One Against Seven

Facing the ultimate sword strike, condensed from True Man Songyue's lifelong cultivation and very life, Lu Shaoyou's usually calm face finally showed a hint of solemnity.

This sword strike was very powerful.

The nihilistic, sinking sword intent had surpassed mere martial arts techniques.

If he were to block it head-on, even his current physically indestructible body would likely be injured.

He could retreat. With the profoundness of Lingbo Weibu, he could completely evade the edge of this attack and easily take True Man Songyue's life once the latter was depleted.

But this was not his style.

The cultivation of a martial artist was, in itself, going against the heavens, and one should possess an indomitable spirit. To constantly retreat would eventually lead to a loss of sharpness and create a flaw within one's heart.

Moreover… he still had trump cards.

"This is interesting. Finally, something that can make me get serious."

Lu Shaoyou's thoughts raced, and a wild fighting spirit curved his lips instead.

"System, consume 10,000 Slaughter Value to upgrade the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill!"

[Ding! Skill upgraded. Current progress: Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill Eleventh Layer (10%), Three Dragon-Elephant Power!]

A power far more immense and purer than before erupted like a volcanic blast, instantly filling every inch of his limbs and bones.

The golden Zhen Qi within his body, at this moment, seemed to transform into a surging river, emitting thunderous roars.

His bones and muscles chimed in unison, his flesh and blood surged, and his entire aura climbed steadily!

Three Dragon-Elephant Power!

What terrifying power was this!

"Break… for me!"

Facing the descending bloody crescent moon, Lu Shaoyou advanced instead of retreating, stepping forward to meet the nihilistic sword intent.

He gripped the Qi Mei Cudgel tightly, pouring the surging Three Dragon-Elephant Power within him into it without reservation.

"Dragon-Elephant Demon Suppressing Cudgel—Suppress!"

This cudgel strike possessed no domineering aura to sweep away a thousand armies, nor any complex or varied tricks. It contained but one word—Suppress!

To suppress everything with absolute power!

The golden cudgel silhouette shot up into the sky, no longer an illusory surge of energy, but condensed as if it were solid. It resembled a pillar supporting the heavens, smashing fiercely towards the bloody crescent moon.

In that instant, heaven and earth fell silent.

In the eyes of everyone, only that exquisitely beautiful, bloody moon and that golden divine pillar, dominating heaven and earth, remained.

The two collided!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a moment of dead silence.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The next instant.

"Crack…"

A faint cracking sound echoed, like a signal.

That bloody crescent moon, containing all of True Man Songyue's life and power, began to show a barely perceptible crack from the point of contact with the golden cudgel silhouette.

Following that, like a spiderweb, the crack instantly spread across the entire moon wheel!

"Bang!"

The bloody moon exploded!

Transforming into a sky full of bloody light spots, it dissipated into the air.

And the golden cudgel silhouette, its momentum undiminished, swept away everything in its path with an invincible posture, landing precisely on True Man Songyue's head.

"No…"

True Man Songyue's face, distorted by the blood burning, only had time to reveal an expression of extreme shock and despair.

A soft sound, like a watermelon being smashed.

The Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, True Man Songyue, who had unleashed the strongest strike of the Xiantian late-stage, along with the shattered Songyue Sword in his hand, was smashed into a pulp of flesh from top to bottom by this cudgel strike.

Soul and form annihilated!

[Slaughter Value +8000 points.]

The entire summit of Soul Severing Cliff fell into deathly silence once more.

The wind stopped, and the clouds seemed to freeze. Thousands of martial artists, like thousands of stone sculptures, stared blankly at the figure in green standing on the stage, their minds completely blank.

He was dead?

The pillar of Qingzhou's martial arts world, the highly respected Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, True Man Songyue, his strongest attack fueled by burning his life away, was… blown apart by a single cudgel strike?

This was no longer martial arts; it was a myth! A miracle!

"Martial… Martial Uncle!"

"Sect Leader!!"

After a brief moment of dead silence, the camps of the Qingcheng Sword Sect and the other major sects erupted with mournful cries.

"Demon! This scoundrel has completely turned into a demon! We are irreconcilable with him!"

"Kill him! Avenge True Man Songyue! Rid the martial arts world of this scourge!"

"Fellow Daoists! Against such a devil, there's no need for chivalry! Let's attack together and tear him limb from limb!"

A glint of joy flashed in Xue Yutang's eyes. This was the moment he had been waiting for!

He abruptly stood up from his grand tutor's chair, drew the bloody long saber at his waist, raised his arm, and shouted with a voice full of grief and determination.

"Well said! Avenge True Man Songyue! Exorcise the demon for Qingzhou! Blood Saber Sect disciples, listen to my command, follow me... Charge!"

Before his voice even fell, the ground beneath his feet exploded. He shot forward like a cannonball, becoming the first to charge towards Lu Shaoyou.

The blood-red light on his long saber blazed, transforming into a terrifying saber aura over thirty feet long, cleaving down from above.

His movement seemed to ignite a powder keg.

"Kill!"

"Avenge Sect Leader Zhou!"

"Exorcise demons and uphold righteousness, starting today!"

"Mount Tai Sect, attack!"

"Hengshan Sect, attack!"

The martial arts experts from various sects, previously awed by Lu Shaoyou's might, were now completely blinded by rage, fueled by their shared hatred and Xue Yutang's incitement.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Figures, like fish leaping across a river, fearlessly charged onto the arena.

Mount Tai Sect Leader, Xiantian Early-stage!

