The pale man looked at Wang Ling's group retaliate. His mouth curved into a sinister smile. He was going to have fun torturing these people.

"Your father's has been fighting with our Demon Blood Cult. Your father has continuously slain our Saints and killed our disciples who went out to temper themselves. I may not have the chance to kill you today but I will take your four limbs and deliver it in front of Wang Shu Qing and let him feel despair for ever opposing the Cult."

The pale man said with a dense enough hatred to pierce the heavens. Their Demon Blood Cult had been standing for three hundred years, they held power on the southern edges of the Blazing Wing Continent.

The Azure Skies Kingdom was at their mercy and just until twenty years ago, they were the kings, the rulers of these parts. That is until General Wang Shu Qing came. Slowly, as years pass, Wang Shu Qing has been steadily eradicating their forces while training his own.

Today, the power of the Demon Blood Cult is only a mere speck of what it used to be. Wang Shu Qing became the greatest and most hated enemy of the Demon Blood Cult.

However, they know they can't match Wang Shu Qing with raw power. They don't even know his real strength for he will kill anyone who challenges him with one strike. At the least, Wang Shu Qing's strength is not any lower than a [Grand Saint]stage cultivator.

Without the strength to kill or oppose Wang Shu Qing. They came to Azure Skies Kingdom to take one of his children hostage. They were devil cultivators so acts like these was not unnatural.

As soon as the pale man got ready, he went ahead and went for the kill. His strength has been temporarily elevated to half-step nascent soul realm, it would be easy to kill these worms in front of him.

He cannot fail. They had already sacrificed five pinnacle-sky root stage cultivators, if they fail now the sacrifices put into this would become meaningless.

The Blood Devil Sacrifice Formation needed the blood and soul of at least five pinnacle-sky root stage cultivator and at least a hundred blood and soul. They can't win if they fought head on because the protectors have two energy palace stage cultivators.

They sacrificed five of their own from the start. But their sacrifices will not be in vain if they can secure the target.

The group of devil cultivators started rushing Wang Ling's group. They were split in groups as they had their own fights. The two weakest devil cultivators targeted Wang Ling while the others went to face the remaining pinnacle-sky root stage protectors.

Wang Ling held his sword in front of him and kept his senses sharp. In front of him were two early-sky root stage cultivator who had their strength buffed to middle-sky root stage. The two devil cultivator had a wide smile on their faces, their eyes were red.

"I don't know who you people are but I will not die or get taken by you."

As he spoke the two men coming for him covered a lot of distance. They stood 'five meters' away from him and brandished their swords against Wang Ling. Their swords rose up like a torrential wave and descended like thunder.

Their swords were fast, ordinary people under sky root stage would be unable to dodge or block such a strike. Their faces turned ferocious as delighted smiles appeared on their faces.

"Give me your arm you filthy shit!"

One of them roared. His sword carried sword intent. He was a level-1 master in terms of swordsmanship.

Hong!

With a fierce glare, Wang Ling made his moved. The sword that was in front of him came alive.

Slash!

"Piercing Wave!" he uttered in a low voice. He executed the technique and immediately, two of his qi pillars was used up.

Ting!

Wang Ling moved like water and thrusted his sword against one of the oncoming blade. His sword met with the opposition and as if a wave meeting a wall, the sword that met his had come to a stop. Every forced it carrier dissipated as if it had never been executed.

He had managed to stop one of their swords but Wang Ling has no time to celebrate. Another one came down upon him, Wang Ling didn't dawdle and moved in to neutralize the blade of his opponent.

His sword was currently occupied so he only has his left hand. The sword descending upon him was fast but as if turning his whole body into a weapon, Wang Ling's hands became a weapon of its own.

His body was still unrefined and his muscles has yet to completely reach the pinnacle of body refinement. He can't say that his body was true weapon but he was a master of the sword.

A sword master can use anything as a sword. An ordinary stone by the road side, a bamboo branch, and of course their fleshy body.

Wang Ling wrapped his whole left hand with sword intent and became a sword of his own. The Ocean's Lull gave him sight of his surrounding so he managed to keep every blind spot disappear.

Wang Ling used his left hand to parry the sword of the other devil cultivator but suffered a backlash because his spirit qi was not enough to act as a proper shield. The vile and dangerous energy in the devil cultivator's sword travelled inside his body.

A piercing pain entered his body which almost made him puke blood.

Bang!

The sword was parried at the cost of his hands almost being ripped apart. The hand holding the sword of the devil cultivator was blown away. Wang Ling did not missed this kind of opening and began to move.

