623: Chapter 619 Show Mercy

Xuanyuan Yao didn't waste words. With a flash of his body, he instantly charged toward Zhao Lie. One of blood and one of ice, one attacking and one defending, the blades took turns slashing at Zhao Lie.

As the crimson blood blade slashed out, blood-red light surged, and the Black Fiend Qi was instantly devoured. As the frost condensing blade fell, a chilling frost filled the air, firmly restraining Zhao Lie's figure so that he couldn't dodge at all.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

The twin blades and the soul-rending halberd collided repeatedly, letting out violent sounds. Zhao Lie was beaten back step by step. Deep cracks were carved into the Dark Iron Armor on his body by the twin blades, and the light of the Black Fiend Soul-Devouring Bead grew dimmer and dimmer until it shattered directly.

Zhao Lie was covered in wounds, his armor stained red with blood—he never imagined that even after playing his trump card, he would still be no match for this youth.

The hundreds of Zhao Family Imperial Guards watching from both sides of the hall finally reacted—their Commander, Zhao Lie, had already been defeated. If this continued, Zhao Lie would surely die, and they, as guards, would certainly not have a good end either.

"Not good! Quickly, save the Commander!"

The hundreds of guards instantly snapped back to their senses. Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately channeled their full Spiritual Qi. Black Spiritual Qi intertwined like a rising tide, surging toward Xuanyuan Yao. A dense array of weapons, flashing with cold light, covered Xuanyuan Yao's entire surroundings. They intended to use their superior numbers to hack Xuanyuan Yao into pieces and save Zhao Lie.

"Kill! Break the siege for the Commander!"

"Take down this brat! Report to the Family Head, and there will be a heavy reward!"

Xuanyuan Yao looked at the hundreds of Zhao Family Imperial Guards swarming toward him, the mockery at the corners of his mouth growing more intense.

"Since you are looking for death, then be buried together."

Xuanyuan Yao no longer feigned anything or held back his strength. The Blood Realm Law instantly surged, and a crimson blood-light enveloped the entire hall.

The ultimate technique Murong Gu had personally taught him—the Blood Blade Space-Rending Art—was instantly activated!

"Blood Blade Void-Cleave!"

A low shout shook the entire hall.

Xuanyuan Yao's left hand swung out violently, and the crimson blood blade traced a sharp arc through the air. The crimson blood-light instantly surged, transforming into a massive phantom of a blood blade. The phantom suddenly exploded in mid-air, and countless tiny blood blades poured down like a torrential rain, numbering as many as a thousand!

Every blood blade contained dense Blood Realm Law and emitted a terrifying aura of slaughter. Their speed was like lightning, and in an instant, they arrived before the hundreds of guards.

"Not good! Block it!"

The leading several Early Spirit Transformation Stage guards were shocked. They hurriedly roared, channeling the Spiritual Qi in their bodies to condense a massive black protective shield, hoping to block this sky full of blood blades.

The rest of the guards followed suit, each condensing their own protective shields or raising their weapons to parry. They knew that the power of these countless blood blades was by no means ordinary, and if they were hit, their bodies would surely perish and their Dao would vanish.

But their resistance appeared pale and powerless before Xuanyuan Yao's Blood Blade Space-Rending Art.

"Chi, chi, chi—"

Countless blood blades fell upon the black protective shields, making ear-piercing sounds. The shields were instantly covered in cracks like fragile glass, and after holding on for only a moment, they shattered with a 'crack'. Without the shields to block them, the rain of blood blades moved as if through an empty field, falling upon the guards. The sharp blood blades easily pierced through their armor and into their bodies, instantly devouring their Divine Souls and Spiritual Qi.

Screams of agony rose one after another, echoing through the entire Misty Rain Tower.

The hundreds of guards didn't even have a chance to resist before they were instantly slaughtered by the sky full of blood blades. One by one, they fell to the ground, blood gushing out and staining the entire floor of the hall, merging into a red stream that flowed through the cracks in the floor. The smell of blood in the air was so thick it was nauseating.

In just a breath's time, hundreds of the Zhao Family's most elite guards were killed in a single move by Xuanyuan Yao. Not even a single intact corpse was left behind; only blood-covered ground, shattered armor, and broken weapons remained. The scene was too gruesome to behold.

Dead silence.

The entire Misty Rain Tower hall instantly fell into a deathly silence, leaving only the sound of Xuanyuan Yao's steady breathing and the 'drip-drop' of blood hitting the floor.

The Loose Cultivators hiding in the corners were so terrified that their bodies were stiff and their faces were as pale as paper. They didn't even dare to breathe. Looking at Xuanyuan Yao's figure, their eyes were filled with fear and awe, as if they were looking at a God of Death from Hell—killing hundreds of elite guards in one move, such strength was simply Heaven-Defying!

Zhao Lie stood in place, completely stunned.

His eyes were wide as he stared fixedly at the blood-soaked ground and the remains of the guards. His mouth was open wide enough to fit a fist, and the terror on his face was beyond words.

He never imagined that Xuanyuan Yao would be so powerful that he could slaughter hundreds of the Zhao Family's most elite guards in a single move—those were forces the Zhao Family had spent hundreds of years cultivating, the very foundation of the Zhao Family's confidence. Now, they had been wiped out by this youth in a single move!

His whole body trembled, his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground. The soul-rending halberd fell with a 'clang', making a sharp sound on the floor.

At this moment, he no longer had the slightest air of a powerhouse, only a fear that reached deep into his bones. He looked at Xuanyuan Yao with eyes full of despair. He knew that this time, he was truly dead, and no one could save him anymore.

And Zhao Yue, who was to the side, was even more terrified, his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. He shook like a sieve, his face as pale as paper, and tears mixed with cold sweat slid down his cheeks as he kept muttering, "It's over... it's over... it's completely over..."

He finally realized how much trouble he had caused.

He had originally thought that Zhao Lie and hundreds of guards would be enough to easily take down this youth, but he never expected that this youth would be powerful to such an extent—killing Zhao Hu, breaking the Black Fiend Soul-Devouring Bead, defeating Zhao Lie, and now killing hundreds of elite guards in one move!

Just what kind of person had he provoked?

Zhao Yue's heart was filled with endless regret.

If he hadn't provoked this youth in the first place, the Zhao Family wouldn't have suffered such heavy losses, and he wouldn't have fallen into such a state.

"Father... Father will definitely scold me to death..." Zhao Yue murmured to himself, his eyes full of despair. "It's over, the Zhao Family is finished... unless... unless big brother Zhao Hao returns!"

Xuanyuan Yao put away the frost condensing blade and held only the crimson blood blade. The blood on the blade dripped down the length of the weapon, splashing into the puddles of blood on the floor and creating tiny ripples.

He stepped forward, walking toward Zhao Lie step by step: "Zhao Lie, now, let's see who can still save you."

Just at the moment the crimson blood blade was about to pierce through Zhao Lie's chest.

A terrifying force blasted through the air from a distance.

Xuanyuan Yao was forced to hold his blade horizontally in defense.

Boom.

Xuanyuan Yao was actually knocked back several steps by the shock.

Xuanyuan Yao frowned. There's another expert??

An old and majestic voice, like a clap of thunder, came from outside the Misty Rain Tower. At the same time, a powerful pressure instantly swept through the scene, forcibly pushing Xuanyuan Yao back. "Young Hero, show mercy!"