The moment that voice rang out, I knew Uncle Yu was ready to risk his life.
As far as I knew, Uncle Yu had two powerful methods.
One was this Nine-Slash Golden Blade Art, which called upon the Grandmaster to bless three Golden Sabers.
The second was what Uncle Yu had mentioned back in Carefree Tower—he was going to boil himself.
Though I had never seen the second method, it was undoubtedly a move with no chance of survival, terrifyingly powerful.
Otherwise, Uncle Yu would not have exaggerated by saying that boiling himself could destroy Carefree Tower...
This first method, the Nine-Slash Golden Blade Art, was also a life-burning technique.
Zhang Yuchen's Spirit Gate Opening merely invested physical strength and vital energy, while the Blood Spirit Gate only progressed from the initial stage to true qi source power.
Once Uncle Yu called down the three Golden Sabers, he would be repaying them with his life...
Glancing sideways, I saw Uncle Yu raise the Dragon-Head Cleaver with one hand while Tian Yong guarded him.
Yet after Uncle Yu shouted those words, the Dragon-Head Cleaver showed no reaction at all.
I understood as well. Uncle Yu had not worshipped the Grandmaster before, so his summons of the Golden Sabers were not very effective...
Seeing this, Tian Yong immediately spoke.
"Master, th-there's no response..."
Uncle Yu frowned.
"I know!"
With that, Uncle Yu picked up the Dragon-Head Cleaver and slashed his own neck, smearing the blood from his throat across the blade.
He formed a hand seal with one hand and continued.
"Disciple Jushou once again beseeches the Grandmaster's Golden Saber..."
The moment Uncle Yu spoke those words.
An incomparably powerful aura suddenly descended from the heavens.
With a buzz, it crashed down onto Uncle Yu.
Centered on Uncle Yu, wind rose with