Crushed!

Twenty points was the threshold for a superhuman attribute. Twenty-five was another critical point, one that could transform an attribute entirely.

At that moment, Xia Lun was too consumed by rage to read the flood of messages. But with a full twenty-nine points of Perception, he could see Echoes with his own eyes, even without activating Wind Whisperer!

In his vision, space had curves and contours. Every movement within it stirred faint ripples, leaving scars in its finest fabric. Where those scars intersected lay what was known as an Echo.

The instant he saw an Echo, knowledge flooded into his mind. Thanks to the superhuman Intelligence granted by his vast learning, he barely managed to grasp its nature.

An Echo was, at its core, an intersection of information. An Echo Attack was guaranteed to hit!

That was why curses were so difficult to defend against, and why they could even act across time and space: they worked through Echoes!

And Xia Lun had a gut feeling that he could now follow an Echo and unleash just such a strike!

"What, couldn't take the blow, so you killed yourself? How—" King Guewen's copies mocked in unison. A fierce, icy flash of steel answered them!

Hum!

The sword light shattered the choking black smoke and swept across the neck of the nearest King Guewen. As the clear hum of the blade rang out, every mocking voice fell silent!

Crack!

Driven by tremendous force, the blade sliced through King Guewen's skin, muscle, blood vessels, and vertebrae in an instant. Bone cracked with a sound that set teeth on edge, and golden-glinting drops of blood traced a great crimson arc through the air!

The next moment, the Echo transmitted the damage.

Splurt!

Hot blood erupted like rain. The whole world seemed stained a sickly