Dozens of streaks of sword light instantly shattered the preparations of the two Golden Core cultivators before him. Their helpers were still rushing over; they needed to withstand the Sword Cultivator's frenzied assault alone for at least several breaths.
A hundred streaks of sword light slashed toward them, savage and irresistible. One of the Golden Core cultivators made the wrong decision. "Fall back!"
He chose to retreat because he did not want to face the Sword Cultivator alone, but how could a battle with a Sword Cultivator allow him to look ahead and behind in indecision?
Releasing two illusion spells, the pair retreated, taking care to wrap themselves in defenses as treasured artifacts circled protectively overhead.
But their retreat brought them no safety. The hundred streaks of sword light seemed to be fooled by the illusions, wheeling once before abruptly converging. "This is bad!"
The words still rang in the air when the sword light cleaved down with gathering momentum, swift as lightning. The cultivator in front could not dodge in time. He could only deploy his treasured artifact with all his strength, talismans flying wildly from his hands. But none of these could block that supremely fierce sword light.
One cultivator was cleaved in two by that streak of sword light. As the other panicked, a figure suddenly appeared before him, a gleaming sword in hand, like a god of slaughter.
"Since you're here, don't bother leaving."
The Golden Core cultivator blanched in terror. His opponent had suddenly appeared while they were in disarray. In close combat like this, Magic Cultivators like them had almost no chance, and he had never worked hard at it, either.
"Fellow Daoist, I actually came here to..." The sword light cleaved down in a savage, merciless slash.
Having landed his strike, Hou Du