As the blood of the protector who had been split in half by the sword qi splattered through the air, some of his internal organs scattered as well.
"Third Protector!!!"
The remaining three protectors saw this and their eyes widened in shock, their expressions filled with fear.
What kind of power is this? How could such a terrifying force exist? One strike had been enough to cut the body of a powerful eighth-tier protector in two!
[Killed eighth-tier warrior, gained 800 evolution points]
[Absorbed eighth-tier warrior blood essence, gained 0.8 energy points]
[Absorbed eighth-tier warrior blood essence, gained 0.8 energy points]
[Absorbed eighth-tier warrior blood essence, gained 0.8 energy points]
"It's too little," Ye Fan murmured with some dissatisfaction. The warriors they were facing were far too weak.
"Heh heh, the so-called four great protectors are nothing," Zhang Shaoqian sneered.
He raised the Ye Fan sword high into the air.
[Thousand Thunder]
Unlike Luo Shui, Zhang Shaoqian's strength allowed him to unleash the full power of the sword, including the Thousand Thunder ability.
Crackling sounds filled the air as terrifying lightning energy erupted from the sword's blade, shooting straight up into the sky.
"Dodge!"
The three remaining protectors were terrified as they saw the powerful lightning energy crackling through the air. They swiftly dodged to the side.
"Hmph, you thought such a simple trick could touch us?" the protectors sneered, still recovering from their fright.
"Heh heh," Zhang Shaoqian's lips curled into a sinister smile. Seeing his expression, a chill ran down their spines.
"What's going on?"
Suddenly, a look of terror appeared in their eyes.
Boom, boom, boom—
Loud peals of thunder echoed across the sky as immense lightning energy gathered overhead. The entire sky was soon filled with flashes of lightning and rolling thunder.
"Run!!!"
The protectors' bodies trembled, and they screamed in fear.
But just as they finished shouting, bolts of terrifying lightning rained down from the sky, crashing into their bodies.
Even though they had shielded themselves with their source energy, the overwhelming force of the lightning shattered their defenses, causing their bodies to explode into countless pieces.
[Killed eighth-tier warrior, gained 800 evolution points]
[Killed eighth-tier warrior, gained 800 evolution points]
[Killed eighth-tier warrior, gained 800 evolution points]
[Absorbed eighth-tier warrior blood essence, gained 0.8 energy points]
[Absorbed eighth-tier warrior blood essence, gained 0.8 energy points]
[Absorbed eighth-tier warrior blood essence, gained 0.8 energy points]
The three eighth-tier protectors had all been annihilated!
Massive amounts of blood essence and energy surged into the Ye Fan sword.
"This is all they amounted to," Zhang Shaoqian scoffed, continuing toward the main hall of Shentianzong.
It was eerily quiet around the sect. There was no one in sight.
"Where is everyone?"
Zhang Shaoqian frowned as he looked around. It was strange that he couldn't see a single person after slaughtering the entire sect.
"Is Zhang Laosan... not here?"
Zhang Shaoqian's frown deepened. He had wiped out the entire sect, yet he couldn't find a single trace of his target.
Growing suspicious, Zhang Shaoqian entered the grand hall. Statues of martial gods loomed on either side of the hall. As he scanned the room, a sudden flash of light appeared on the ground.
What is this...?
Zhang Shaoqian's eyes widened. But before he could react—
"Not good!"
In an instant, glowing white runes appeared on the ground.
Boom—
The entire space shook violently.
A formation!
Zhang Shaoqian dashed toward the exit, but before he could escape, an invisible barrier blocked his path. He slammed into it, unable to break through.
"Damn it!"
He frantically smashed into the barrier, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape.
"Hahaha!"
A cold laugh echoed through the hall. Looking ahead, Zhang Shaoqian saw a middle-aged man approaching, dressed in black battle armor and wielding a long blade.
His face was rugged, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Zhang Shaoqian, I never expected you to grow so strong and even attack my Shentianzong."
The man—Zhang Laosan—looked at the trapped Zhang Shaoqian with fury, his teeth grinding in anger. He had never imagined that in such a short time, Zhang Shaoqian would become so powerful, capable of wiping out the entire sect.
"Zhang Laosan," Zhang Shaoqian growled, gritting his teeth, his eyes burning with intense hatred. "I will avenge what happened that day!"
He roared in anger, his body trembling with the weight of his emotions.
"Hahaha!" Zhang Laosan laughed mockingly. "It was your woman who came to me willingly. What could you do? You were nothing but a pathetic weakling."
"Shut up!!!" Zhang Shaoqian howled.
He would never forget that day. He had once been an inner disciple of Shentianzong with a fiancée he cherished. But one night, he found his fiancée with Zhang Laosan, engaged in an illicit affair.
Consumed by rage, he had tried to kill Zhang Laosan but was beaten within an inch of his life and thrown off a cliff. Luckily, he survived, harboring his hatred all these years, waiting for the day he could exact his revenge.
"She was quite enjoyable," Zhang Laosan sneered. "I heard she was your goddess, and you didn't even dare to hold her hand."
"You shut your mouth!" Zhang Shaoqian roared, his fury reaching its peak.