He twisted his body and moved with his sword. As if he was dancing, he spun and used that momentum to make his sword move faster. His sword was akin to lightning, and quickly aimed for the neck.

"Tidal Wave!" he uttered in a low voice once again. Wang Ling's qi pillar began to be drained. Shortly after, four of his qi pillars containing both supreme spirit qi and hellish qi became empty. The essence of slaughter and destruction made his sword all the more dangerous and deadly.

With four qi pillars backing his sword, its sharpness rose to another level.

After reaching consummation, his mastery over this technique was already perfect without a hint of flaw. He even added his own comprehension to this killing sword.

What used to be a vertical slash became a multi-directional killing technique.

Wang Ling's sword came from below. The devil cultivator's eyes showed fear. He exchanged gazes with Wang Ling and inside the eyes of this young man he saw the true terror of killing intent.

Deep as the abyss and deadly as the devil. The devil cultivator's heart turned fell as he gazed upon those eyes. His face went pale and felt death quickly approaching. The devil cultivator backed away instinctively, but Wang Ling's sword was fast.

Slash!

A crimson arc formed as Wang Ling's sword cut the carotid artery of the devil cultivator.

At the moment, he was a mere early-earth root stage cultivator.

Taking the blessing of the devil buff he had received, Wang Ling was a still a mere middle-earth root stage cultivator. However, he's a master of the sword.

His cultivation was lacking but his sword mastery had reached level-4 [Sword Heart].

A man who achieved the pinnacle of swordsmanship possesses strength that can split the heavens and cleave the earth. It does not matter whether you are his cultivation is weak, if he has the mastery of swords he can use it as a supplement his deficiencies.

Wang Ling was a master of the sword. His body was not the same as before but his dao was unchanged.

There was four known levels of sword mastery, level-1 [Sword Intent], level-2 [Concealment], level-3 [One with the sword], and lastly level-4 [Sword Heart]. There was another level but that level of mastery was above the realm.

Wang Ling watched as the devil cultivator clasped his neck and did his best to stop the bleeding. However, Wang Ling's sword did not only contained sword intent alone as it also carried hellish qi that came from hell.

The hellish qi invaded the inside of the devil cultivator's body and began running amok. The essence of slaughter entered his body and started destroying every vein inside. The devil cultivator's body convulsed as his meridians was invaded by the vile and dangerous hellish qi.

This sight was caught by the other people fighting. The devil cultivator drop on the ground with a thud. He was dead without a sliver of a doubt.

Wang Ling managed to draw the first blood of the battle. However, he knew that killing another one would be extremely difficult. He only managed to kill one of them because they took his skills lightly.

After this scene is ingrained in their eyes and mind, the devil cultivators will begin to be warry of his movements. Also, the two devil cultivators just now carried no intention of killing him.

They needed him alive. If they kill him, their sect is done for. The anger of Wang Shu Qing will surely make their sect crumble to dust. Adding this facts to his exquisite utilization of skills and experience, Wang Ling exploited the holes they presented him with.

He had also expended six qi pillars at that single exchange and right now, he was left with three remaining qi pillars.

The devil cultivators were livid. Seeing one of theirs fall made them incense with anger.

One of the late(pinnacle)-sky root stage didn't even say anything and moved. He brandished his sword against Wang Ling and ignored the protector he was fighting. However, the protector didn't let him move any closer to Wang Ling and obstructed his path.

How could he let his young master fall into a disadvantage? Wang Ling's safety was top priority.

It was then that Wang Ling and the remaining early(middle)-sky root stage cultivator resumed their fight. Just like he had predicted, the pressure on him became stronger.

Wang Ling looked at the pale man and warily observed him through the corner of his eyes. At this moment, the pale man was being held back by the two energy palace stage cultivators so all was going well.

However, he still kept his guards up in case the pale man makes any move against him.

The suppression of the devil cultivator he was fighting was enough to root him in one place, unable to do anything but defend and dodge. If the pale man make his move personally, there was a high chance that Wang Ling will be captured.

A single minute remains and at this moment, Wang Ling's remaining qi pillar numbered at one. With his continuous usage of the Ocean's Lull, his mind was starting to feel a little strained.

Not only that but his body was also starting to become weaker and weaker, however he still held on. The devil cultivator he was up against was baffled at his resilience, not only that, but his skills with the sword made the devil cultivator speechless.

Twenty seconds remains, Wang Ling was beginning to have his face turn pale. If not for the fact that he had managed to kill the other early(middle)-sky root stage devil cultivator earlier, he would have long been subjugated.

Boom!

