The two blasts of ice and fire energy converged, forming a swirling storm of ice and fire that rushed toward Nalan Sheng.
"It's useless," Nalan Sheng scoffed as he watched.
In the past, he would have had to dodge such a terrifying energy attack. But now, there was no need.
After all, the sword in his hand was no ordinary sword.
Slash!!!
As the ice-fire energy neared him, Nalan Sheng raised Ye Fan Sword and slashed downward.
In that instant, a massive sword-shaped shadow erupted from the blade.
Whoosh—
The terrifying energy was sliced cleanly in two, breaking apart into particles and dissipating into the air.
"What is this...!?"
The two elderly Martial Saints trembled at the sight.
It had been shocking enough when Nalan Sheng cleaved through the Martial Kings' powerful attacks earlier. But now, even their combined Martial Saint-level attack had been cut down by a single slash from his sword!
Just how powerful was this sword?
Wait, could it be that Nalan Sheng had already reached the level of Martial God?
The two elders' bodies shuddered at the thought.
But they quickly dismissed it.
No, that couldn't be the case!
"Ahhhh!!!"
The two Martial Saints roared, unleashing another wave of energy in a desperate attempt to overpower Nalan Sheng.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
But Nalan Sheng calmly swung Ye Fan Sword again and again, cutting through the massive blasts of energy like they were nothing more than fruit.
[Blood Flame Crescent Slash]!
Nalan Sheng lifted Ye Fan Sword once more, channeling his energy into the blade. A fierce, blood-red flame erupted from the sword.
Slash!
With a powerful sweep, a crescent-shaped wave of fire shot forward.
One of the elders' pupils shrank as he realized what was coming.
But it was too late to dodge!
The fiery slash crashed into the elder, completely obliterating his body in an instant.
Zi Yu Mo, watching from behind, was so frightened that he nearly wet himself.
He had known Nalan Sheng was powerful, but he had never imagined his strength would be this overwhelming!
The two elders at his side were both Martial Saints, yet they had been slaughtered with such ease!
"Master... this isn't Nalan Sheng's own power... It's the power of the sword in his hand."
The remaining elder's voice trembled as he spoke.
His eyes were locked onto Ye Fan Sword, the terrifying aura it emitted making his entire body quiver in fear.
That sword... it exuded such overwhelming menace that the elder no longer had the will to fight. Even just looking at it drained all his resolve.
"Stop him! He's coming!"
Zi Yu Mo cried out as he saw Nalan Sheng flying toward them.
"I can't stop him!!!"
The elder's body shook violently. With a desperate shout, he turned and tried to flee.
He was terrified.
He didn't want to die here.
"You coward! How dare you betray me and run away!!"
Though Zi Yu Mo was trembling himself, he screamed furiously at the fleeing elder.
"Hmph, where do you think you're going?"
Nalan Sheng sneered, swinging Ye Fan Sword in midair.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Terrifying sword energy burst forth, streaking through the air toward the elder.
The sheer force of the attack tore open cracks in the space around them.
"No!!!"
Sensing the danger, the elder turned in panic, unleashing all of his remaining energy to form a protective barrier around himself.
Boom, boom, boom—
But the sword energy was too powerful. The barrier was shattered instantly, and the energy tore through the elder's body, ripping him to pieces.
Blood splattered everywhere.
[Killed Martial Saint-level warrior, gained 100,000,000 evolution points]
[Killed Martial Saint-level warrior, gained 100,000,000 evolution points]
[Absorbed Martial Saint-level blood essence, gained 1,000 energy points]
[Absorbed Martial Saint-level blood essence, gained 1,000 energy points]
...
As Ye Fan Sword absorbed the blood essence, immense energy surged into its blade and then into Nalan Sheng's body.
Such rich energy!
Nalan Sheng's eyes widened slightly as he felt the overwhelming power flowing into him.
The strength of a Martial Saint was indeed formidable.
At the same time, he felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction as the energy continued to flood into his body.
Meanwhile, Zi Yu Mo turned and fled in a panic.
He didn't care about anything else anymore; all he wanted was to escape.
Nalan Sheng's power was too terrifying.
In just a few moments, two powerful Martial Saints had been killed!
"Stop."
Just as Zi Yu Mo was about to fly further away, he heard a cold voice behind him.
It was Nalan Sheng.
Zi Yu Mo's body stiffened, and he hesitated for a moment before continuing to flee.
But he quickly steeled himself.
If he stayed, he was certain to die. He had no choice but to risk it all!
Escape!
Without a moment's hesitation, he gathered all his energy and shot forward, determined to flee.
"I said stop. Didn't you hear me?"
Suddenly, Nalan Sheng appeared in front of Zi Yu Mo, blocking his path.
Slash—
In the blink of an eye, Nalan Sheng swung Ye Fan Sword, severing Zi Yu Mo's right arm.
"Ahhh!!!"
Zi Yu Mo let out a blood-curdling scream.
"Spare me! I'll do anything you want, just don't kill me!!!"
Terror filled Zi Yu Mo's eyes as he begged for his life.
He didn't want to die. He couldn't die here.
He began slowly retreating, trying to distance himself from Nalan Sheng.
"Why did you rebel?"
Nalan Sheng's cold gaze pierced through him as he spoke.
Zi Yu Mo hesitated for a moment, then clenched his teeth in anger.
"Why? You ask why?!"
His voice trembled with fury as he spoke.