[Sword Master: Nalan Sheng]
[Rank: Sword Saint]
"Not bad, turns out he's a Sword Saint," Ye Fan remarked after seeing the system notification.
The previous guy was really unlucky. Just as Ye Fan ran out of energy and fell from the sky, the sword pierced right through the man's body.
"Such powerful energy..." Nalan Sheng murmured to himself, gripping the sword tightly.
As he held the sword, he could clearly feel a massive surge of energy flowing through him, dramatically increasing his power! The boost was immense.
Right, now he should be able to expel the poison from his body!
With that thought, he focused his energy, circulating it throughout his body. Thanks to the immense power brought by the sword, he recovered a significant amount of his strength.
In no time, he gathered his energy and forced the toxins out of his body through his pores.
As the poison was expelled from his body, Nalan Sheng felt his strength returning, his power becoming even greater.
"Refreshing!"
"Kill him quickly!"
The other warriors snapped back to reality and shouted urgently. If they didn't kill Nalan Sheng soon, they would be in serious trouble.
"Heh, you're all going to die," Nalan Sheng sneered.
With a swift motion, he slashed out with Ye Fan Sword.
Whoosh—
The strike unleashed an overwhelming surge of energy that instantly cleaved the warriors in two! Blood splattered everywhere.
Did he just kill them all?!
Staring in shock, Nalan Sheng was stunned.
With just a single swing, he had sliced through all the warriors, cutting them clean in half. Even their weapons were perfectly split in two.
How was this possible? Could this sword really have such immense power?
[Killed Martial King-level warriors, gained 1,000,000 evolution points]
[Killed Martial King-level warriors, gained 1,000,000 evolution points]
[Killed Martial King-level warriors, 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]
...
The blood from the slain warriors began to float in the air, flowing toward Ye Fan Sword, as did the dissipating energy.
"Blood absorption?" Nalan Sheng muttered, even more shocked by what he was seeing.
Soon, as Ye Fan Sword absorbed the blood and energy, some of the powerful energy began to flow into Nalan Sheng's body.
His eyes widened again—such concentrated energy!
And the energy kept flowing into him continuously.
"Does this sword absorb the blood essence and energy of fallen warriors?" Nalan Sheng wondered aloud.
At that moment, Ye Fan transmitted a series of skill details into Nalan Sheng's mind.
As a Sword Saint, Nalan Sheng was able to use many of Ye Fan Sword's abilities. However, he still couldn't fully unlock its power, as he was far from reaching the level of a Martial God.
He sat down cross-legged, circulating his energy rapidly.
Being a Sword Saint, he quickly absorbed and processed the energy he had gained.
Before long, the energy he had spent earlier was fully restored, and the wound on his shoulder was healed.
"Something's wrong!"
Nalan Sheng's eyes snapped open as he realized something was amiss. His expression shifted, and he shot to his feet, rushing toward the distance.
Whoosh—
As he dashed off, his body lifted into the air.
An Qing was a general of the rebel forces.
Nalan Sheng had learned this after being ambushed.
"Kill!!"
When he reached the outskirts of the distant city, he saw the rebel army laying siege to it.
"So it's true," Nalan Sheng muttered, his face darkening.
This was the capital of the Ziling Kingdom. How dare these rebels attack such a sacred place!
As the Sword Saint and protector of the Ziling Kingdom, if he died, the kingdom would have no hope of resisting.
"But now, all of you must die."
With a single thought, Nalan Sheng channeled his energy into Ye Fan Sword.
Crackle, crackle—
With a surge of immense power, the sky above filled with thunder and lightning.
Boom, boom—
In an instant, a torrent of lightning energy descended from the heavens.
The terrifying, massive bolts of lightning struck the battlefield below.
Some of the armored warriors heard the deafening roar and instinctively looked up.
But in that split second, the terrifying lightning struck their bodies, instantly reducing them to dust.
Boom, boom—
The devastating lightning continued to rain down, wiping out a large number of warriors in mere moments.
"What is this?!"
The remaining warriors, stunned by the sight, could only watch in horror.
Though the lightning had dissipated, the battlefield below was charred black, with a large number of warriors reduced to ashes, their armor shattered into pieces.
"That's... Nalan Sheng!!!"
Several Martial King-level warriors were horrified.
"Did An Qing... fail?"
Their faces paled as they looked up at Nalan Sheng, who now hovered in the sky, seemingly unharmed.
What the hell?!
"This sword's power is terrifying," Nalan Sheng marveled as he gazed at Ye Fan Sword.
The strike he had just unleashed—Ye Fan's [Thousand Lightning]—had obliterated a massive number of enemies.
Even with his own skills, he couldn't produce such immense power.
"Let's try again," Nalan Sheng said to himself.
With another thought, a powerful wave of sword energy began to surge from the blade.
Eyeing the rebels below, he slashed down.
Slash!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Instantly, powerful sword energy erupted from the blade, hurtling down toward the ground.
These sword strikes were far more terrifying than ordinary attacks, even causing slight cracks in the fabric of space itself.