Will Is Me, and I Am Will!

Today, seeing that golden-red light of will with his own eyes once again, the memories of that night came rushing back.

He wanted to forget, but every single day and night, they resurfaced in his mind.

They were the source of his pain.

As that golden-red power of will appeared again, his mind began to wail.

"You..."

Scree—

Crimson flames spilled from Ji Tianhe, gradually coiling behind him and transforming into a terrifying Blood Beast, hideous beyond words.

Ji Tianhe's eyes were already filled with murderous fury.

"How do you want to die?!"

Crimson killing intent burst open like a surging tide of blood.

The air froze in an instant. The Blood Beast roared, its cry piercing to the marrow, as though countless vengeful spirits were shrieking.

Across the entire forest, even the light was stained a savage red, suffocating all who saw it.

The deputy battalion commander and the others were crushed against the earth, their knees sunk into the soil. They were in agony.

"Run!"

The deputy battalion commander roared with all his strength:

"Li Zhiyi, run!!!"

Li Zhiyi gripped his long saber and looked at Ji Tianhe.

"Come!"

His eyes widened. He breathed slowly, feeling the will within him and hearing his comrades behind him cry out.

Gradually, he sank into stillness.

The next instant.

One slash!

The blood-red blade light came at him with blinding speed. It made no deafening boom, stirred up no great commotion—it simply struck.

A powerful killing intent slammed down upon Li Zhiyi's heart.

Powerful. Vast. Savage.

Did this killing intent mean that he, Li Zhiyi, could only kneel?

Was he, Li Zhiyi, only fit to dream, without the ability to make those dreams real?

Could the power of will not kill an enemy?

Why not?

A brilliant light appeared in Li