Ling Xiao held the Rain-Covering Sword but did not use it, as these four were unworthy.
He drew the Rain-Covering Sword to guard against a hidden oriole lurking in ambush.
Pfft!
A black-gold qi sword flashed, instantly piercing the head of one martial artist.
Boom!
Black-gold flames ignited, reducing the man’s head to ashes in an instant.
Seeing Ling Xiao’s ferocity, the remaining three were visibly stunned.
“Leave your things and get lost!” Ling Xiao said coldly.
“Don’t fear this kid. The three of us together can take him down. I refuse to believe we can’t kill him!”
Clearly, greed drove them to madness. For the Snow Feather Sword, the three lost all reason.
Ling Xiao showed no further mercy. Since they sought death, he wouldn’t let them leave with the Snow Feather Sword.
His right hand still gripped the Rain-Covering Sword, ever vigilant for a sneak attack.
His left hand waved, forming a sharp black qi sword.
This was the effect of nine qi swords merged into one. Even a simple slash was too much for opponents to handle.
With one thrust, a charging martial artist screamed, his body engulfed in raging flames, lifeless amid agonised cries.
Seeing this, the remaining two shouted in panic, turned, and fled.
“Hmph. If you had left the sword, you might have lived. To think you could take the Snow Feather Sword? You’re courting death!”
Hell Dragon Sword!
Ling Xiao roared, and the black-gold qi sword shot through the air, piercing both fleeing fighters simultaneously. Moments later, they were completely dead.
Their storage rings, without exception, ended up in Ling Xiao’s hands.
Perhaps due to the dangers of the True Demon Forbidden Land, their rings contained only stamina, true essence, and healing pills, with nothing of great value.
Still, an ordinary storage ring was worth ten thousand low-grade spirit stones, not bad for selling.
Most importantly, the Snow Feather Sword was back in his hands, which was truly satisfying.
He had gone to great lengths to break the ice-snow barrier to obtain it. How could he let someone take it without effort?
“What a bunch of fools. If they had left the Snow Feather Sword, they might have survived. Mere twenty percent power Half-Step Heavenly Venerates are nothing before me!”
After speaking, Ling Xiao suddenly pointed the Rain-Covering Sword at a spot behind a wall and said coldly, “Friend, you’ve been watching for a while. Don’t you plan to show yourself?”
“Hahaha, I didn’t expect your observation to be so keen.”
The person laughed heartily and stepped out from behind the wall.
“I’m not just observant. My strength isn’t bad either. You saw the fight just now. You wouldn’t have any other intentions, would you?” Ling Xiao asked, looking at the peculiar-looking woman before him.
He recognised her, of course. She was Wan She, a disciple of the Jade Water Divine Palace, whom Wu Xiang had mentioned. Wu Xiang said she ranked seventy-ninth in the last Martial Arts Festival. Her strength was formidable, especially in using her snake martial soul, surpassing all disciples of the Beast King Palace. She was someone to avoid.
But now, Ling Xiao was not only near her but confronting her.
“Heh, you killed four martial artists of your level with ease. Your strength is indeed impressive, but to me, it means nothing.”
Wan She smiled faintly, shaking her head. “You gave them a chance, so I’ll give you one too. Drop the sword and leave, and I won’t take your life.”
“Did you kill a Yuehua Sect disciple?” Ling Xiao asked suddenly.
“Yes, a fifth-level Mortal Realm disciple. He begged for mercy, but I didn’t give him a chance. In our Jade Water Divine Palace, the heads of the twelve sects’ disciples are quite valuable, so I took his head.”
Wan She pointed to a specially treated head at her waist, smiling. “If you don’t obey, you’ll end up like him.”
“Is that so? Unfortunately, I don’t like being controlled!”
Ling Xiao put away the Snow Feather Sword and drew the Mist Sword.
Left hand wielding the Mist Sword, right hand holding the Rain-Covering Sword.
This was a worthy opponent, and Ling Xiao planned to test the power of the Mist Celestial Phenomenon.
“And since you killed a Yuehua Sect disciple, there’s no way this ends peacefully.”
Ling Xiao added.
“Heh, what can you do to me? You’re the top core disciple of the Yuehua Sect and killed Bei Duanchang, but I saw that fight. You just happened to counter that fool.
Now, I’ll give you a chance. Leave the Snow Feather Sword, or die!”
Wan She maintained her smile.
But Ling Xiao saw caution in her grin.
Given Wan She’s nature, she wouldn’t normally let him go. Her caution stemmed from fear of Ling Xiao, prompting her to avoid a direct clash.
“Killing you won’t take much time. No need for talk!”
Ling Xiao smiled faintly.
“Sigh, I just killed one Yuehua Sect member and didn’t plan to kill another so soon, but since you want to die, I’ll oblige.
You’ve probably heard how terrifying I am. I won’t let you die quickly. My darling snakes will tear your flesh inch by inch until you’re nothing but bones. You’ll suffer unimaginable torment!”
Wan She’s words were chilling.
Behind her, a phantom of a three-headed monster appeared.
“I’ve heard the Jade Water Divine Palace is linked to the Sea Clan. It seems that’s not baseless.”
Ling Xiao thought to himself.
The three-headed monster was a deep-sea beast, born with three heads. The stronger it grew, the more heads it could have, with the mightiest reaching nine heads, becoming a nine-headed monster.
As he pondered, Wan She channelled her true essence and attacked.
She leapt, her palms striking out, her immense true essence forming palm prints the size of millstones, shattering the surrounding walls into dust.
This terrifying attack power far surpassed that of Chen Meng or Ba Tianhu.
Ranking in the top hundred of the last Martial Arts Festival, Wan She lived up to her reputation.
“Die!”
Ling Xiao watched calmly, the Mist Sword trembling slightly. Dense fog instantly filled the entire space.
Then, a humanoid sword qi flickered faintly within the mist.
“Strange. Why does my neck feel cold? My clothes should protect it!”
Wan She, mid-air, suddenly felt a chill on her neck. Turning, she saw blood gushing from her neck.
As the mist quickly dissipated, Wan She was horrified to find her head separated from her body.
Ling Xiao had walked to her body and picked up her storage ring.
The surreal, terrifying sensation nearly drove her mad.
