The woman in white looked at the enormous blade scar on the ground.
It was the ultimate move Chen Ajiu had unleashed at the end.
Then her lively eyes fixed on the headless corpse.
Her black pupils shrank abruptly.
"D-dead?"
The blade-path genius she had searched so hard for had already become a cold corpse.
This was completely unexpected. A flash of helplessness and panic crossed her icy eyes.
Tracing the whereabouts of this blade-path prodigy had cost her the last of her strength. She never imagined he would be dead.
At once, waves of black demonic energy poured from her.
Compared to the demonic energy of the Demon Sect disciples' Blood Demon Pills, the energy around her was child's play.
The shocking demonic energy jolted awake the several escort-agency warriors who had been meditating to recover.
"Who are you?"
The two Bone-Refining warriors immediately stood up and drew their blades, on guard.
They exchanged glances, both bewildered. Though they had been recovering from their wounds, they had still kept a close watch on their surroundings.
Yet they had never noticed when this woman in white had appeared before them.
If her demonic energy hadn't burst forth on its own, they wouldn't have sensed her presence at all.
And the woman in white wore a strange Bronze Mask. How bizarre!
In the dead of night, deep in the wilderness, a woman in white wearing a sinister mask had suddenly appeared. The sight was enough to send a shiver down anyone's spine!
"How did he die?" the woman in white asked coldly.
Anyone could hear the boundless fury she was struggling to suppress.
"I don't know." The others looked at one another. At last, one of the Bone-Refining warriors answered.
They didn't want to give up Li Qiming.
"You're lying!"
Bang!
The Bone-Refining warrior exploded in an instant, his body blown to bits.
Everyone's heart jolted!
They stared at the woman in white in terror.
They had no idea how she had attacked. She had merely gotten angry, and a mighty Bone-Refining warrior had died just like that!
Horrifying!
She was definitely a master!
"If you don't talk, you'll all die!"
The woman in white was on the verge of losing control. Even with her mask on, they could sense her madness.
"I'll talk, I'll talk!" One of the Blood-Refining warriors couldn't take it any longer.
"It was Li Qiming! We had nothing to do with it!"
With him speaking up, the other Blood-Refining warriors quickly joined in.
"That's right. Chen Ajiu was killed by Li Qiming!"
"They crossed blades, and Chen Ajiu was no match for him. He died beneath Li Qiming's lightning-fast blade!"
They all talked over one another, each adding a little here and there. Together, their accounts filled in the whole picture for the woman in white.
So the blade-path prodigy she had been searching for was called Chen Ajiu...
And the man who killed him was called Li Qiming.
"Li Qiming... You destroyed my hope. I'll make you wish you were dead!" the woman in white snarled.
"Where is this Li Qiming?"
"He... He just went toward the Ancient Temple halfway up the mountain... But there are several Organ-Refining warriors inside..."
Before the other man could finish, the woman in white suddenly drew her blade. A blinding storm of blade-light flashed into existence, sweeping toward the escort-agency warriors.
Pfft! Pfft!
The blade-light pierced through every escort-agency warrior.
"Why? We told you everything!" one warrior cried, eyes wide with bitter outrage.
"You told me, and you still have to die!" the woman in white snarled.
The next moment, with a clatter!
The bodies of all the escort-agency warriors broke apart. Their flesh fell away, leaving one skeleton after another standing among the trees.
The woman in white's blade art had hacked them to pieces without so much as damaging a single bone. Her swordsmanship was nothing short of supernatural!
"Hah!"
She suddenly reached out. The corpses scattered across the ground shriveled in an instant, drained of all moisture.
Vast waves of Blood Qi surged toward the woman in white's mask, swallowed up completely by the Bronze Mask on her face.
Had a Demon Sect disciple witnessed this, they would surely have cried out in shock: this woman was the true demon!
Inside the Ancient Temple.
Murong Canghai's Blade Momentum was indeed mighty, but his body had grown old, his Blood Qi was failing, and his frail frame dragged him down. He could bring out only half the power of his Blade Momentum!
Even so, he had left Liu Yun, the Demon Sect elder, and Chen Shuang, who was at the peak of Bone Refining, in a wretched state.
"Hahaha! I've finally grasped the rudiments of Blade Momentum!"
Chen Shuang suddenly burst out laughing. His whole body was covered in countless blade wounds, a gruesome sight, yet he looked utterly exhilarated.
Under the pressure of Murong Canghai's Blade Momentum, he had finally comprehended the rudiments of his own Blade Momentum!
Boom!
A thin layer of flame suddenly rose over his blade, and his aura and strength doubled in an instant!
He had been ranked tenth on the Prodigy Ranking, with strength comparable to an Organ-Refining warrior. With this breakthrough, no one could stand in his way!
Shen Changsheng's Dragon Roar Sword technique faltered too, and Liu Yun seized the opening to strike him with a palm and send him flying.
Murong Canghai's Blood Qi had also failed. After fighting this long, it was nearly spent, and he could barely sustain his Blade Momentum. Affected by Chen Shuang's surging aura, he spat blood and was flung backward despite himself!
"Congratulations, Holy Son, on comprehending Blade Momentum!"
As a Demon Sect elder, Liu Yun's eyes lit up. Though he looked exhausted, he seemed proud to share in the moment.
After all, with Blade Momentum, Chen Shuang would be a top-tier fighter even once he entered the Organ-Refining realm.
Chen Shuang wore a proud expression. What a satisfying day!
He had found Xia Bingbing, the tenth-ranked beauty on the Beauty Ranking and bearer of the Ice Saint Body, and even grasped the rudiments of Blade Momentum—the very thing he had longed for but could never break through to!
"Hahaha! I'll reach the peak of the blade path!"
Chen Shuang was filled with pride, his spirit soaring.
He had a premonition that he would soon break through to Organ Refining and become the youngest Organ-Refining warrior in a thousand years!
With his Blade Momentum, he would surely make a name that shook the martial world!
"Holy Son, now's not the time to celebrate. Strike while we have the chance and kill them first!" Liu Yun said slowly, stroking his lush white beard, thick as cotton.
Chen Shuang's expression sobered. He turned to look at Murong Canghai.
"Old senior, you helped me form my Blade Momentum, and I ought to thank you. Unfortunately, my Demon Sect never leaves survivors when we strike!"
"I'll make it quick," Chen Shuang said earnestly.
"Cough, cough..." Murong Canghai coughed up blood, looking utterly wretched.
"If you want to kill him, you'll have to get past me first."
Shen Changsheng swung his long sword and stood before Murong Canghai. A faint dragon's rumble came from the blade in his hand, and a weak, indistinct Sword Momentum wound around it.
How could he have failed to gain something from this fierce battle? Unfortunately, Shen Changsheng had comprehended it a little more slowly than Chen Shuang. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so badly outmatched...
"Sword Momentum? I didn't expect you to be a genius too. Too bad you came in second."
Chen Shuang looked fearless, feigning a sigh of regret.
After all, the other man's Blade Momentum was too weak—it wasn't even a rudiment!
"Heh..." Murong Canghai suddenly grinned.
"Brother Shen, let this old man take over."
Shen Changsheng furrowed his brows slightly. Without turning around, he asked anxiously, "Senior Murong... can you still fight?"
"This old man still has one blade left. This blade can slay an Organ-Refining warrior."
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