But it was at this time that Wang Ling heard a sudden explosion. He turned his head and saw a towering light of devilish qi. The pale man had managed to behead one of the energy palace stage cultivators.

Soon, another energy palace cultivator was killed. Wang Ling caught sight of these and black streaks started forming on his forehead.

The pale man moved towards his direction. The smile on the pale man's face was so wide that it was almost reaching his ears. It was a smile that can make the cries of children stop.

The pale man raised his sword and got ready to slash down on Wang Ling. He moved in and entered Wang Ling's five-meter territory in the blink of an eye. Wang Ling was in danger.

The protectors saw this sudden change of events and all of them did the same thing. They abandoned their battle so they can go and save Wang Ling. However, the pale man was too fast. They failed to catch up.

Wang Ling did his best and ignited his remaining supreme spirit qi and hellish qi to raise his sword's durability and sharpness.

He did not use any technique because he knew it was useless and just quickly positioned it.

He wanted to strike the sword coming for him but the oppression of a person with a higher cultivation was too strong and made him unable to do so.

The distance of their cultivation was too wide. The opposition was a half-step energy nascent soul cultivator and he was a mere early(middle)-earth root cultivator.

The answer of his desperate actions trying to strike his opponent's sword wasn't hard.

Ding!

Wang Ling's sword was overpowered and was easily split in two.

The pale man smiled even more maliciously as he roared in anger, "Feel the pain our brothers suffered! You goddamn dog son of Wang Shu Qing!!!!!!"

However, the sword of the pale man didn't stop, it went on and started going down heavily on Wang Ling's left shoulder.

Spurt!

Blood spurted all over as Wang Ling's whole left arm was flung away. His arm was cut off his body, but he didn't scream nor did he react in way the pale man expected he would.

Instead, Wang Ling tightly grabbed his sword with his still intact right hand and continued the momentum of his earlier swing. His sword was cut too cleanly that the momentum was unaffected.

Wang Ling aimed for the neck. But the pale man noticed and shifted his body, but even so, he was too late to completely evade the sword that found its way towards his right eye.

Slash!

The pale man's right eye was destroyed.

Wang Ling was disappointed that he didn't managed to kill him but he smiled when he saw that he managed to take his right eye. His strength became non-existent and his whole being was sapped dry.

He was bleeding profusely as his left arm was cut off clean and he looked like he could die any second.

However, the pale man didn't care about this. He raged up as soon as he realized that his eye was taken away by Wang Ling.

"You bastard! You dare take my eye? I may not be able to kill you but I'll take your other limbs as compensation!!!!"

This time, he raised his sword and tried to take Wang Ling's remaining three limbs. However, when he made a slash a protector sacrificed himself to keep Wang Ling from being harmed.

Clang!

The sound of metal hitting metal resounded all over the area. What followed this sound was the sound of bones cracking as the protector's two wrists were broken as if it were twigs.

"Damn trash, don't interfe—"

The pale man wanted to say something but an oppressive force came crushing down from above. He lost the ability to move or eke out a sound.

"YOU BASTARDS!!! HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO THE YOUNG MASTER!!!???? DO YOU THINK I CAN'T ERADCATE YOUR SECT?"

Boom!

Butler Sun descended from the heavens with spear on hand. He wore his usual pure white butler attire but his face held no friendly smile. His feet touched the ground beside Wang Ling and the people of the Demon Blood Cult had their faces kiss the earth.

The pale man turned to look at the seething Sun Wu and trembled in fear. They knew that the Wang family was a prominent but mysterious family but who knew that another monster was inside the kingdom?

Nascent Soul? Minor Saint? Grand Saint? The pale man's face became even paler from fright. Sun Wu kneeled beside Wang Ling and fed him a pill which he took from his storage ring.

The bleeding then stopped. He then checked his pulse. Other than the strange presence of pure supreme spirit qi and hellish qi which made him furrow his brows, Wang Ling was in no immediate danger.

He turned to the two dead energy palace stage protector and then into the protector who had his wrists broken trying to shield Wang Ling.

"Take this. I'll handle the rest. As for the rest of you take the young master and the corpses of the fallen protectors back to the manor and call upon the rest of the 'Shadows'. Tend to the young master's wounds. I'll take care of the rest."

The protectors complied and soon left with Wang Ling and the two corpses.

Butler Sun looked at the trembling Demon Blood Cult members and said.

"Now! Do you want to die horrendously through my torture or do you want to die horrendously by having your flesh eaten by Devil Ants? Decide quickly so I can pick the ways I will use to deal with your souls."

The Butler of the Wang family has been enraged.