world. Their eyes were filled with anticipation, as they firmly believed Xuanyuan Jingyi would surely subdue this rebellious disciple, Wang Ritain, and wash away the family's shame.

Xuanyuan Jingyi took a step forward with a sudden force, the ground beneath him instantly cracking, spiderweb-like fissures spreading outwards. He raised his right palm high, true qi condensing in his palm to form a massive ball of energy, emitting a heart-stopping glow. "Die!" he roared, his palm striking towards Wang Ritain like a colossal mountain. This palm strike contained all his rage and power. Where it passed, the air was instantly compressed, emitting a humming sound, as if the entire world was trembling under this blow.

However, Wang Ritain appeared remarkably calm. He simply gripped the scabbard of his saber and slowly pushed it forward. This seemingly casual movement contained an immeasurable power. The moment the scabbard collided with Xuanyuan Jingyi's palm, time seemed to stand still. Immediately after, a deafening roar erupted, and a powerful shockwave spread outwards from the two of them. Xuanyuan Jingyi felt a force like an overflowing tide surge towards him. He had no time to react before he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

"Pfft!" Xuanyuan Jingyi spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, his body crashing heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. He struggled to get up, only to find the true qi within him in utter chaos, like a churning sea. He looked at Wang Ritain in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and terror: "This... how is this possible? You... what kind of monster are you?"

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps approached. The Xuanyuan Family's enforcement team had arrived. This team was composed of the older generation of experts within the family, each a seasoned warrior. Most of them were Grandmaster-level experts, with several leading figures being Great Grandmasters, and even one super expert at the late stage of Great Grandmaster.

Seeing the enforcement team, a flicker of hope appeared in Xuanyuan Jingyi's eyes. He endured the pain in his body and loudly commanded, "Kill them all! Tear this traitor to shreds!" The members of the enforcement team responded in unison. Instantly, their auras surged, true qi pouring out like a surging tide, enveloping the entire area in its powerful presence.

Wang Ritain, however, showed no fear. He walked with steady steps towards the enforcement team. Each step he took seemed to land on their hearts, causing the hearts of the family disciples watching from afar to pound wildly. Their fear of Wang Ritain grew, and at this moment, they could only place all their hopes on the enforcement team and Xuanyuan Jingyi, praying they could deal with this terrifying demon.

The blade intent around Wang Ritain suddenly surged, burning fiercely. Within this blade intent, an aura of chilling dread emanated, like the power of a demon god from the deepest abyss. In the blink of an eye, the blade intent enveloped the entire area, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees. Everyone felt this oppressive atmosphere, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their hearts, making it difficult to breathe.

The experts of the enforcement team exchanged glances, a look of determination flashing in their eyes. They knew Wang Ritain's terrifying power; without joining forces, they could not possibly contend with him. Thus, they all mobilized the true qi within them, converging it together. In an instant, a vast amount of true qi formed a powerful force, emitting a dazzling light, and surged towards Wang Ritain. This force was enough to level a small mountain.

Wang Ritain's expression was calm as he watched the surging true qi. He softly uttered three words: "Sixth Blade." As soon as he finished speaking, he swung the long saber in his hand sharply, and a black blade energy instantly slashed out. This strike seemed to contain the power to cleave the heavens and earth. Where it passed, the surrounding true qi shattered like glass, emitting crisp sounds.

"Bang!" With a deafening crash, Wang Ritain's blade energy collided with the converged true qi of the enforcement team. Instantly, light erupted, and a powerful shockwave blasted a massive, bottomless pit in the ground around them. Dozens of enforcement team members were struck as if by an invisible giant hammer, groaning in pain, blood flowing from their orifices, their bodies like broken puppets, sent flying backward. They crashed heavily to the ground, severely injured, moaning in agony.

It turned out that the power of the Seven Demonic Blades grew with each strike. This sixth blade's power was already infinitely close to the Shattering Three Realms. In the face of this terrifying power, the experts of the enforcement team were utterly unable to resist.

Wang Ritain did not pause. Immediately, a look of resolve flashed in his eyes, and he raised his long saber high again. "The final blade!" he roared, and a massive, pitch-black blade energy, like a black sun, swept across. This strike contained all his power and killing intent, as if intending to destroy the entire world. Even an expert who had just entered the Vajra Realm would have to go all out to deal with this strike, let alone the severely injured members of the enforcement team, who had no ability to resist.

Seeing this strike, Xuanyuan Jingyi's face turned instantly pale. He knew the power of this strike; if hit, he would surely die. To counter this strike, he gritted his teeth and forcibly circulated the cultivation technique within him, attempting to break through to the Vajra Realm. At the brink of life and death, he unleashed his full potential. Finally, just as the blade energy was about to reach him, he succeeded, stepping into the Vajra Realm.

"Hmph!" Xuanyuan Jingyi roared, unleashing his strongest attack with both palms. In his palms, true qi condensed into two giant hands, which met Wang Ritain's blade energy.

"Boom!" The blade energy and the palms collided, emitting a world-shattering roar. As the light dissipated, a massive, bottomless pit appeared on the ground. The members of the enforcement team were now nothing but scattered limbs and broken bodies, lying on the ground, their lives extinguished. Xuanyuan Jingyi, however, lay at the edge of the pit, his body beyond repair, his bones shattered, his blood staining the surrounding earth. He only survived thanks to the powerful physique of the Vajra Realm.

The family disciples watching from afar were stunned into silence. They couldn't believe that the dignified Xuanyuan Jingyi of the Vajra Realm, along with the elite enforcement team of the family, couldn't even withstand two of Wang Ritain's strikes. Fear surged through them like a tide, and each of them trembled uncontrollably.

Wang Ritain slowly walked up to Xuanyuan Jingyi, looking at him lying on the ground, barely clinging to life, a cold smile on his face. "Today, I shall use your head to make a name for myself!" he said coldly, raising his long saber high.

"No!" Xuanyuan Jingyi let out a desperate roar, but his voice sounded so weak. Wang Ritain showed no hesitation, his hand moving swiftly. Xuanyuan Jingyi's head flew off instantly, blood gushing out.

This scene sent shivers down the spines of the other family disciples. They finally realized that Wang Ritain was no longer the weak retainer who was bullied by everyone, but a revered demon god. At this moment, Wang Ritain exuded a strong aura of bloodlust.