Once one's life level rose high enough, the body naturally gained many wondrous abilities.
These included unimaginable resilience, heightened sensitivity through the skin, the power to regenerate from a drop of blood, and inexhaustible energy.
At first, Chen Yidao paid no mind to the tiny wounds on his body. Injuries like these would heal within a few breaths.
But after defending himself for a while, he found that the wounds had not healed. They had not even scabbed over. They just kept bleeding.
That much blood loss would have sent an ordinary person into shock.
Chen Yidao took a deep breath and sheathed his blade instead. He dodged the petals with his movement technique, then, a breath later, gripped the hilt and gave a low shout as he slashed.
Soundlessly, all things turned black.
Countless petals were swallowed by the black blade energy in an instant.
"Demonic Blade!"
At that moment, Nameless scattered into countless petals to evade the blade energy. Chen Yidao smiled as his trap sprang shut and immediately discarded the blade in his hand.
A blade formed entirely of demonic energy appeared in his hand, and he swung it at Nameless.
The moment he struck, Luo Jiu and Gao Shanggong stopped fighting in the distance. In an instant, both retreated hundreds of thousands of meters.
Worry crossed Gao Shanggong's face, while Luo Jiu marveled. Rama's judgment had been right: Chen Yidao's talent was extraordinary. This strike had already come very close to one ten-thousandth of the Life-and-Death Cycle Sword's power.
One ten-thousandth might not sound like much.
In fact, it was enough to kill a powerhouse above level 270. It was a supreme blade technique capable of slaying foes far above its wielder's level.
Why had Chen Yidao submitted to Rama in both heart and body after