Sword of Ruthlessness

"Kill me?" Chen Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. His mind was in chaos; all he heard was that someone wanted to kill him. Killing intent instantly flooded his body, and a cold Sword Heart began to flow at this moment. In the ruthless state, he returned to his strongest realm.

No one could say exactly what was so powerful about this realm. They only knew that in this state, a person feared neither life nor death. Their battle awareness became terrifyingly sharp, devoid of any stray thoughts. There was only the sword in their heart.

At this moment, Feng Wuji, Xu Wuhui, and the others did not realize that this was ruthlessness. They merely felt that the Chen Fan before them seemed somewhat different, yet could not say how.

In the shadows of the bamboo grove, Yang Tianji watched this scene. He had never truly left from beginning to end. He had said he would not intervene, but he had never said he would not stay to watch the outcome. Seeing Chen Fan as though he had become another person, a trace of surprise flickered across Yang Tianji's face.

"How did he suddenly become like this? Could that Strong Wine Pill have been stored for too long, causing overly severe side effects?" Yang Tianji thought to himself. He too could not tell that Chen Fan had entered the ruthless state. Such a state had only ever been mentioned in records; no one had ever witnessed it firsthand.

A biting cold wind swept through the bamboo grove. It was impossible to tell whether it was nature's bleak autumn wind, or the chill emanating from someone.

Chen Fan gripped the Wuya Sword. Clarity had vanished from his eyes, his mind was muddled, and his killing intent surged like a vast tide.

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