"Watch out!"
"It's Nalan Sheng!!!"
Some of the Martial King-level warriors below shouted in alarm, but it was already too late.
The overwhelming sword energy surged down, slicing through the bodies of many warriors cleanly in half. The sword energy was terrifyingly powerful.
"His strength..."
"How has it become so strong!?"
The Martial Kings hovering in the distance stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with shock they could not conceal.
"I'm not sure, but it's clear that An Qing failed," one of the Martial Kings said gravely.
They had thought that An Qing's ambush would be enough to take Nalan Sheng down. However, not only had Nalan Sheng survived, but now he wielded power far beyond their expectations.
"Everyone, use your skills! We must kill him first!"
The Martial King's expression grew grim as he summoned all his energy, and the others followed suit, releasing their full power without hesitation.
"Hmm?"
Nalan Sheng, floating in the sky, turned his gaze toward the approaching storm of powerful energy.
"Heh," he chuckled coldly, without a hint of fear.
Raising Ye Fan Sword high above his head, he slashed downward just as the torrent of energy was about to engulf him.
Whoosh—
With one strike, the sword unleashed a terrifying wave that cleaved the powerful attacks in two, scattering them like grains of sand.
"Impossible!!!"
The group of Martial Kings watching from afar were stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.
One strike.
With just one strike, he had split their terrifying attacks in half!
Had Nalan Sheng's power truly reached such an unfathomable level?
The thought made their bodies tremble with fear.
"Goodbye."
Nalan Sheng's gaze locked onto the Martial Kings.
He swung Ye Fan Sword in the air once more.
[Ten Thousand Void Slash]!!!
In an instant, countless waves of devastating sword energy surged forward, ripping through the air toward the Martial Kings.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The sound of the powerful sword energy echoed, and cracks began to form in the surrounding space.
"What is this...!?"
The Martial Kings, wide-eyed in terror, screamed for their lives.
"Run!!!"
They turned and flew as fast as they could, their bodies surrounded by layers of protective energy.
But the sword energy moved too quickly.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
In an instant, the terrifying sword energy tore through their bodies, cutting them cleanly in half. Their protective energy fields proved useless against the onslaught.
The Martial Kings stared in shock, not fully understanding how they had died, as their severed bodies fell from the sky.
Large streams of blood and energy, like long serpents, flowed toward Ye Fan Sword, merging into its blade.
[Killed Martial King-level warrior, gained 1,000,000 evolution points]
[Killed Martial King-level warrior, gained 1,000,000 evolution points]
[Killed Martial King-level warrior, gained 1,000,000 evolution points]
...
[Absorbed Martial King-level blood essence, gained 100 energy points]
[Absorbed Martial King-level blood essence, gained 100 energy points]
[Absorbed Martial King-level blood essence, gained 100 energy points]
...
As the powerful energy continued to flow into Nalan Sheng, he couldn't help but sigh in amazement.
"This sword is terrifying."
He felt the constant stream of energy entering his body, and his cultivation technique automatically circulated the energy, increasing his strength even further.
Soon, he could clearly feel his power growing stronger and stronger.
At this rate, ascending to the Martial God realm didn't seem so far off...
The thought stirred a small excitement within him.
"You rebels, all of you will die here."
Looking down at the rebel army below, Nalan Sheng sneered. With a single thought, he activated another of Ye Fan Sword's abilities—[Thousand Lightning]!
Once again, immense lightning energy surged from the sword and rained down upon the battlefield.
Boom, boom, boom—
The sound of the lightning strikes was deafening, and countless warriors were reduced to ash in an instant. Even Martial King-level warriors, struck by the lightning, were either dead or gravely injured.
By this time, Nalan Sheng had begun flying toward the battlefield ahead.
"No! Impossible!!!"
"Who could be doing this!?"
A middle-aged man, standing on a high vantage point, trembled as he watched the countless warriors wiped out by the lightning strikes.
"It's Nalan Sheng! It's Nalan Sheng!!!"
Two elderly men standing beside the middle-aged man shouted in unison as they finally recognized the attacker.
Just then, massive orbs of lightning energy materialized and shot toward them.
The two elders reacted quickly, placing themselves in front of the middle-aged man and releasing powerful energy to create a giant energy shield.
Boom, boom—
The lightning orbs crashed into the shield, creating an earth-shaking explosion.
Pfft—
Although they managed to block the lightning strikes, the force of the impact was so great that both elders coughed up blood.
"So, it's you, Nalan Sheng!!!"
The middle-aged man squinted and saw Nalan Sheng flying toward them from the distance.
"To think you even captured the emperor..."
Nalan Sheng's expression grew grim as he looked down at the scene below.
They had reached the Ziling Kingdom's palace, and the emperor, along with the remaining royal protectors, had all been captured!
Clearly, these rebels had been plotting for a long time.
If he had been killed in the ambush, the capital of Ziling Kingdom would surely have fallen by now.
His gaze turned toward the middle-aged man.
Zi Yu Mo.
This man was the emperor's half-brother from another mother.
"I can't believe An Qing failed," Zi Yu Mo said, glaring at Nalan Sheng.
Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he then forced a smile.
"Nalan Sheng, have you considered... joining me?"