The Path of Divine Slaughter, also known as the Path of the God of Slaughter.
Fierce as a tiger everywhere, a devourer of men in all places.
At dusk, the canopy of the sky seemed to grow even darker, a black line approaching from afar, fragile beyond measure, swaying as if blown by the wind. In truth, wherever the black line passed, the chilly sea breeze became stiff and still.
The Lord of the God of Slaughter, with autumn winds dying down, people wilt away.
"I was careless."
Such a stunning, peerless Sure-Kill Blade Technique had already surpassed any Blade Draw Slash. The Lord of the Path of Divine Slaughter truly lived up to his reputation. One wonders just how formidable Musashi must be?
Ye Feng eventually crushed an object, the only thing that the old man had left him, and also the thing he had sworn never to use against his countrymen. All this time, Ye Feng had held it as a desire in his heart.
A massive claw stretched out.
