Beneath the head, nine exquisite figures still shrouded in blood-red robes were slowly taking shape. One of the heads was already shrieking hysterically. "It's been so long, so, so long!!! I'm finally out!!"
Another head spoke in a saccharine voice. "So much... so much blood food! This is the feast Master prepared for me!"
A third head roared savagely. "Kill, kill, kill! Strip the highest cultivator of his skin and make a foot mat for Master! Kill all the others!!!"
"Master is finally taking us to massacre a city!!!"
As the Saber Spirits chattered over one another, their sleeves billowed in the wind as they rushed to meet the Golden Armor War General. Their pale hands swept through the air, sending fierce saber qi plunging down like autumn leaves, blanketing the sky.
Every strand of saber qi brimmed with savagery, domineering force, bloodlust, and cutting sharpness. Its power was terrifying.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
The fierce clash of metal rang out. Saber qi collided with the Golden Armor War General, sparks bursting like rain. The next instant, the general charged straight through, its momentum as vast as a hundred rivers pouring into the sea—mighty, majestic, and overwhelming. Wherever it passed, the saber qi could not resist in the slightest, crushed to dust in the blink of an eye.
The general did not slow. With unstoppable momentum, it reached Pei Ling in an instant. A chilling gleam rose as the golden halberd thrust, its icy light piercing to the bone, countless strikes aimed at Pei Ling.
The Saber Spirit's expression changed drastically. In an instant, she split into nine blood-red saber souls seething with Killing Intent, shielding Pei Ling from head to toe.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
A dense string of clanging impacts, like a sudden downpour, rang out as the