Wherever the blood-robed warriors went, blood would dye their robes wet, and rivers of blood would flow. That saying alone proved how terrifying they were. From how the leader was talking to Xiang Shaoyun, it was clear they weren't about to let him off easily.

The first option seemed like an easy choice, but that would allow them to trample over Xiang Shaoyun's dignity, and Xiang Shaoyun would no longer be able to raise his head and be together with Yu Caidie in the future. It was obvious the blood-robed warriors came harboring ill intent. The second option was basically them killing him if he didn't accept their demand.

None of the choices seemed like a good choice for Xiang Shaoyun. The Overlord Legion members were furious, but they were too weak compared to these blood-robed warriors.

Xiang Shaoyun smiled and asked, "Is there a third choice?"

"What do you think?" asked the leader coldly.

"I think there is one," said Xiang Shaoyun. "You have two choices. First choice, tell me who sent you here. Second choice, die."

"Haha, looks like you're really looking down on us. This is the end of the road for you, then," said the leader as he howled with laughter. He waved at the people behind him and said, "Eighteen, kill him."

"Yes, boss," said the weakest of the blood-robed warriors.

Dashing forth, he turned into a specter and aimed his attack at Xiang Shaoyun's throat. He did not bother saying anything else. Drawing his saber, he prepared to end the fight as quickly as possible. This was how the blood-robed warriors always operated. With a flash, a blade and a bloody phantom appeared.

Just as the blade was about to reach Xiang Shaoyun, he casually raised his hand and clamped his fingers around the blade, rendering the blade incapable of moving another inch forward. Eighteen's eyes narrowed in surprise when he saw that an attack with almost all his strength had been stopped so easily.

The leader hurriedly shouted, "Retreat, Eighteen!"

His warning came too late. Xiang Shaoyun exerted some force with his hand, snapping the blade before swinging the broken blade at Eighteen's throat. Eighteen reacted instantly. As someone who had fought countless battles, he had retreated the moment Xiang Shaoyun moved. He was confident he would be able to avoid the attack.

Unfortunately for him, Xiang Shaoyun was much faster. Eighteen had barely moved three meters away when the sharp blade punctured his throat. He stopped retreating, his hands wrapped around his throat as he tried to stop himself from bleeding. However, the wound was too big. No matter how he tried, he couldn't stop the bleeding.

"Bastard! Work together and kill him!" The leader raged. He had not expected Xiang Shaoyun to be this strong. As a fourth-stage Sovereign, Xiang Shaoyun had instantly killed Eighteen. At this moment, the leader wanted nothing more than to rip Xiang Shaoyun apart.

He knew that anyone who could enter one of the four academies would be a genius among geniuses that could punch above their class. However, he did not believe that Xiang Shaoyun would be able to instantly kill Eighteen, who was a seventh-stage Sovereign, as a fourth-stage Sovereign. He had underestimated Xiang Shaoyun too much.

At his command, seven blood-robed warriors stepped forth, releasing seven soul foundations to surround Xiang Shaoyun and the Overlord Legion members. Not only were they aiming to kill Xiang Shaoyun, but they also intended to eliminate his followers.

The Overlord Legion members were all genius cultivators who had survived the Devil Domain. They had an iron will that would not allow them to easily admit defeat. They drew their weapons and faced the seven attackers, aiming to put up a struggle even if they couldn't be of help to Xiang Shaoyun.

"You're courting death," said Xiang Shaoyun as thick killing intent rose within him. His aura erupted from his body and clashed against the aura of the seven attackers as he drew his saber.

His attack was a simple one. With one slash, he sent a purple streak cleaving through the air at a speed nobody could react to. Before the seven attackers could even reach Xiang Shaoyun, their bellies split, and blood spilled out. Their palms cracked as their weapons were sent flying out of their hands. Next, Xiang Shaoyun transformed into a series of phantoms and swung his saber repeatedly at the seven.

Whoosh!

Before they could even react, seven heads soared into the air. The blood-robed warriors thus became blood-robed corpses. The leader's eyes widened in shock, and a chill crept up his spine. They had always been victorious in every fight they participated in. Even when pitted against peak Sovereigns, they could put up a fight. Now, a mere fourth-stage Soul Foundation Realm cultivator had easily killed eight of them. The leader couldn't believe his eyes.

Dragging the bloody saber behind him, Xiang Shaoyun slowly walked toward the leader. The Overlord Legion members all looked at Xiang Shaoyun with reverence in their eyes. For them, that figure dyed in blood possessed boundless charm.

"Kill! Fight with all your strength!" commanded the leader. He himself also finally made a move.

Ten blood-robed warriors attacked at the same time, unleashing a storm of attacks upon Xiang Shaoyun, surrounding him with countless crimson sabers. Even a peak Sovereign would have to retreat in the face of such might.

As for Xiang Shaoyun, he dove right into the storm like a bolt of lightning. He freely drifted amid all the attacks, as though he was a fish swimming freely in water, avoiding all the attacks while swinging his saber with nimble and simple movements.

Whoosh!

Instantly, two of his opponents were struck. Blood and flesh flew everywhere. Instead of stopping, Xiang Shaoyun continued moving like a phantom. Nobody could match his movement as his boundless saber intent assaulted his opponents. Shortly after, he killed three more people.

One could say that he was basically taking a life every ten steps he took. Before long, only three survivors remained. They were so frightened that they lost all courage. Without any hesitation, they turned around and ran.

Unfortunately for them, Xiang Shaoyun was much faster than them. He instantly appeared behind one of them. With a swing of his saber, he cut the person into two. Almost at the same instant, Xiang Shaoyun flickered and reappeared beside another person who was about a kilometer away. With a swing of his saber, he split the person into two.

The two were killed almost at the same time. Xiang Shaoyun was so fast that one couldn't even see clearly which of the two had died first. The leader had fled rather far away and believed that he had successfully escaped. Suddenly, an overbearing foot appeared above him and stomped down, smashing him into the ground.