"Slash."
Ye Lin did not even spare Li Zhigang a proper glance. He slowly raised his hand, formed sword fingers with both hands, and lightly drew them across the void before him.
In an instant, an incomparably resplendent Sword Qi appeared between heaven and earth, and Li Zhigang could only watch helplessly as that dazzling Sword Qi fell upon him.
Yet at that very moment, Li Zhigang suddenly threw back his head and laughed.
"I have roamed Central Continent for over ten thousand years, yet I never imagined I would stumble here today. Truly, the world is unpredictable."
"But you will not fare much better either, Fellow Daoist. The things of the Blood Demon Sect are not so easily taken. I will be waiting for you below."
The moment Li Zhigang finished speaking, the Sword Qi descended with the might to destroy all things.
With a thunderous boom, Li Zhigang's body instantly turned to nothing beneath the Sword Qi, not leaving behind even the slightest trace.
Ordinary heaven-chosen cultivators were no longer even a match for Ye Lin in a single exchange. They were utterly unworthy of a second glance from him.
"How do I give this thing to you?"
Ye Lin played with the Sacred Blood Scythe in his hand as he sent a voice transmission.
"Just hand it to me. The Boundless Artifact you used earlier has already gravely wounded this fellow's artifact spirit. It has little strength left to resist. I can handle it."
As soon as the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar finished speaking, Ye Lin saw a flash of bloody light before his eyes, and the Sacred Blood Scythe in his hand vanished.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for coming to our aid."
Only then did Purple Cloud and her two sisters come up behind Ye Lin, their