"Kill!"
Before his opponents could make any move, Li Xiaotian charged forward proactively, a strange expression on his face, but with intense killing intent and hatred hidden deep within his eyes.
"Boom!" Li Xiaotian slashed at one person with his saber. The opponent, though fully defending, managed to deflect the first strike.
Simultaneously, the other two late-stage Emperor-level experts attacked Li Xiaotian, their moves ruthless.
Yet, bizarrely, Li Xiaotian made no attempt to block their attacks. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the opponent who had intercepted his saber and swung again.
"Bang!" With a powerful saber strike, this one possessed even greater force than the previous. Though the opponent resisted with all his might, after deflecting it, his body was sent staggering back. A look of shock appeared on his face.
For as Li Xiaotian attacked him, he had also allowed his companions to strike. Li Xiaotian had essentially taken a punch and a sword strike head-on, sustaining a blood-red wound. However, the opponent remained unfazed, as if the injury was not on him at all.
The other two Emperor-level experts were inwardly startled upon witnessing this. The black-robed elder holding the long sword was particularly surprised. After all, his sword was a divine weapon, and Li Xiaotian had endured its blow so casually. Did the man not feel any pain?
"Madman!"
This was the only thought in everyone's minds. At this moment, Li Xiaotian gave them the impression of a madman.
"Humph!" The third saber strike continued. At this instant, the face of Li Xiaotian's opponent was filled with solemnity. The third strike made him feel a sense of threat.
"Help me!" he roared at his two companions, simultaneously letting out a fierce cry and unleashing his full power. He also attacked Li Xiaotian, refusing to believe that Li Xiaotian could remain unfazed against the combined assault of three late-stage Emperor-level experts.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Amidst a series of loud explosions, Li Xiaotian's third saber strike directly sent his opponent flying. However, at the same time, his aura weakened slightly. He had been struck by all three, his body covered in wounds, blood flowing profusely.
But his opponent was also unstable in his aura and had a trickle of blood escaping his mouth. Moments ago, to repel Li Xiaotian, he had attacked with full force and no defense, thus taking a direct hit from the saber.
What happened next, however, filled all three with utter astonishment. Li Xiaotian's fourth saber strike had already been unleashed, and his aura was rapidly recovering. The wounds on his body and the flowing blood were all flowing back into him, being completely devoured, and the wounds were gradually healing.
"This... How is this possible??"
The three were greatly alarmed. The black-robed elder holding the long sword was particularly incredulous. Wounds inflicted by a divine weapon were normally very difficult to recover from quickly, yet Li Xiaotian was perfectly fine in the blink of an eye. Such a phenomenon was unheard of, even in ancient times.
In truth, this was the terrifying aspect of demonic cultivation: formidable recovery abilities and ever-increasing attack power. As long as the demonic nature in his heart continued to rise, Li Xiaotian's strength would also continue to grow. Of course, this came at a price, but Li Xiaotian, at this moment, paid it no mind.
"Humph!" The fifth saber strike was launched, with the same posture and the same expression. Li Xiaotian's eyes seemed to be fixed solely on this one opponent.
At this moment, the expressions of the three late-stage Emperor-level experts changed. Especially the elder who had been continuously pursued and attacked by Li Xiaotian, his face was filled with terror. He looked at his two companions and shouted:
"Save me quickly!!!"
His long saber hummed, emitting dense black energy. He looked at his opponent, and after calling out to his companions for help, the elder gritted his teeth, burning the power within his body to resist Li Xiaotian's strike with all his might.
"Li Xiaotian, how dare you!!!" The other two late-stage Emperor-level experts immediately grew anxious. They desperately lunged forward, but their speed was ultimately no match for the saber.
"Humph!" The long saber, shrouded in dense black energy, slashed towards the elder. Simultaneously, the black energy, as if possessing consciousness, instantly engulfed the elder.
Within the black mist, the elder's roar could be heard, along with the booming sounds of his constant attacks.
"Save me quickly!!!" In the black mist, the elder's eyes were bloodshot. As if seeing a terrifying sight, he roared loudly. Above his head, the long saber descended rapidly. He continuously attacked in resistance, but the energy generated by each attack was instantly swallowed by the surrounding black mist.
Not only that, but deep within the elder's consciousness, all the terrifying memories he had experienced throughout his life surged forth, preventing him from concentrating his full energy to deal with Li Xiaotian's saber.
Outside, the two late-stage Emperor-level experts no longer attacked Li Xiaotian but desperately rushed forward to rescue the elder within the black mist. If the elder died, leaving only the two of them, how could they possibly be Li Xiaotian's match? As for the other Emperor-level experts who had rushed over, they were utterly useless. If late-stage Emperor-level experts were no match for Li Xiaotian, then no matter how many people below the late-stage Emperor-level were present, it would only be a matter of a few more saber strikes for Li Xiaotian.
"Humph!" The black mist dissipated, and the long saber returned to Li Xiaotian's hand. The elder who had been there moments before had now completely vanished.
No one noticed that Li Xiaotian's long saber, which had been ancient white before, was now dark and lusterless.
"Damn it! Li Xiaotian, what did you do?"
The black-robed elder holding the sword shouted, his eyes filled with dread. His tone even carried a hint of a tremor. A living, late-stage Emperor-level expert had simply disappeared, leaving nothing behind.
At this moment, they recalled Li Xiaotian's return to the capital, where he had publicly devoured a late-stage Emperor-level expert in front of hundreds of Emperor-level individuals. Their hearts were instantly filled with terror.
It was a method similar to the Sea of Blood, yet entirely different. It felt strangely familiar, as if some ancient powerful being possessed such a technique.
However, they couldn't recall it for a moment.
Li Xiaotian hovered in the air, his long saber sheathed. Thick black mist now surrounded him, allowing only a general outline of his figure to be seen.
Li Xiaotian took a deep breath. The black mist around his body surged into him. Following this, his aura rose again, and all his previous injuries were completely healed.
Demonic cultivation, the devourer of all things!
This was the true terrifying aspect of demonic cultivation and the reason why the ancient Demon Lord could defeat and kill all his enemies, regardless of their numbers.
The ancients feared demons, as the Demon Lord had killed too many people. More importantly, when one died at the hands of others, at least a corpse would remain. But when one died at the hands of the Demon Lord, nothing was left.
At this moment, the Emperor-level experts on the battlefield had all gathered around. The engagement between Li Xiaotian and the three late-stage Emperor-level experts had only lasted for a few breaths of time.
At this moment, the newly arrived Emperor-level experts all had pale faces, looking at Li Xiaotian with fear. The opponent had instantly killed a late-stage Emperor-level expert upon his appearance, and now, only a few seconds later, another late-stage Emperor-level expert had been killed, disappearing without a trace.
Thinking of this, their hearts were filled with dread, and they wished they could turn around and flee the battlefield immediately.