Night of Killing

In the vast starry sky, a silver moon suspended, releasing a gentle light that covered the border city in a layer of silver. Even the trees and weeds shone with silver light.

At the northern gate of the border city, a group of black-clothed men were chasing after a young man and woman. The entire night was filled with killing intent.

Fang Xuan was running with Qian Renxue from the southern to the northern parts of the city. They were about to shake off the black-clothed men chasing after them when another group appeared at the city gate and surrounded them.

The situation could have been better!

Fang Xuan narrowed his eyes as he scanned the black-clothed men with an ice-cold gaze. His expression gradually turned severe. There were several hundred black-robed men who had chased after them in the city. They were all Spirit Experts, but the dozen or so black-robed men guarding the city gates were the true leaders of this assassination squad. Although there weren't many of them, every single one of them had a powerful aura. They were all Spirit Kings or higher. The man standing in the middle was undoubtedly the leader. Although his spirit power was restrained, his hands were behind his back, and he gave off a potent aura.

A Spirit Saint!

Fang Xuan frowned. He didn't think a Spirit Saint would exist in this remote border city. They were in big trouble now. With his current reserves of spirit power, defeating a Spirit Saint with a Martial Spirit True Body was extremely difficult. He wouldn't be afraid of a mere Spirit Saint if he had recovered his strength. However, he hadn't even recovered ten percent of his strength and still needed three days to recover his spiritual powerfully. It was very far-fetched for him to use the "red lotus" once. If he weren't careful, it would cause severe damage to his brain. After all, recovering from damage to one's mental power was much more complicated than spirit power.

"What do we do?!" Qian Renxue's face was slightly pale, and her small hands couldn't help but grab Fang Xuan's sleeve. Her body was even weaker than Fang Xuan's. Although her spirit power recovered quickly, she was only a Spirit Grandmaster. She could not win against a group of Spirit Kings and Spirit Saint.

"That's easy." Fang Xuan looked at Qian Renxue sternly.

"I'll give you to them and see if they'll be merciful enough to spare my life."

Qian Renxue: "…"

"You're still in the mood to joke at a time like this?!" Her phoenix eyes widened as she snapped.

"Then you're asking me what to do? What can I do?" Fang Xuan rolled his eyes. Then, he pointed at those black-clothed men and guessed, "Are they assassins sent by your Spirit Hall? Why don't you go out and talk to them and ask them to let us go?"

"How is this possible?" Qian Renxue shook her head, looking around at the assassins in black who were staring at them.

She said in a low voice, " I am from the Spirit Hall. Even if they cover their faces, I would recognize them immediately. These guys are not from the Spirit Hall."

"Oh, I see!" Fang Xuan nodded thoughtfully and continued, "May I ask, how do you recognize the Spirit Hall's assassins with their faces covered?"

Qian Renxue's face darkened. She thought, 'Does this guy not even know how to use metaphors?'

She snapped, "Now is not the time to think about such boring questions. The enemy is already here."

While the two were bickering, the men in black had completed a complete blockade. Everyone was filled with killing intent, pointing their swords at Fang Xuan and Qian Renxue.

"Give up. You can't escape even if you have wings!"

The leader in black put his hands behind his back and glanced coldly at Fang Xuan and Qian Renxue.

"Since we can't escape, we can only kill all of you!" Fang Xuan's eyes were cold. He held the demon sword before him, and his whole body was burning with fighting intent. He was ready to fight to the death. The current situation was dangerous, but it wasn't a situation where death was inevitable.

To Fang Xuan, who could increase his strength through slaughter, the battlefield was the best training ground. He could risk his life and quickly recover his strength through frenzied slaughter. He was using the battle to nurture battle, using killing to stop killing! The outcome of the fight was still unknown.

"Get up!" Fang Xuan bent down and carried Qian Renxue on his back. This way, it would be more convenient for them to fight.

As the black-clothed men closed in, Fang Xuan tightened his grip on his demon sword. The blood-red blade glowed ominously under the moonlight, resonating with his intent to kill.

The leader of the black-clothed men smirked, "Such defiance. Let's see how long you last."

Fang Xuan dashed forward with speed, engaging the nearest enemies. The fight was intense and brutal.

The demon sword cleaved through the air, slicing through enemies with precision. Each kill boosted Fang Xuan's spirit force, but the sheer number of assailants began to take its toll.

Qian Renxue, clinging tightly to Fang Xuan, could feel his struggle.

"Fang Xuan, we can't keep this up! There are too many of them!"

"Don't worry, I won't let them touch you!" Fang Xuan's voice was firm despite the overwhelming odds. He fought with renewed vigor, cutting down more foes.

