Eternal life begins with saving my clan

Chapter 184: The Battle - Part 4

In an instant, a wave of dread washed over the man as the realization struck – his once-maneuverable light spear had transformed into an unbearably heavy burden.

Panic surged through his veins, clouding his thoughts like an impending storm.

Despite his seasoned warrior instincts, the man desperately attempted to relinquish his sword, hoping that bare fists might offer some solace in the face of this mysterious force.

However, his body, once an extension of his formidable will, now betrayed him, paralyzed by an unseen power that defied his every command.

The silence of the night shattered with a resounding bang, accompanied by an agonized scream that ripped through the air.

The lady's sword, gleaming with an eerie luminosity, descended upon the man's arm with relentless ferocity, cleaving it in two.

His severed limb arced through the sky, a grotesque testament to the brutality of the encounter, as the man's anguished wail mingled with the shadows.

Caught in a nightmarish reality, the man grappled with shock, fear, and an overwhelming surge of panic.

His racing heart drummed a chaotic rhythm in his chest, each beat a reminder of the dire straits he now faced.

The ordeal left him bewildered, questioning the very fabric of reality as the pain from his severed limb pulsed through his consciousness.

Amidst the excruciating physical torment, fragments of thought scattered through his mind like shards of broken glass.

"Is she really from the so-called sect?" he wondered, the uncertainty compounding the chaos within him. In the midst of his turmoil, concerns for his loved ones – his wife, his children – gnawed at the edges of his unraveling composure.

The man, thrust into a realm where fear and confusion held dominion, resisted the pull of despair.

A defiant spark ignited within him as he grappled with the prospect of impending doom.

"No. No. I can't give up. I must kill her," he resolved, a flicker of determination in the abyss of his terror.

In the aftermath of the brutal exchange, the street lay witness to the man's desperate attempt to adapt to his newfound handicap.

With one arm lost, he metamorphosed the remaining appendage into a deadly claw, determination etched on his face like an indelible mark.

"Die!" he roared, a guttural cry that echoed through the battleground as he lunged at his opponent.

A phantom claw materialized in the night sky, a manifestation of his formidable skill and menacing power.

Its spectral form hung above, poised to reap the lady's heart from her body.

Yet, the lady remained an embodiment of unwavering composure. Without flinching, she swung her sword with a grace that defied the looming threat.

The blade cut through the phantom claw effortlessly, as though it were nothing more than a fragile sheet of paper torn by a gust of wind.

"Hmm!" The man's widened eyes betrayed his shock and disbelief. This was a technique he reserved for dire, life-and-death situations, and it had never failed him until now.

The realization that his most potent skill had been effortlessly dismantled left him reeling.

As the man grappled with his shock, the lady seized the opportunity, following up with another lethal sword strike.

This time, luck abandoned the man.

The blade cleaved through him, splitting his form in two, and a subsequent attack from the lady sent his severed head spiraling into the night sky.

A profound silence descended upon the battlefield, broken only by the rustling of papers and the distant echoes of the gruesome encounter.

The lady, victorious and bathed in the eerie stillness, sheathed her sword.

The air hung heavy with the weight of finality, the deafening silence echoing the conclusion of a deadly dance between a Foundation Building realm and a Qi Refinement warrior.

As for the other ten Foundation building realm experts, they held their breath, cowering in fear. They just witnessed the most insane battle in their life.

The street was deadly silent as the two groups looked at each other. Previously, the Qi Refinement warriors that survived the onslaught of the attendants were filled with joy for the arrival of the Foundation Building realm.

But now, their joy was replaced with despair. The Foundation Building realm experts they believed would save them were nothing but fish on a chopping board to the attendants.

Looking at the ten attendants at the center of the street, it was like they were staring at ten powerful unbeatable experts. Also, the previous inhuman proclamation of the lady rang in their minds.

They didn't care about the reward from this mission but were filled with dread about what would happen if these ten demons attacked their clans and families.

As they were drenched in the cold despair of their adversary, the ten attendants moved at the same time.

Instantly, the quiet street roared to life as those alive were trying to escape for their dear lives. Even those in the Foundation Building realm were also scrambling for their lives.

Bang!

Ah!

Skulls crushed to paste, heads rolled in the sky. Arms and legs flying back and forth as the attendants mercilessly killed everything in their path.

The Qi Refinement warriors were the first to feel the burn of their mercilessness. Before they could lay their deadly claw to the Foundation Building experts.

In their minds, the Foundation Building experts believed they would outrun the attendants but reality showed them how wrong they were.

The attendants only needed to cover a certain distance before they were mysteriously frozen in their spot. They tried all their best to escape from the pressure that forced them to stop, but it was futile.

Bang! Bang!

They fell one after the other under the deadly blade of the attendants. The chase only lasted a minute before the battle came to an end.

The street was thrown into another round of silence, leaving only the ten attendants standing. They were covered in the blood of their enemies from head to toe.

"Now, the difficult part is about to start." A man complained among the attendants.

"So killing them is not difficult?" a lady responded.

"How is that difficult? We only need to kill them since they came voluntarily, but now. We need to identify their corpses, find their houses to complete the mission."