What's going on!?
Zhao Yongsheng's pupils contracted slightly upon hearing Zhang Yuanji's fierce shout. He could clearly feel that Zhang Yuanji had become different.
It was as if his strength had reached the peak of a Seven-Star Martial God, maybe even the level of an Eight-Star Martial God!?
No, that's impossible!
The gap between Seven and Eight Stars was a major hurdle.
Most martial practitioners couldn't cross that threshold.
"Hehehe…"
Zhang Yuanji grinned maliciously at Zhao Yongsheng's shocked expression.
In that moment, he had consumed more of the blood essence he had gained from killing Zhao Xinghe, further enhancing his power!
This was a dangerous gamble. If he ran out of blood essence, it would spell his end!
But at this point, Zhang Yuanji no longer had time to think about the consequences.
With a swift motion, he slashed his sword through the air!
A powerful energy burst forth, hurtling toward Zhao Yongsheng.
Seeing this, Zhao Yongsheng's pupils shrank, and he immediately dodged.
The energy blasted into the sky, tearing open a massive rift.
Zhao Yongsheng stood dumbfounded, his gaze fixed on the sky.
That attack had torn open a massive spatial crack!?
Even an Eight-Star Martial God couldn't do something like that!
And then, something even more shocking happened.
From the torn space, a colossal black shadow emerged!
The massive shadow charged directly toward Zhao Yongsheng!
Swoosh—
Zhao Yongsheng's body disappeared from where he stood.
Boom—
The black shadow struck the ground where Zhao Yongsheng had been standing, creating a thunderous impact.
A claw.
It was a massive black claw!
"An otherworldly creature?"
Zhao Yongsheng's expression darkened as he instinctively slashed at the claw with his sword.
The sword energy struck the demonic claw, but its surface seemed impenetrable.
Zhao Yongsheng's attack couldn't even leave a scratch!
"After reaching god-tier, the summoned [Demonic Claw] is far stronger than before," Ye Fan remarked, marveling at the sight.
"Lord Sword Spirit, help me kill this old man!" Zhang Yuanji called out as he charged toward Zhao Yongsheng.
In the sky, the Demonic Claw continued to strike, forcing Zhao Yongsheng to dodge repeatedly.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yuanji surged forward with his sword, launching another attack.
Clang—
Zhao Yongsheng quickly blocked the strike with his sword, but the force of the impact caused cracks to appear on his blade.
"Hehehe, even though your sword looks exactly like mine, its sharpness and durability are nothing compared to my divine sword!" Zhang Yuanji laughed sinisterly, seeing the shocked look on Zhao Yongsheng's face.
He didn't stop; his sword danced through the air, launching attack after attack.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—
Each strike was accompanied by the sharp sound of the blade cutting through the air.
Zhao Yongsheng struggled to dodge the Demonic Claw while defending against Zhang Yuanji's relentless attacks. He was quickly overwhelmed.
Before long, several bloody wounds appeared on Zhao Yongsheng's body, and blood splattered onto Ye Fan's blade, instantly absorbed by the sword.
[Absorbing the blood of a Seven-Star Martial God, gained 7,000 energy points]
[Absorbing the blood of a Seven-Star Martial God, gained 7,000 energy points]
…
Zhao Yongsheng's body was soon drenched in blood, and as his injuries worsened, his reaction speed slowed noticeably.
Boom—
At that moment, the Demonic Claw descended from the sky, slamming into Zhao Yongsheng's body.
Boom—
The impact sent Zhao Yongsheng crashing into the ground, shaking the earth beneath him.
Beasts in the distance fled in terror.
The Demonic Claw slowly dissipated, its time in this world having ended.
"The time's up," Zhang Yuanji said calmly as he watched.
But it was enough.
At least the Demonic Claw had dealt a final blow to Zhao Yongsheng.
"Though, the old man isn't dead yet."
Zhang Yuanji descended toward the ground.
The repeated strikes from the Demonic Claw had kicked up a thick cloud of dust, making it difficult to see clearly.
But Zhang Yuanji was certain that Zhao Yongsheng had been severely injured.
Swoosh—
Zhang Yuanji landed swiftly, searching for Zhao Yongsheng's form in the dust.
Suddenly, a cold gleam flashed in front of him.
The unexpected strike was too fast for Zhang Yuanji to react to.
In that instant, his left arm was severed, and blood sprayed from the wound, painting the sky red.
"Ah…" Zhang Yuanji screamed in pain.
Before him stood Zhao Yongsheng, his body covered in numerous wounds and drenched in blood.
His face twisted in rage, Zhao Yongsheng raised his sword and swung it toward Zhang Yuanji.
Clang—
But this time, Zhang Yuanji was ready.
"Old man, die!!!" Zhang Yuanji roared, consuming the last of his blood essence.
This was an extremely dangerous state. Once the effects of [Bloodthirsty Frenzy] ended, he would die instantly.
But with the last of his blood essence burned, Zhang Yuanji's power surged to an even more terrifying level.
With a single clash, he shattered Zhao Yongsheng's sword!
Boom—
The imitation sword Zhang Yuanji had crafted exploded into pieces.
[Absorbed special energy, gained 1,874,411 evolution points]
Though it had been an SSS-tier sword, its energy was immense.
The amount of energy absorbed was significant.
Zhang Yuanji didn't stop. With a final swing of his sword, he decapitated Zhao Yongsheng.
Zhao Yongsheng's lifeless body fell to the ground.
Thud—
As the body hit the ground, Zhao Yongsheng's soul, his Yuan Shen, emerged and fled.
"I won't let you escape!"
"You damned old man!!!"
Zhang Yuanji roared in fury, driven mad by the loss of his arm.