I alone am the Honoured One!

The battlefield had already descended into chaos... vampires, sect disciples, and the Coven of Black Hearts clashed.

Ji Shuang was battling the Vampire Elder Council, Yan Zijin was fighting Selena, and the massive stone guardians were carving through the enemy ranks.

Velnorah let out a soft sigh "Since Sect Master is already in the field now... everything will be okay."

Yao Jing nodded her head "Sister Shuang can take care of things from here."

Looking at Zhao Tian, Velnorah tugged his hand "Come on, Tian.. we can go and destroy some Vampire spaceships."

Huh? However, Yao Jing hurriedly grasped his hand on the other side "No, Tian'er... come with me, let's fight together..."

-_-

But then... Something changed.

A new horror unfolded amidst the sect disciples themselves.

Zhao Tian's eyes narrowed as he sensed something off... the battle was already brutal, but now it was growing erratic.

Sect disciples who had been fighting together moments ago suddenly turned against each other—slashing their own comrades down with madness-filled eyes.

"ARGH!"

"GRGHH!!"

"WHAT?"

Screams filled the air as trusted allies betrayed each other, disciples who had fought side by side for years now cutting through their own brethren. Explore hidden tales at My Virtual Library Empire

"What the hell is happening!?"

Some disciples gasped in horror, unable to understand why their trusted allies had suddenly turned against them.

Others were too slow to react and cut down before they could even lift their weapons in defense.

The Coven of Black Hearts' hidden traitors finally revealed themselves.

Zhao Tian's eyes widened in shock as he realized "The evil cultivators who mingled with the disciples...."

Hearing this, Velnorah also remembered accepting evil cultivators into her wing "That's..."

Her eyes shook in horror as she realized her blunder.

Zhao Tian gripped his hand and white patterns appeared on his eyes as he saw through everyone's souls.

"Jing'er, Norah... you both go and destroy the ships; I will take care of these evil cultivators."

Hearing this, Yao Jing was dumbfounded "But.. how are you going to differentiate?"

Zhao Tian shook his head "I have a way; now go."

Velnorah clenched her jaw before nodding.

Yao Jing hesitated for a few more seconds but eventually let out a sigh and gave him one final look before turning away.

SWOOSH!

Zhao Tian vanished and before the disciple could even react, a silver arc cut through the air, and his head flew from his shoulders.

Blood sprayed in the air as his lifeless body collapsed to the ground.

Zhao Tian didn't stop.

CRACK!

He grabbed another traitor's wrist, twisting it with enough force that the bone shattered instantly.

Before the man could even scream, Zhao Tian drove his sword through his chest, the tip emerging from his back.

With a flick of his wrist, he threw the corpse aside and charged forward.

"Who—"

Before the words could even leave the man's mouth, Zhao Tian disappeared once more, leaving a flicker of white light.

He reappeared behind the man as he raised his sword.

The man tried to turn and snap his weapon up to defend-

*SLEESHHH* But his entire upper body was severed in two, bisected so cleanly that for a brief moment, his eyes still moved in shock before his body collapsed into two separate halves.

A disciple in sect robes dashed forward, his blade already dripping with the blood of his own comrades.

His eyes gleamed with insanity as he lunged at another unsuspecting sect disciple.

But before his sword could even descend, a hand clamped around his face.

CRACK!

Zhao Tian's grip tightened, his fingers digging into the man's skull.

The man screamed, thrashing wildly, his hands clawing at Zhao Tian's wrist, trying to break free...

But Zhao Tian didn't even flinch.

With a single twist of his wrist—SHATTER!—the skull fractured like brittle glass.

Blood and brain matter splattered the ground as Zhao Tian tossed the lifeless body aside, already moving to his next target.

Realizing the danger, one of them tried to flee, but Zhao Tian vanished from where he stood and reappeared right in front of him.

The man barely had time to react-

SHINK!

Zhao Tian's sword sank cleanly into his spine, severing his nervous system instantly.

*thud* The man collapsed mid-step, his body hitting the dirt before his mind even registered that he was dead.

Zhao Tian ripped his sword free, not even sparing a glance as he moved on.

In an instant, he appeared behind a man and his hand snapped forward like a vice as he grabbed the back of the traitor's head.

"GUH!" The man gasped in shock, his entire body jerking forward as his face was yanked down toward the dirt.

Zhao Tian's fingers tightened like iron shackles, his nails digging into the man's scalp as he lifted him up effortlessly, his feet dangling helplessly above the ground.

"P-Ple—"

CRACK.

A wet, sickening crunch echoed through the battlefield as Zhao Tian's grip crushed his skull like a fruit, splitting bone and brain matter.

*thud* The body twitched violently and then fell limp, as the life left his eyes before his corpse dropped to the ground like a sack of meat.

Before the next group of disciples could react, a blue glint passed through his eyes and lightning energy coiled violently around his body.

A white-hot arc of electricity erupted from his body, crashing into a group of five traitors who had been attempting to retreat.

The lightning crawled through their bodies, tearing into muscles, bones, and nerves.

"ARGHHHH!!!" Their bodies jerked and convulsed uncontrollably as the currents burned through their organs, frying them alive from the inside out.

One of them came from behind with his dagger coated with poison as he aimed for Zhao Tian's spine.

But just as the blade was about to connect...

Zhao Tian twisted his entire torso and grabbed the assassin's wrist mid-air.

The man's eyes widened in shock, and before he could react—

CRUNCH.

Zhao Tian snapped his arm in the opposite direction, twisting it completely backward and the bones ripped through the skin as a sickening POP echoed through the air.

"GRGHH!!" The man screamed, dropping the dagger instantly.

Still holding onto the man's broken arm, Zhao Tian spun his sword around in his left hand, and then drove it straight through the traitor's throat.

*SQUEACH* Blood burst out violently, his body collapsing like a ragdoll as Zhao Tian pulled back his blade.

Another one tried to retreat, realizing how outmatched he was.

SHINK.

Zhao Tian's sword shot forward, spinning like a drill, and impaled the traitor through the chest.

*SHKKCHH* The force of the blow sent the man flying backward, nailing him into a tree.

He gurgled violently, blood spilling from his lips, as he struggled to pull the blade free.

But Zhao Tian had already dashed forward.

Placing a hand against the embedded hilt, he pushed it in deeper, twisting it mercilessly.

"GRAAARRR!!" The traitor's eyes bulged in pain but Zhao Tian didn't care and twisted the sword, killing him instantly.

His gaze flickered to the remaining evil cultivators and he pulled back his blade from the dead corpse.

*thud* The body fell down and blood dripped from the edge of his blade.

'Onto next...'

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