However, the Spirit Saint finally decided to join the fray.

The Spirit Saint's powerful aura pressured Fang Xuan.

"You've put up a good fight, but it ends now," the Spirit Saint declared, his voice resonating with authority. Fang Xuan braced himself as the Spirit Saint unleashed his Martial Spirit True Body, a massive figure of energy towering over them.

Just as the situation seemed hopeless, a sudden burst of energy erupted within Fang Xuan. The red lotus! Ignoring the risk, Fang Xuan activated his life-saving spirit skill. The red lotus's fiery energy surged, amplifying his power temporarily.

With a fierce battle cry, Fang Xuan charged at the Spirit Saint. The red lotus and the demon sword combined, forming a formidable attack. The clash was explosive, the shockwave reverberating through the night.

The black-clothed men were stunned by the intensity of the fight. As the dust settled, Fang Xuan stood tall; the Spirit Saint was defeated at a significant cost. Fang Xuan's energy was almost depleted, and his body barely held up.

Realizing they couldn't sustain the fight, the remaining black-clothed men hesitated. Fang Xuan seized the moment, "Retreat now, or face the same fate!" His voice, though strained, carried authority.

Seeing their leader down, the black-clothed men wavered and finally retreated, disappearing into the shadows. Fang Xuan, exhausted but victorious, turned to Qian Renxue.

"Are you alright?"

Qian Renxue nodded, tears of relief in her eyes.

"Thanks to you, we survived."

Fang Xuan smiled weakly.

"Let's get out of here before more come."

They supported each other, left the battlefield behind, and moved toward their next destination, hoping for a brief respite before the next inevitable challenge.

At the same time, the men in black around them couldn't stand it anymore. Under their leader's command, they rushed toward Fang Xuan and Qian Renxue like a pack of wolves. They looked like they wouldn't stop until they tore them to pieces.

"Sword Drawing Technique — Storm Slash!"

With a low shout, Fang Xuan's entire body was bathed in the murderous aura of the blade. The demonic blade was filled with a sinister aura as it swung out a one-meter-long scarlet blade light. It forcefully split a black-clothed Spirit Ancestor in half, causing chunks of flesh and blood to scatter everywhere.

[Congratulations on killing a Spirit Ancestor. Reward: Spirit Power x1000 and Sword Draws x1000.]

A majestic energy entered his dantian, causing his thin and weak Spirit Points to become as thick as a water pillar. Fang Xuan's rank rose from Rank 11 to Rank 15!

"Ah …"

Fang Xuan let out a carefree howl. His black hair danced wildly in the wind. The killing intent of the blade blossomed like a bloody rose. His aura soared to the sky. He rushed into the middle of the crowd and fought with a group of black-robed men.

Although his Spirit Points were low, his aura was majestic. Relying on his exquisite sword techniques and the sharpness of the demon sword, he quickly killed a group of powerful Spirit Masters.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Fang Xuan entered a berserk state. His eyes were blood-red, and his body was bathed in blood. He killed until he went berserk. Every time he waved his blade, one or two black-robed men would die under his knife. Then, the Spirit Power in his body would increase!

Rank 15!

Rank 16!

Rank 17!

…

Rank 20!

Spirit Grandmaster!

After killing twenty-three black-robed men, Fang Xuan's Spirit Points soared to the Spirit Grandmaster realm. His aura became stronger and stronger. The more he fought, the braver he became. Many black-robed men revealed looks of fear.

At the same time, there were many wounds on his body. There was a penetrating wound on his chest. Two of his ribs were broken. There was a bloody scar on his cheek. Blood flowed freely. There were more than ten wounds on his body. They were all bleeding. He looked very miserable.

However, Qian Renxue, who was on his back, was protected by Fang Xuan. He was unharmed. Not even a strand of hair fell.

"Are … are you okay?!"

Qian Renxue hugged Fang Xuan's neck tightly and asked worriedly.

"I won't die!"

Fang Xuan grinned. However, blood continued to flow from his mouth, and Qian Renxue's heart ached.

As the number of people he killed increased, his Spirit Points grew. Although his strength continued to rise, he felt a little regretful. His seven Martial Spirits and five Domains were still in a sealed state. He still couldn't use them.

He guessed he would need to recover his Spirit power to break the seal.

Since he couldn't use his martial spirits, he couldn't use the Immortal Begonia to heal his injuries. As the battle progressed, more and more wounds appeared on his body, and his condition worsened.

Fang Xuan raised his hand to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the black-robed men who were still coming at him. His eyes became serious. This battle was going to take a lot of work!