Fierce Battle!

[Blood Slaughter climbed up from the ground, looked at the wound on his chest, then looked at that small, thin figure in the distance.]

[The contempt in his eyes vanished, replaced by a grave seriousness that only appeared when facing an opponent of the same level.]

["Great Emperor..." He tightened his grip on the giant axe. "I've never killed a Great Emperor in my life."]

[He roared and charged over again.]

[The Peerless War King no longer used his full strength.]

[He deliberately slowed the rhythm, trading blows with Blood Slaughter one punch at a time.]

[Every punch smashed into the same spot—the crack in the shell over Blood Slaughter's chest.]

[The crack was widening. Blood Slaughter's defenses were collapsing, but he needed time.]

[He was giving you time.]

[You drew the Dingjun Sword.]

[Dark gold sword-light illuminated the entire battlefield.]

[The cracks on the blade appeared and vanished within the spiritual glow, like scars, recording the glory this Emperor Weapon had possessed ten thousand years ago.]

[You pointed the sword tip at Bone Baleful. Your voice was not loud, but it carried clearly into everyone's ears.]

["Kill!"]

[Ye Chuxue was the first to rush out.]

[Her movement technique was as light as a snowflake, tracing an ice-blue arc through the air as she stabbed straight at Bone Baleful's face.]

[Her sword was fast, accurate, and ruthless. An ice-blue point of light gathered on the tip, the condensation of her lifetime of cultivation.]

[Bone Baleful waved the White Bone Staff, and a pitch-black energy shield appeared out of thin air before him.]

[Countless twisted human faces struggled across the surface of the shield, each one letting out a silent howl.]

[Ye Chuxue's sword stabbed into the energy shield, producing an ear-piercing scrape.]

[Ice-blue light and pitch-black light intertwined, tore at