These two vampires simply mistook Qin Feng's formation for a blockade, unaware that it could endanger their lives.
They were supremely confident in their escape methods and life-saving skills. As vampires, their immortal nature was enough for them to look down on anyone.
The battle below was escalating, and the Sword Saint was sustaining more and more injuries. However, the more than ten thousand people had been nearly wiped out by his exquisite Sword Control technique.
As the last person fell under the Sword Saint's blade, he finally couldn't hold on any longer. His massive body slumped to the ground, clutching his chest, looking extremely unwell. The light on his body flickered, nearing the brink of collapse.
Qin Feng was currently directing his Red Alert army to change positions and formations, while simultaneously sensing everything in the area. He could perceive that the Sword Saint's power was greatly weakened, but his life was not truly in danger. He still had immense vitality supporting him. It wasn't time for him to act yet; he would wait until the two vampires suffered a significant setback.
Under the enhancement of this special immortal formation, he had a clear understanding of all life within the sealed area. Every detail seemed to play out in slow motion, replaying in his mind again and again. He felt like the master of this region, a sensation that further boosted his confidence.
It was indeed the immortal formation he had spent a fortune to set up, and its power was immensely satisfying.
At this moment, Andrew and Jack looked at the heavily injured Sword Saint below and laughed heartily, "Today is your death day! We couldn't defeat you last time, but now your power is so weak, what can you do to fight us? Why not give up resistance, and I'll give you a quick end."
The Sword Saint remained silent. The only response to the two vampires was two flying swords hurtling towards them.
The two vampires were completely unafraid. They concentrated their power in their hands and crushed the flying swords to pieces.
Jack chuckled, "Has your power weakened this much? The gap between your current power and what you possessed during our last encounter is too vast. Did you waste too much energy killing these cannon fodder? Hahaha..."
Andrew flashed forward, his speed like a phantom, quickly appearing behind the Sword Saint. His blood-red palm plunged into the Sword Saint's body, greedily absorbing his life force.
Andrew declared triumphantly, "Such potent life force is more potent than drinking the blood of a hundred people in one go! Hahaha... I never expected your body to be such a powerful tonic for us vampires. This is truly wonderful."
Feeling the vampire behind him absorbing his life force, the Sword Saint hurriedly swung his sword behind him. His swordsmanship was incredibly fast and powerful. The vampire dared not meet the attack head-on and, using his phantom-like speed, dodged away.
However, the life force he had absorbed was enough to compensate for the damage he had sustained from the lightning strike, and his complexion was now very ruddy.
He looked at Jack on the hillside and said with satisfaction, "This fellow's body contains immense life force. In just one exchange, I've gained tremendous power. You should come and try it too. He's very weak now and can't resist. As long as we keep absorbing his life force, when he dies, our strength will reach a new level. Hahaha... I never imagined this monster wouldn't drop any items, yet it's already a rare treasure. This is truly a gift from heaven."
Upon hearing this, Jack also flashed down. He sensed Andrew's transformation and realized the powerful life force contained within the Sword Saint's massive body. If they could absorb it, their strength would indeed become even greater.
The two exchanged a glance and began their assault. One would directly confront the Sword Saint's attacks, while the other would sneak attack from behind, absorbing the Sword Saint's potent life force. They alternated their attacks, growing stronger with each exchange.
When the Sword Saint was not injured, he could easily deal with the attacks of these two vampires. But now, he could only barely parry one vampire. Watching his life force dwindle, the Sword Saint suddenly roared to the sky.
A powerful surge of energy sent the two vampires flying to the side, preventing them from approaching the Sword Saint for a short time.
The Sword Saint then unleashed his most powerful move: Sword Twenty-Three!
This move required a massive expenditure of his life force. His current vitality could only sustain one activation. He intended to completely kill these two vampires and eliminate all enemies in this area. Then, as time passed, he would recover.
With the activation of Sword Twenty-Three, time in the entire area froze. The two vampires were immobilized, with only their eyes and minds able to move. Everything else was locked in place. They watched helplessly as the Sword Saint approached them step by step with his sword.
Jack, being closest to the Sword Saint, was the first to be harmed. The sword slowly pierced his chest. He felt the threat to his life and tried to transform into a blood mist to preserve himself, but found it impossible. Time had stopped, and all his techniques were too late to be unleashed.
The Sword Saint pierced Jack's chest, and Jack slowly closed his eyes.
Under normal circumstances, the Sword Saint's sword strike would not have been enough to kill him. His body could regenerate, and he possessed immense vitality. However, the Sword Saint's sword was no longer ordinary; it was composed of powerful life force. When it pierced his heart, Jack's entire vitality was instantly drained, and he could only watch helplessly.
He never imagined that a Sword Saint on the verge of death could suddenly unleash such formidable power. The monsters in this secret realm were too formidable.
Jack died completely. The Sword Saint, sword in hand, approached Andrew, intending to kill the last enemy. His sword slowly penetrated the other's chest, but his own life force was rapidly depleting, reaching the brink of collapse. Just as he was about to kill Andrew, he finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Sword Twenty-Three lost its effect, and time began to flow normally.
Andrew quickly flashed away, escaping, and then panted heavily. The Sword Saint, weak and listless, collapsed on the ground. He could no longer even use simple Sword Control techniques.
Andrew touched his chest, the massive wound leaving him with lingering fear. However, victory was now within reach. Although he had sacrificed his brother, Jack's life, he was extremely satisfied to have killed this powerful monster.
With this thought, he laughed heartily, "Hahaha... Victory will ultimately belong to me."
As soon as the words left his mouth, a thick bolt of lightning struck him.
His laughter was abruptly cut short.