"You cultivated a sinister, frigid art that required the Yin Qi of women. Countless innocent women must have died by your hand. You deserved death a thousand times over," Ning Xiaochuan said coldly.
Eunuch Ji did not deny it. He sneered, "Doesn't the Northern Darkness Divine Art you cultivate also require devouring human blood? You are not much better than me."
"The people I kill all deserve to die. I would never raise a blade against the old, the weak, women, or children. That is the essential difference between us."
Ning Xiaochuan did not wish to waste any more words on Eunuch Ji. He pushed the blood qi within his body to its utmost limit. Every drop of blood transformed into the shape of a sword, and a trace of the Supreme Body's power manifested! Although Ning Xiaochuan had only found a tiny opportunity to cultivate the Supreme Body and remained a hundred thousand miles away from truly attaining it, that sliver of opportunity had already nurtured a trace of Supreme Body power within his blood.
Ning Xiaochuan dripped a scarlet drop of blood onto the flames. It was like a crimson battle sword falling into the Bronze Ancient Lamp.
To Eunuch Ji, trapped within the flames, that drop of blood was like a supreme Heaven Sword descending from the heavens and plunging straight into his skull.
The flame upon the wick immediately became even more terrifying. In merely three minutes, it refined Eunuch Ji to death. The blood within Eunuch Ji's body was entirely absorbed by the Bronze Ancient Lamp and turned into lamp oil.
Another Earth Venerable Realm Seventh Level martial artist had perished.
The martial artists on the ground had only seen a dazzling burst of light appear in the sky, as though the sun had exploded,