Chapter 4539

shifted as he moved with incredible speed and precision. The Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand danced like a blur, deflecting Tianluo’s blade with ease.

The sound of clashing swords echoed as Kai parried both Sect Master Zhou and Tianluo’s strikes simultaneously. Despite being outnumbered, his movements were calm and measured, his confidence unwavering.

Sect Master Zhou growled in frustration. His attacks became more ferocious, each strike carrying more spiritual energy, yet none could land on Kai.

“You’re not getting away this time!” Zhou roared, his sword unleashing a wave of cold energy that froze the surrounding air and sent shards of ice flying toward Kai.

Tianluo capitalized on the distraction, lunging forward with a vicious thrust aimed at Kai’s back.

But Kai’s eyes gleamed sharply. With a single, fluid motion, he spun in place, the Dragon Slaying Sword radiating a powerful golden light.

Clang!

Kai’s blade deflected Tianluo’s attack effortlessly, sending him stumbling backward. In the same instant, Kai unleashed a crescent-shaped sword light that shattered Zhou’s icy wave and struck directly at the Sect Master.

“Argh!” Sect Master Zhou cried out as the force of the attack sent him hurtling backward. His sword flew from his hand, clattering to the ground.

Kai turned his focus to Tianluo, who was now visibly shaken.

“You’re out of your league,” Kai said coldly, his voice steady and filled with authority.

Tianluo hesitated, beads of sweat forming on his brow as he realized the vast gap in strength. But his fear turned to panic when Kai raised the Dragon Slaying Sword once more.

“No!” Tianluo shouted, attempting to retreat.

But it was too late.

Kai’s sword emitted a dazzling flash of light that engulfed Tianluo entirely. When the light faded, Tianluo collapsed to the ground, defeated and powerless.

Sect Master Zhou, clutching his injured side, glared at Kai with hatred but also a deep sense of fear.

The onlookers, including Zuo Tianzheng and Narota, were silent, their expressions a mixture of shock and awe.

Narota’s lips curled into a sinister smile. “Interesting. This boy isn’t as simple as he looks. Perhaps he might actually force me to exert myself.”

Kai stood tall amidst the battlefield, unscathed and commanding. His presence alone seemed to crush the morale of his enemies.

“Who’s next?” Kai asked, his voice calm but brimming with undeniable strength.
Kai’s eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a sharp and commanding aura. The Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand hummed with energy, as if responding to its master’s emotions.

“You’re persistent,” Kai said coldly, watching Sect Master Zhou’s frenzied charge.

As Zhou’s sword descended with immense power, Kai sidestepped with precision, the blade missing him by a hair’s breadth. The ground where the sword struck cracked and splintered, revealing the force behind the attack.

Before Sect Master Zhou could recover, Kai retaliated. His Dragon Slaying Sword swept upward in a blinding arc, aiming directly for Zhou’s exposed side.

Clang!

Zhou barely managed to deflect the strike, but the impact sent shockwaves through his arm, nearly making him drop his sword. His expression twisted in frustration and fear as he realized the difference in their strength.

“You’re outmatched,” Kai said, his tone calm but filled with dominance. “Stop wasting your energy.”

But Zhou refused to concede. With a roar, he channeled all his remaining spiritual power into his blade, causing it to glow with a menacing blue light.

“I won’t die without a fight!” Zhou bellowed, launching himself at Kai with everything he had.

Kai sighed, as if disappointed by the futile resistance.

With a fluid motion, he raised the Dragon Slaying Sword high, its blade radiating a golden light that illuminated the battlefield.

“Dragon Slayer’s Wrath!” Kai called out, his voice resonating with power.

A massive, crescent-shaped wave of energy burst from the Dragon Slaying Sword, cutting through the air like a divine judgment.

Zhou’s eyes widened in terror as the attack hurtled toward him. He raised his sword to block, pouring all his spiritual power into defense, but it was futile.

The golden wave engulfed Zhou entirely. When the light subsided, he was thrown backward, his sword shattered, his body riddled with wounds. He hit the ground hard, coughing up blood.

Kai approached the fallen Sect Master with an air of authority. He pointed the Dragon Slaying Sword at Zhou’s throat, its blade still shimmering with power.

“This is your last chance,” Kai said, his voice steady and devoid of emotion. “Surrender or meet the same fate as your apprentice.”

Zhou trembled, the fight drained from him. His pride battled with the instinct to survive, but in the end, he bowed his head.

“I… surrender,” Zhou muttered, his voice weak and filled with humiliation.

The battlefield fell silent, the onlookers stunned by Kai’s overwhelming strength. Even Narota’s faint smile faltered, replaced by a look of intrigue.

“Interesting,” Narota said softly, his eyes glinting with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. “It seems this boy may be worth my attention after all.”