From Sword to Slaughter: Evolution

The onlookers were completely stunned by what had just transpired.

A seventh-tier martial artist had been slain in mere moments!?

[New Skill Unlocked: Energy Absorption]

"Huh?"

Ye Fan was surprised to see the system notification.

"Why did a new skill suddenly get unlocked?"

He quickly checked the details of the new skill:

Passive Skill: Energy Absorption (S-rank)

(Absorb the energy of defeated enemies and transfer it to the swordmaster, enhancing their power.)

"Damn!"

"This skill will massively boost the swordmaster's strength!"

Ye Fan was excited about the new passive ability but also had concerns.

While this skill was highly beneficial to the swordmaster, it also posed a problem: it would make an already corrupt person even more dangerous.

After all, if killing enemies directly increased power, it would only fuel a swordmaster's lust for violence.

"Worthless fools."

Ren Xing's voice was cold.

"You're using a demonic sword, aren't you?"

One of the high-tier martial artists fixed his gaze on the Soul Cleaver in Ren Xing's hand.

He had witnessed how the sword absorbed the blood of the man Ren Xing had just killed, draining every drop from his body.

The scene was unsettling.

"A demonic sword..."

The others around them also focused on Ren Xing.

"This sword is called 'Soul Cleaver,'"

Ren Xing announced with a cold smile, sweeping his gaze over the crowd without a hint of fear. Instead, he laughed aloud.

Soul Cleaver?

Xiao Feng, the eighth-tier warrior holding the silver spear, narrowed his eyes at the mention of the name. Then, without a word, he turned and left the area.

The others paid no attention to him, as all their focus was now on Ren Xing's sword.

They had all sensed it—the aura of the Soul Cleaver was filled with a powerful, ominous energy. And Ren Xing himself seemed to exude an eerie, otherworldly presence.

Whether it was a demonic sword or not, one thing was clear: this was no ordinary weapon. It had even shattered A-rank weapons like they were nothing!

"So, what is it? Do you all want my sword as well?"

Ren Xing's grin widened as he looked at the surrounding warriors.

"If you want it, come kill me! Hahaha!"

"Die!"

The moment his words fell, the high-tier warriors exchanged a glance. In the next instant, they all rushed toward Ren Xing, their weapons drawn and aimed at him.

Clang, clang, clang—

Ren Xing's eyes narrowed as he activated the Bloodthirsty Frenzy skill.

At that moment, he sacrificed some of his blood essence to power the Soul Cleaver, and in an instant, the sword radiated an intense crimson energy, causing Ren Xing's power to surge.

"Come on, then! All of you… just die!"

With a loud roar, Ren Xing swung Soul Cleaver wildly.

Phantom Dance!

His body seemed to split into multiple shadowy forms as he clashed with the high-tier warriors.

Clang, clang, clang—

The sound of metal striking metal echoed repeatedly.

"What a bunch of idiots,"

Xiao Feng muttered as he left the scene, holding his silver spear.

As an eighth-tier martial artist, he was far more cautious.

When he had first observed Ren Xing, he could already sense something was off. This man had clearly delved into the demonic path.

"So, that sword is called Soul Cleaver, huh?"

Xiao Feng murmured to himself before disappearing from sight.

The ancient monument's inheritance was a demonic technique, unsuitable for him. Moreover, Ren Xing had already absorbed the entire inheritance. Xiao Feng was content with the A-rank weapon he had acquired.

Meanwhile, back in the depths of the ruins, Ren Xing was fully immersed in battle, wildly swinging Soul Cleaver as he slashed at his opponents.

The constant clashing of weapons rang out as the combat intensified.

One by one, the high-tier martial artists found their weapons shattered by the overwhelming force of Soul Cleaver.

The sword was absolutely tyrannical.

Weaponless, the warriors' faces paled with fear. They couldn't comprehend how Ren Xing's sword could be so powerful, easily slicing through their A-rank weapons.

And despite Ren Xing being only a sixth-tier martial artist, the strength he displayed was terrifying, far beyond what they had expected.

Another seventh-tier warrior fell to Ren Xing's blade.

[Killed seventh-tier martial artist, gained 7,000 evolution points]

[Absorbed seventh-tier martial artist's blood, gained 7 energy points]

"Die!!!"

With a furious roar, Ren Xing unleashed a new skill.

Blood Explosion!

This was the first time Ren Xing had used this skill.

In an instant, all the blood energy within his body gathered and formed a massive, crimson orb of energy.

The orb shot forward, crashing into the group of seventh-tier warriors.

Boom!

With a deafening explosion, the blood orb detonated, wiping out the remaining warriors.

[Killed seventh-tier martial artist, gained 7,000 evolution points]

[Killed seventh-tier martial artist, gained 7,000 evolution points]

Ye Fan was astonished by what he saw.

The system's notifications kept pouring in, and the number of evolution points gained was staggering.

Ren Xing had already accumulated around 47,000 points.

"This is insane… the evolution points are piling up so quickly."

Ye Fan couldn't help but voice his amazement.

Killing a seventh-tier martial artist earned 7,000 points. If Ren Xing managed to kill an eighth-tier, he would likely gain 8,000 points!

At this rate, evolving to an SS-rank weapon wouldn't take long.

"Damn, I wonder when I'll finally regain a human form."

Ye Fan sighed to himself. He hadn't heard of a weapon being able to take on human form, and he didn't know when he would gain enough energy to move independently for long.

"Well, no point worrying about that now."

"For now, let's see what Ren Xing does next."

Ye Fan's thoughts turned back to Ren Xing. The man was slowly descending deeper into the demonic path.

Especially now that he had comprehended the Nine Chapters of the Heavenly Demon, it was clear that Ren Xing was cultivating demonic techniques.

Ren Xing rifled through the bodies of the fallen, collecting their storage rings. When he finished, all ten of his fingers were adorned with storage rings.