Instantly Killing the Debt-Knife Man

"Thirty cuts? That's way easier than standing in a horse stance!"

"But why is it just like Mystical Arts? Why does it always involve doing this to yourself?"

Zhao Han's eyes lit up. Wasn't this something he could finish in a second?

I have the [Gathering Flesh] talent. Forget thirty thousand cuts—even three hundred million wouldn't scare me. What the hell would I be afraid of?

He immediately took out the famous sword Dark Profound, a gift from Mo Li.

Ordinary blades couldn't do a thing to Zhao Han's body. Even Frost Chill, with its cracks, would snap the instant it touched one of Zhao Han's ten fingers.

"Ten Thousand Swords Seal Soul Art, divide!"

He tossed Dark Profound into the air. Under Zhao Han's control, it split in two, then four, then eight... until there were thirty-two swords.

He used thirty of them to slash himself.

As black sword-light flashed, thirty cuts appeared on Zhao Han's body, all identical in length and depth. Not a drop of blood flowed.

Body Burst Demonic Art [simplified, Cosmic grade, proficiency 0/100, destroy yourself by stabbing six holes in your chest, abdomen, and joints, then cripple your limbs] (Originally required six hundred stabs; simplification made it a hundred times easier.)

"Oh, three stabs and six holes?"

"The person who created this art was definitely someone betrayed by so-called brotherhood and driven into a corner!"

Zhao Han immediately analyzed the creator's profile. That was most likely the case.

This simplified version was also simplicity itself for him.

Once again using Dark Profound, Zhao Han stabbed himself in the chest, abdomen, and the joints where his limbs connected to his body.

After stabbing six holes, his right hand was still working just fine.

He then used his inner energy to forcibly shatter and cripple the