At this moment, Ye Fan's figure appeared in front of Zhang Yuanji! Zhang Yuanji's eyes widened in disbelief as he saw the figure before him.
"Sword... Sword Spirit!?" Zhang Yuanji's voice trembled as he stared at Ye Fan's ethereal form.
He never imagined that the sword's spirit would actually manifest right before him! Previously, when the sword underwent the tribulation, he had sensed that the sword might have a spirit, as it seemed to possess its own will. But now that it had appeared, he was utterly shocked.
"You said you wanted to destroy me, didn't you?" Ye Fan's calm voice echoed as he gazed at Zhang Yuanji.
"N-no... I wouldn't dare!" Zhang Yuanji quickly responded, his voice shaking as he realized the immense pressure Ye Fan's presence exuded.
"Heh." Ye Fan let out a cold laugh.
"But I have to admit, this form feels pretty good," Ye Fan remarked as he glanced around.
He finally had a taste of what it felt like to have a human form!
[Insufficient energy]
However, Ye Fan didn't get to enjoy this feeling for long. In the next moment, the system notification sounded.
The Sword Spirit Mode Ye Fan had taken instantly returned to the sword.
"What the heck, out of energy already?!" Ye Fan was left speechless.
It seemed that even this mode required energy, although significantly less than when transforming into a full humanoid form.
"Sword Spirit Lord!?" Zhang Yuanji called out in astonishment as he looked at the sword in his hand.
Ye Fan had only appeared for a brief moment and then disappeared again.
"You should be more concerned about whether or not you'll survive," Ye Fan's voice echoed once more, sounding much calmer this time.
As Ye Fan's words fell, Zhang Yuanji's body stiffened. He had already noticed the large number of martial warriors flying toward him from the sky.
Among them was his master, Zhao Yongsheng.
"Master," Zhang Yuanji muttered, gripping his sword tightly as his body began to tremble slightly.
Zhao Yongsheng was a Seven-Star Martial God, far stronger than the recently slain Tang Zhentian.
"You still call me Master?" Zhao Yongsheng's cold eyes fixed on Zhang Yuanji.
"You killed Zhao Yanlin, didn't you?" Zhao Yongsheng's gaze pierced through Zhang Yuanji as he spoke indifferently.
Zhang Yuanji hesitated for a moment, then clenched his teeth and replied, "Yes, but he was the one who tried to kill me first!"
As soon as Zhao Yongsheng's words landed, Zhang Yuanji's expression darkened. Zhao Yanlin... that despicable man!
"How dare you kill my disciple!"
At that moment, a middle-aged man's face twisted in fury as he thrust both hands into the air, unleashing a terrifying burst of energy.
Boom!
A surge of powerful energy exploded, crashing directly toward Zhang Yuanji below.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanji's eyes widened, and his pupils contracted.
Thanks to the divine-grade [All-Attribute Enhancement] skill from wielding Ye Fan, Zhang Yuanji's power had increased significantly. Reacting swiftly, he channeled his source energy, enveloping his entire body in a protective barrier.
Boom!
A deafening explosion erupted as the energy struck Zhang Yuanji's barrier, sending him flying across the battlefield. He crashed hard into the distant ground, creating a massive crater upon impact.
Lying on the ground, Zhang Yuanji's body was riddled with wounds, and blood poured from him continuously. He felt like he couldn't move a muscle.
"The sect's rules forbid killing each other," the middle-aged man sneered. "You dared kill Zhao Yanlin, so now you'll pay with your life!"
"It was... him who tried to kill me..." Zhang Yuanji's body trembled, not from fear, but from fury.
Zhao Yanlin had been the one to provoke him, yet now the blame was being pinned on him!
"Still talking back!?" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he summoned an immense blue energy, forming a gigantic dragon that roared toward Zhang Yuanji.
[Bloodthirsty Fury]!!!
With a roar of fury, Zhang Yuanji activated [Bloodthirsty Fury], burning a large portion of his blood essence.
A massive surge of energy erupted from Ye Fan, channeling into Zhang Yuanji, instantly healing his injuries.
"AHHH!!"
As the energy dragon crashed down from the sky, Zhang Yuanji roared and leaped to his feet, raising his sword. With one mighty slash, he struck the descending dragon!
Slash!
The powerful sword strike cleaved the energy dragon in half, dissipating its form into nothingness.
The middle-aged man's eyes widened in disbelief.
Impossible! How could his powerful attack be cut down so easily!?
"Zhao Xinghe!!! You will die!"
Zhang Yuanji roared as he raised his sword, slashing it through the air.
Boom!
White flames erupted from Ye Fan's blade, hurtling toward Zhao Xinghe.
The terrifying flames moved with incredible speed. Even the warriors floating in the sky could feel the air temperature rising rapidly, becoming unbearably hot.
"Pathetic trick!" Zhao Xinghe sneered as he summoned a wave of powerful water-element energy, forming the shape of a massive beast to counter the incoming flames.
Boom!
But as soon as the water clashed with the white flames, it evaporated into steam. The white flames were far too powerful, continuing their unstoppable charge toward Zhao Xinghe.
Caught off guard, Zhao Xinghe was engulfed by the flames.
In an instant, his entire body was consumed, turning him into a blazing figure of fire!