"Hmph, just a neither-human-nor-ghost monster, and you still dare call yourself a member of the Human Race?"
Ye Lin snorted. His goal had been to kill him anyway—didn't he need to find himself a reason?
With a reason, there was less of a hurdle in his heart when he acted.
"Sever."
With a gesture through the air, Ye Lin summoned nine Long Swords. They slowly emerged, eventually trapping Blood Wither Great Emperor within their formation. Sword Qi crisscrossed between the nine blades, and every strand possessed the might to slay a Mahayana powerhouse.
Who knew when once-invincible Mahayana experts had become nothing more than a figure of speech? Sad and lamentable.
"Such petty tricks? Then you truly don't hold me, Blood Wither Great Emperor, in high regard."
Blood Wither Great Emperor looked around at the sword formation with disdain. This was all?
You brought out such paltry methods to deal with me? Where was he supposed to put his dignity?
"Sever."
Ye Lin drew his five fingers together. The tips of the nine Long Swords aimed at Blood Wither Great Emperor, and amid shrill cries of steel, the swords shot toward him.
"Hmph."
Blood Wither Great Emperor snorted coldly. Several demonic shadows appeared behind him, and in an instant, the unstoppable sword light shattered into fragments.
Yet before he could gloat for long, he saw Ye Lin standing before him, smiling faintly.
"Blade, emerge—Reminiscence."
Ye Lin lightly tapped forward with his index finger. Blood Wither Great Emperor had no chance to react; his entire body froze in place, motionless, his eyes dull and vacant as he stood there in silence.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin took the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword from his Spatial Ring and wiped its blade clean before slashing down.
Sword light passed through Blood Wither Great Emperor's body, cleaving