When it came to blades, swords, and other weapons, Xu Zimo had never feared anyone.
Endless blade intent surrounded them like a surging river, filling the entire void as it slashed without cease.
That blade intent directly suppressed Seven Kill.
Collision after collision rang out with bangs.
"Blood-Stained Blade," Seven Kill cried softly.
The sword blade seemed to have been veiled in blood. Blades beneath a curtain of crimson swept through the void, endlessly severing everything apart.
Xu Zimo retreated slightly, evading the strike.
"Flying Thousand Streams."
"Soul Snatcher."
Two more soft cries rang out as killing intent continuously erupted from the Seven Star Sword in her hand.
Flowers of slaughter slowly bloomed from the sword tip.
Like a waterfall plunging straight down three thousand feet, it hooked the soul and drew it forth, while the Sword Momentum grew ever stronger.
One sword, every move and stance displaying the splendor of slaughter.
"Dust Returns to Earth."
"Starfall Silence."
The sword rose and vanished, like the myriad faces of life, like all things returning to earth, with everything dissolving into smoke and dust.
Stars brightened and dimmed. The sky was full of stars, yet they fell swiftly; a fleeting splendor arrived in an instant—this was the boundary between life and death.
Xu Zimo continued retreating.
Imperial Might surged around Seven Kill as her boundless killing intent grew increasingly powerful.
What she had comprehended was the profound truth of slaughter.
Countless sword strikes descended. In the end, Xu Zimo's waist was still cut by one sword, blood flowing down.
Yet the wound instantly closed again.
"Ten Thousand Annihilation."
"Blood Reincarnation."
Seven Kill unleashed all seven sword forms of the Seven Kill, until she finally raised her last sword.
A crimson reincarnation formed above her head.
The vortex of reincarnation spun without end,