Master Mo was startled. He hurriedly formed hand seals with both hands, and Spiritual Seals surged forth without end.
But it was already too late. Ye Yu gripped the Purple Firmament Sword and slashed down. A streak of black sword radiance flashed past, and Master Mo was instantly cleaved in two.
Seeing a blood bead fall from Master Mo's body, Ye Yu crushed it without a word.
That blood bead was a Blood Demon Race bloodseed. Even if the physical body was chopped to pieces, as long as the bloodseed remained, they could use special methods to reconstruct their body.
Against an array master—even an array Grandmaster—you only needed to strike before they could react.
Not everyone could cultivate both arrays and spiritual power.
Generally, array masters were not particularly strong in terms of spiritual power cultivation.
Looking at that fleeting streak of black sword radiance, Ye Yu's heart tightened. Clearly, after the Void Sky Cauldron absorbed Cang Mo, the power within his body had undergone some changes.
After all, Ye Yu himself had no spiritual roots. The source of his spiritual power came from the Void Sky Cauldron.
Although he could sense that this change had made him stronger than before, he truly had no idea whether it was a blessing or a curse.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Yu stopped dwelling on it. He concealed his aura and entered the Sword King's Palace.
The moment he stepped through the gates of the Sword King's Palace, Ye Yu saw many drained corpses. They had clearly fallen victim to the Blood Demon Race's methods.
Moreover, quite a few of them had only recently died, yet there was not a trace of blood on the ground.
Ye Yu's expression grew much more solemn at the sight. That blood demon's strength was