Maneuver . . .
As the killer king, Cha Nantian, unleashed his ferocity, an icy chill swept over the crowd, sending shivers down their spines. It was a palpable shift in the atmosphere, an unmistakable transition from the gentle and composed man they had known.
Zhao Pingtian turned to face Cha Eun Xiao with eyes ablaze with intensity. He spoke in a low, fervent voice, his yearning for a glimpse of her apparent, "Can I see her in person? I want to see her so much!"
His gaze drifted to the heavens as he murmured, his heart seemingly shattered, "I want to see her in person. You liar. You liar... You liar..." Despite accusing someone of falsehood, his demeanor remained soft and gentle.
Cha Eun Xiao responded calmly, "You want me to do it here? Does this seem like an appropriate place to you?"
Zhao Pingtian had a moment of realization. "You're right. This isn't a suitable location. Let's find somewhere else."
With his stance upright, Zhao Pingtian turned around, swaying the sword in his hand, and a resounding crack filled the air. It was as though lightning had struck the sky, creating a long, twisted, and dark rift that lingered before eventually vanishing.
"Move aside!" Zhao Pingtian's tone brooked no argument. He seemed distant, and his resolve was unwavering.
"Are you out of your mind, Brother Zhao!" Ji Mengzhan's anger contorted his face. His slender frame, reminiscent of a narrow bamboo shoot, trembled with rage. He couldn't have foreseen that events would take such a turn. While he had contemplated killing Zhao Pingtian earlier due to his delirious state, Zhao Pingtian had now seemingly returned to his senses, choosing to align himself with Cha Eun Xiao. It was clear that Zhao Pingtian had made the wrong decision.
"I'm not interested in wasting time on you right now!" As his composure returned, Zhao Pingtian once again assumed the mantle of a ruthless king. An aura of murderous intent gathered around him, and he declared, "Move! Unless you want to die!"
He advanced with determined strides, his countenance grave. In this moment, even Ning Biluo would hesitate to confront him, given Zhao Pingtian's optimal condition. The Boundless Saint would likely seek refuge.
Though Zhao Pingtian appeared composed and tranquil, a storm raged within him. He was a madman with a lucid mind and exceptional skills, a figure more terrifying than death itself.
All his potential had been unlocked, and his power had reached its zenith. There were no distractions in his mind, only a single thought, "Get out of here and find another place!" This was both Zhao Pingtian's tragedy and the hope of his life.
Anyone who dared obstruct his path would become his mortal enemy, whether man or god. He would annihilate anything in his way.
Ji Mengzhan made a resolute decision and shouted, "All of you, go ahead! Kill Feng Zhiling!" Then, he hastily retreated.
Countless black-clad assassins closed in from all directions, their expressions cold and resolute. Ji Mengzhan had ultimately chosen to risk it all for the six billion.
[Even though the titles of No. 3 assassin and killer king are both terrifying, I have a substantial number of men on my side. They are no ordinary individuals. Do you truly believe you can eliminate them all?]
"You're courting death!" Zhao Pingtian barked coldly and fiercely, his eyes filled with lethal intent.
At that moment, seven men rushed toward Zhao Pingtian. They were all agile, surrounded by a blue glow, and had reached the Sky Origin Stage. They had no intention of harming Zhao Pingtian; instead, they sought to bypass him and reach Feng Zhiling directly.
They were ruthless assassins, not fools. Engaging with Zhao Pingtian was a death wish.
However, Feng Zhiling was in close proximity. Their goal was clear: eliminate Feng Zhiling and leave Zhao Pingtian unharmed.
[Don't forget, we've traveled together for thousands of miles. We share certain connections, don't we? Would you truly kill us?]
It was evident that they were unaware of the fact that Zhao Pingtian had completely lost his sanity at this point.
Attempting to negotiate with a man who had gone off the deep end was an exercise in futility, to say the least.
Zhao Pingtian's voice boomed, hoarse and thunderous enough to rend the very heavens asunder. Even as he shouted, he was already in motion.
As he moved, a wave of blue sword lights surged around his body like a relentless tide, rapidly advancing. In mere moments, the space within a ten-meter radius was bathed in an ocean of radiant blue light.
Amidst the luminous blue sword lights, seven streaks of white brilliance flashed. Without even bothering to look back, Zhao Pingtian uttered, "Come with me."
And with that command, he forged ahead with determined strides.
Wherever the seven streams of white light passed, blood sprayed out like rain. The seven Sky Origin Stage cultivators hadn't even the opportunity to scream before their bodies were torn asunder, their limbs scattered in different directions.
Within the span of just thirty meters, Zhao Pingtian had left behind nothing but a gruesome tableau of broken limbs and severed bodies. It was a scene of sheer carnage.
Cha Eun Xiao stood in stunned amazement. He had grossly underestimated Zhao Pingtian. The killer king was well deserving of his titles. While Cha Eun Xiao could potentially handle the surrounding seven men, taking their lives in the same swift and ruthless manner as Zhao Pingtian had done was a feat he could hardly replicate.
It was a challenging task, but not an impossible one, because Cha Eun Xiao possessed a unique technique. He could eliminate a group of enemies within his attack range if he unleashed his full power, but it would invariably take a toll on his own well-being. Moreover, the primary objective was to escape safely.
What troubled Cha Eun Xiao most was that Zhao Pingtian didn't appear to have any intention of fleeing. He continued to surge forward, ruthlessly eliminating anyone who crossed his path. There were no wounded individuals left in his wake; there were only the lifeless remnants of those he had encountered.
[If you won't make a path for me, then I'll carve one myself!]
Zhao Pingtian's countenance remained cold and aloof. His wrist moved with incredible speed, causing his sword to emit a continuous series of rapid, staccato sounds—shoot, shoot, shoot.
With Zhao Pingtian paving the way, Cha Eun Xiao wasted no time. He activated his martial arts technique and closely trailed behind Zhao Pingtian. He remained unscathed and never had the opportunity to engage in combat.
Zhao Pingtian resembled an invincible war god, singlehandedly confronting the enemy forces. It was clear that he was determined to eliminate any potential threats that might harm Cha Eun Xiao.