Song Wen's figure emerged amid endless waves of blood.
Two black wings spread behind him, purple lightning surging across them.
With a fierce beat of his wings, Song Wen transformed into a streak of purple light and lunged straight at Yin Jiu.
Watching Song Wen continuously close in, Yin Jiu sneered.
The Mother-and-Child Blades shot down from high in the air, slashing toward Song Wen.
Song Wen's gaze darkened slightly.
His wings stretched forward and folded shut around him, shielding him within.
At the same time, purple lightning churned across the wings, weaving into a purple sphere of lightning dozens of zhang wide.
The Mother-and-Child Blades struck the purple lightning sphere in succession, each blow erupting with a roar.
The purple lightning sphere shook violently, bolts of electricity constantly scattering in all directions. Its forward momentum steadily weakened until it was forcibly halted in midair.
"Extreme Yin, as the master of the Divine Blood Sect, you do have some skill."
"But I presume you have already exhausted all your methods?"
"With this next move, I will surely take your life!"
As Yin Jiu barked out the words, billowing blood mist rose above his head.
The blood mist condensed without dispersing, all of it pouring into the guillotine blade, which had returned to a length of over a zhang.
The guillotine blade hummed. Layer upon layer of chilling radiance seeped through it, transforming the entire weapon into a blood-colored vicious blade whose killing intent soared into the heavens.
Yin Jiu's face turned pale as paper.
Clearly, blood-sacrificing the guillotine blade had cost him a tremendous amount of vital blood.
Yet Yin Jiu's eyes gleamed like lightning, their savage light blazing fiercely.
The spiritual power around his body surged into the guillotine blade like rivers flowing backward.
Blood light flared brilliantly from