Those eyes which Jian Shen had when he said those words, they no longer belonged to a mortal. They looked like those of a demon which crawled its way out of the lowest layer of hell.
And those red eyes, they made every single one of the still-living assassins take a step back in fear.
"Do you know what's the worst way to die?"
Not even giving the assassins the chance to recover and answer, Jian Shen said, "I don't either. Let's find out shall we?"
This question proved to be a rhetorical one because Jian Shen didn't wait for the answer before he started to move.
Almost running away as Jian Shen started to move, the assassins suddenly remembered that Jian Shen was only in the Dharma Realm.
No matter how strong he was, there was no way he could defeat all of them who were in the Sage Realm, and even those few in the Saint Realm!
Starting from the Dharma Realm, the cultivators didn't grow stronger by increasing their Qi or their physical body's strength.
Instead, it was completely related to their comprehension of the Intent of Heaven and Earth.
Being able to understand enough about the Intent of Heaven and Earth so that you could use them meant the same as entering the Dharma Realm.
Able to control the Intent of Heaven and Earth not just around them, but in a distance as well meant entering the Sage Realm.
As for the Saint Realm, it was to control the Intent of Heaven and Earth around them and turn everything into their own domain.
If it was just based on the generally accepted condition, Jian Shen who had kept all of the assassins inside the gales of winds and lightning could be considered as a Saint Realm Cultivator.
The only difference was that Jian Shen wasn't controlling the wind and lightning around him, they were randomly moving around due to his riled up emotions.
Still, they did get the job done by acting as a barrier and not allowing any of the assassins to escape.
Gritting their teeth and thinking that Jian Shen was just using some special technique to create that pseudo barrier around them, and the only he reason he killed so many of them, in the beginning, was due to having launched a sneak attack.
Raising their weapons and readying themselves for a front-on attack since they couldn't really hide behind anything and sneak attack like they usually did, the assassins all easily stopped in which direction Jian Shen was moving.
The very same moment Jian Shen arrived in front of the one he set out to attack, six other men had surrounded him at the same time with their various weapons moving towards him.
Seeing all of this, neither Jian Shen nor Juewang was flustered in the slightest. Having practised for such scenarios, Juewang released the third seal on the Sword of Despair for just an instant.
It was only as instant, but it was more than enough to shock everyone close to Jian Shen.
Taking advantage, Jian Shen covered the Sword of Despair's blade in his Sword Qi and cut through every single one of them who were around him.
Looking around with his eyes which were still lusting for blood, Jian Shen despite flying used his leg to flick the wind and uses it as his footing to further speed up.
Arriving in front of his next target at a speed faster than before, Jian Shen raised his sword vertically and pierced it through his neck before he could even react.
Not even caring about the blood which was falling on him and his clothes, which he usually and still hated, Jian Shen increased the concentration of Sword Qi to make the blade sharper.
Slashing at the air, the Sword of Despair moved as if it could see into the future and cut all the assassins alongside their weapons who appeared just in time for the sword to decapitate them.
Moving and slashing, moving and slashing, it all seemed so mechanical and repetitive but the assassins who were the ones that were being slashed didn't think so.
The longer what could not be called anything other than a massacre was continued, the more they could see the subtle changes around Jian Shen.
The flow of wind had further increased in his favour, and that lightning wrapped around him was also much smoother than before.
As for his attacks, after a while they no longer felt as if Jian Shen's arms were holding a sword.
Instead, it felt like his hands were both two swords on their own and the black one was just as an extension of them.
The Intent of Lightning, and Sword Arm... Jian Shen comprehended one and achieved the other in his rage-fuelled fighting.
Still, completely immersed in the desire to kill everyone who was part of the group that tried to harm Wuying, Jian Shen didn't notice the changes happening to himself and continued to cut up every assassin he saw.
Littering the street and houses below them with blood and pieces of flesh, Jian Shen was now looking like a devil due to how much blood covered his own body.
By now, the sounds of fighting in the air had long since woken up those living close by, and due to the situation of the current Yueliang Empire, the news about what was happening had been conveyed to Li Qiao as well.
It was the same with the other Sect Leaders, Yueliang Empire's Generals, and so on.
Everyone after hearing that Jian Shen was fighting against some group in the skies of the capital city, immediately set off at their highest speed to go and see what was happening.