(First update)
"New God of Slaughter, I still haven't settled the score with you for draining the great River of Blood dry. Now that you've come knocking and spouting such arrogance, don't blame me for settling old grudges and new together!"
The instant he uttered "new," the King of Slaughter transformed into a streak of blood-red light, moving at incredible speed.
By the time his final word fell, his enormous wings were slicing toward Yang Ming like a meat grinder, carrying terrifying gusts.
Even the Slaughter Domain surrounding the King of Slaughter sought to suppress Yang Ming's Divine Slaughter's Domain, imposing a total prohibition on magic so that Yang Ming could use neither his soul rings nor his soul skills.
Ring after ring of blood-red light rippled out from the King of Slaughter's body. That powerful bloody radiance was filled not only with a corrosive aura, but also with a peculiar energy fluctuation.
Faced with this, Yang Ming drew his sword and readied himself.
"Nine Swords of Dugu, Sword-Breaking Stance!"
With one stroke, it was as though ten thousand swords had become one. Within that peerless sword light, one could almost glimpse a figure who had spent his entire life pursuing the pinnacle of the sword.
The sword struck, cleaving across eternity!
"Hiss!"
Sword and wing clashed head-on, neither yielding an inch, throwing off fierce sparks.
But ultimately, the Mysterious Sword was no longer what it had once been. Having absorbed endless slaughter energy and advanced step by step toward becoming a divine artifact, it now possessed an indescribable sharpness.
In the next instant, that enormous bat wing, capable of easily cleaving mountains of gold and silver, was torn open by the terrifying sword light, leaving a long, narrow gash.
"Rrrip!"
A spray of intensely concentrated blood droplets scattered through