Whoosh!
The saber qi was bright and vivid, dripping with blood-red light, while Blood Fiend Qi spread like mist.
A razor-sharp, icy gleam ripped through the void!
Yet just as the saber qi was about to cleave the black-robed man in two, his arm suddenly moved. He grabbed the saber qi and crushed it to pieces in an instant!
Was he still alive?
Pei Ling froze for a moment, then was about to attack again when the muddy yellow river surface began bubbling as if it were boiling. "Glub, glub, glub..." Bubbles of every size kept rising one after another.
As soon as the bubbles appeared, countless pitch-black threads shot out from them. Numbering in the tens of thousands, they surged in from every direction, and a layer of Black Mist seemed to rise abruptly above the river.
They rolled and surged, all connecting to the black-robed man.
An endless stream of power poured into his body through the black threads.
A bloodthirsty, frenzied, vicious saber intent of overwhelming strength immediately surged from the black-robed man, swelling and rising!
The black-robed man stood motionless in midair. Cracks kept appearing across his body, growing more numerous by the moment. Yet no blood flowed from the splits. Instead, boundless vitality seeped out, brimming with life.
At the same time, tentacles, feathers, scales... and the rotting human faces attached to them kept falling away, dropping into the muddy yellow river.
The black robe covering him and the hood hanging low over his head also broke apart piece by piece. Then, like cracked porcelain, the pieces began to flake off...
The hood fell, and the black-robed man finally revealed his true face.
His features were cold and stern, his bearing like that of an unsheathed, peerless killing blade—frosty and savage. He was identical to