Hengshan Sect Leader, Xiantian Early-stage!

Coupled with the sect leaders and elders from several other first-rate sects...

In an instant, a total of six Xiantian Early-stage experts, along with Xue Yutang, whose strength was unfathomable at the Xiantian Mid-stage, surrounded Lu Shaoyou from all directions.

Blade light, sword shadows, fist qigong, palm winds...

Various ultimate skills, imbued with the lifelong cultivation of Xiantian experts, rained down like a storm upon Lu Shaoyou in the center of the arena!

What a terrifying spectacle this was!

Seven Xiantian experts besieging one person! This had never happened in the nearly hundred-year history of the Qingzhou martial arts world!

The martial artists below who were not qualified to be on the stage watched with surging blood and trembling hearts. They believed that under such a terrifying siege, even a true immortal would be blasted into ashes!

However, facing this deadly situation, Lu Shaoyou's face showed no trace of panic.

In fact, he seemed somewhat... impatient.

"A bunch of trash, so noisy!"

He let out a cold snort, shifted his feet, and unleashed the Lingbo Weibu movement technique to its extreme.

His entire body seemed to transform into an intangible wisp of smoke, leisurely weaving through the impenetrable net of attacks.

The attacks, which could split mountains and shatter rocks, couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

"You first!"

Lu Shaoyou's figure, like a phantom, appeared beside the Mount Tai Sect Leader.

The Mount Tai Sect Leader only felt his vision blur, and a sense of mortal danger enveloped his heart. Without thinking, he unleashed his ultimate move, "Mount Tai Eighteen Twists," pouring out his profound palm force to protect himself.

However, Lu Shaoyou didn't intend to confront him head-on.

Dragon Claw Hand!

A golden dragon claw phantom emerged from thin air, ignoring the layers of palm shadows, and precisely locked onto his throat.

"Crack!"

With a crisp snap, all the Mount Tai Sect Leader's sounds and movements ceased abruptly.

[Slaughter Value +5000 points.]

Achieving the kill, Lu Shaoyou didn't pause. His figure flickered again, appearing behind another elder, still with a simple Dragon Claw Hand strike.

"Pfft!"

Another Xiantian expert fell.

[Slaughter Value +5000 points.]

He moved like Death walking through a field of flowers. Each appearance, each strike, was inevitably accompanied by the death of a Xiantian expert.

The Lingbo Weibu movement technique kept him in an invincible position.

The uncanny precision of Dragon Claw Hand allowed him to kill without being seen.

The Dragon-Elephant Demon Suppressing Cudgel, occasionally swung by Lu Shaoyou, was even more incredibly overbearing. Anything that stood in its way was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Clang!"

The sword of the Hengshan Sect leader was smashed into countless fragments by a single blow. The ferocious cudgel energy surged into his body through his arm, instantly shattering all his meridians and bones.

[Slaughter Value +5000 points.]

In just over ten breaths, three of the seven Xiantian experts who had been surrounding him had already died tragically on the spot!

A tempestuous storm raged in Xue Yutang's heart!

He knew Lu Shaoyou was strong, but he never imagined he would be so outrageously powerful! Fighting seven opponents alone and still cutting through them like vegetables? Was this even human?!

The more shocked he was, the more ecstatic his expression became.

Die! All of you, die!

The more deaths, the better!

He could clearly feel the trembling of the arena beneath his feet growing more violent. A hidden, evil power was madly drawing on the scattered essence, blood, and resentment of these Xiantian experts after their deaths, erupting from the depths of the earth.

Soon, very soon!

"Everyone! Don't be afraid! His true qi is heavily depleted, he's a spent force! Let's wear him down!"

Xue Yutang roared again, wielding his blood-colored saber even more ferociously. Every strike aimed at Lu Shaoyou's vital points, while he continuously incited the remaining fighters.

The remaining three Xiantian experts were already terrified out of their wits, but now they were in too deep to retreat. Gritting their teeth, they madly urged their true qi, coordinating with Xue Yutang to attack.

As Xue Yutang had said, simultaneously dealing with so many experts and using a top-tier movement technique like Lingbo Weibu, which consumed a tremendous amount of true qi, Lu Shaoyou's true qi was indeed depleting at an astonishing rate.

But he was completely unfazed.

"A spent force? Then let me show you what true despair looks like!"

A cold glint flashed in Lu Shaoyou's eyes as he locked onto another elder, who was drenched in blood.

"System, spend another 10,000 Slaughter Value to upgrade the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill!"

[Ding! Current progress: Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill Eleventh Layer (20%), Four Dragon-Elephant Power!]

Boom!

A more terrifying power than before exploded within him! The consumed true qi not only fully recovered in that instant but even became several times more potent than in his prime!

Four Dragon-Elephant Power!

Lu Shaoyou felt as if he could now shatter a mountain with a single punch!

"Die!"

He roared, and the Qi Mei Cudgel in his hand, with a whistling sound that tore through the air, smashed towards the elder with an utterly unreasonable force.

The elder only felt an irresistible aura of death engulfing him. Before he could even react, he was pulverized into a bloody mist by the cudgel, along with his sword.

[Slaughter Value +5000 points.]

Killed with one strike!

The entire battlefield froze.

Xue Yutang and the remaining two Xiantian experts stopped their movements as if they had seen a ghost.

They could clearly feel that Lu Shaoyou's aura had not weakened; instead, it had become several times more terrifying than before!

What... what kind of monster was this?!