From Sword to Slaughter: Evolution

Kokoslin's eyes widened.

He glanced at the sword in his hand.

A hole had been pierced straight through the blade.

Even his weapon couldn't withstand the strike.

"What kind of sword is this..."

As soon as he spoke, his body collapsed to the ground.

[Killed Martial King-level martial artist, gained 1,000,000 evolution points]

In that instant, the blood from the bodies of all the fallen martial artists began to seep out of their pores, rising into the air.

It was swiftly absorbed by the floating Ji Mie sword.

[Absorbed Martial King-level martial artist's blood essence, gained 10 energy points]

[Absorbed Martial King-level martial artist's blood essence, gained 10 energy points]

[Absorbed Martial King-level martial artist's blood essence, gained 10 energy points]

...

The system notifications appeared once again, flooding the screen.

The energy points that had been consumed earlier were now rapidly replenishing.

And the numbers kept increasing.

After all, Ji Mie's Power had killed an enormous number of martial artists.

"A demonic sword..."

"That sword must be a demonic sword!"

In the distance, Xierke, who had appeared in the sky, looked on, his face paling.

This time, the Dilong Empire's most elite force had been wiped out! And all to ambush Lin Luoluo!

If other nations learned of this, the Dilong Empire would be in serious danger.

There was even the possibility of its downfall!

...

Ten days later.

"Wretch!"

King Ling kicked a woman dressed in white, her body covered in wounds.

Bang—

The woman fell to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Upon closer inspection, her face was covered in scars.

Even so, it was clear that her face bore a striking resemblance to Lin Luoluo's!

"You two look quite alike."

King Ling grabbed her by the hair, his voice cold.

"Take her away, to the execution grounds!"

With a furious shout, a group of martial artists came forward and dragged her away.

King Ling's face remained dark and brooding.

The events of ten days ago had left an immense impact on the entire Dilong Empire!

Their most elite force, combined with a Sword Saint, was supposed to have easily dealt with the problem.

But no one could have predicted that the entire elite force would be annihilated!

Even the Sword Saint had been seriously injured.

If other countries caught wind of this situation, the Dilong Empire would be in grave danger.

The empire had been bold and domineering because of its powerful elite force.

But now…

"Will she show up?"

King Ling turned his gaze to the side.

An old figure appeared beside him.

It was Xierke! This time, Xierke looked older, as though he had aged considerably in just ten days.

"She will come."

"And this woman bears a striking resemblance to her. I suspect they are related by blood."

Xierke responded.

"Good. This time, we will kill her."

"And we must get our hands on that sword!"

King Ling said coldly.

If they could obtain that sword, none of this loss would matter.

If the sword was as powerful as rumored...

...

Soon, the Silver Clan woman was brought to the execution grounds.

On the massive platform, she was forced to kneel.

Not far away, the emperor of the Dilong Empire, Longkos York, sat on a golden throne.

Beside him were two elderly men.

Though their bodies emitted no energy, it was clear they were extraordinary.

They were the Dilong Empire's two guardians: the Blade Saint and the Spear Saint.

"I want to see what kind of person killed my empire's strongest elite force."

Longkos York said coldly.

He was a tall man, exuding an aura of immense power.

"At noon, execute her!"

The Silver Clan woman knelt on the platform as an executioner stood beside her, holding a long battle blade.

"Let's see if she shows up."

King Ling crossed his arms, his eyes fixed on the execution platform.

Around the area, soldiers stood guard.

Not only that, but countless experts were hidden in the shadows.

If Lin Luoluo dared to come, she was as good as dead!

"Noon has arrived!"

A loud voice rang out.

"She didn't come?"

King Ling furrowed his brow and glanced at Xierke.

Xierke's eyes were locked on the execution platform.

It didn't make sense.

Based on Lin Luoluo's past actions, there was no way she would just stand by and watch the last member of the Silver Clan die.

"Don't come."

"Live a good life."

The woman on the platform spoke weakly.

Her body had suffered severe injuries.

"Die."

The executioner took a swig of alcohol and spat it onto the blade.

In the next moment, he raised the sword high, ready to bring it down on the woman's neck!

"She really didn't come?"

Xierke's brow furrowed further at the sight.

Die!!! Just as the executioner's sword was about to fall, a flash of cold light streaked across his body.

In the next instant, his head rolled to the ground, blood spraying out like a fountain.

"She's here."

Xierke's eyes widened slightly.

The two men standing beside him were equally shocked.

A woman wearing a bamboo hat had appeared out of nowhere.

It was Lin Luoluo! Whoosh whoosh—

Her long sword flashed in an instant.

Before they could react, two more men were cut down.

"Sister."

Lin Luoluo's voice softened as she gazed at the woman kneeling on the ground.

She gently touched her sister's face, her eyes filled with a terrifying killing intent as she looked at the wounds.

"Luoluo, you must leave!"

"They have many experts waiting here..."

Lin Luoluo's sister, realizing the danger, quickly warned her.

There were cuts on her lips, and as she spoke, blood dripped down.

"Today, I will take you away."

Lin Luoluo helped her up, her gaze scanning the area.

"No one can stop me."

As she finished speaking, she raised Ji Mie.

In an instant, the sword emitted a dazzling white light!

The white light exploded outward.

"What is this power!?"

Everyone around felt an intense warmth enveloping them.

Some even felt the hidden injuries in their bodies begin to heal.

"Don't celebrate too soon. Everyone here will die."

Ye Fan gazed coldly at the surrounding people.