With Liu Yu's current strength, defeating Old Devil Bliss would have been easy if he played all his trump cards, but killing him would have been difficult.
His opponent was, after all, an infamous demonic cultivator. The fact that he had violated countless wives and daughters throughout his life yet remained alive and unharmed was the best proof of his strength.
Under these circumstances, the only way to kill him was to use the Spirit Treasure, the Ruined Sword!
Precisely because he intended to kill, Liu Yu refrained from revealing his strength and startling the snake in the grass. He planned to find suitable terrain, then deliver a single fatal strike with the Spirit Treasure.
After all, killing his opponent with his own strength would be difficult. Better to show weakness, then find an opportunity to finish him in one blow.
Ten years had passed, and Liu Yu's cultivation had advanced further, allowing him to unleash more of the Ruined Sword's power.
Even with only one chance to strike, killing an ordinary Great Cultivator was all but assured.
Unless he encountered someone like Blood Sea Devil Lord, whose mastery of the blood path granted exceptional survival abilities, he was already confident of dealing with ordinary Great Cultivators.
"Trying to escape?!"
"Azure Yang Old Devil? Your strength amounts to nothing!"
Meanwhile, Old Devil Bliss grinned viciously at the sight and pursued without hesitation, his six refined corpses following close behind.
Whoosh!
He formed several hand seals, and the hundred-zhang Immortal-Slaying Sword shrank to three inches before shooting toward the azure escape light ahead.
Although smaller, the Immortal-Slaying Sword's might became more concentrated. Rather than declining, its power increased.
From his perspective, everything his opponent had displayed was perfectly normal, so he harbored little suspicion.
Thus, an azure escape light led and