High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

Blood Shadow’s Sword Qi was dense, but it couldn’t change direction.

With enough speed, they were easy to dodge.

The occasional Sword Qi from a tricky angle was also precisely intercepted by the Sword Qi Han Feng casually sent out.

For a moment, Sword Qi flew everywhere, riddling the buildings and facilities at the edge of the square with holes.

Han Feng wasn’t idle. The Flying Sword under his control continued to relentlessly attack Blood Shadow’s torso.

Nearly a minute passed.

The duration of Sword Control Technique·Great Success was about to end. Han Feng didn’t hesitate to reactivate the Divine Power Module, and another thousand drops of Sword Essence vanished like flowing water.

The sudden feeling of emptiness from his Dantian made his head spin.

He made a split-second decision, retrieving a Tier Three Spiritual Energy Potion from his Storage Space, biting the bottle open, and downing it.

The cold liquid slid down his throat, instantly transforming into a torrential flood of energy.

He grit his teeth against the piercing pain of his meridians being stretched, activating his Innate Sword Body. Like a whale swallowing the sea, he forcefully refined this energy into Sword Essence. The "water level" in his depleted Dantian Qi Sea began to rise at a visible rate.

This series of actions was completed in the blink of an eye, not affecting his evasive maneuvers on the battlefield in the slightest.

But Blood Shadow’s outburst couldn’t last.

「Three minutes later.」

Blood Shadow’s frenzied aura rapidly deflated like a leaking ball, and his form reverted to its original state.

He was bathed in blood, his torso covered in holes that went straight through, barely retaining a human shape as he collapsed wretchedly to his knees.

Soon, his body became motionless, as if he had completely passed out.

Han Feng dismissed his Sword Shield and hovered in mid-air, not approaching immediately.

He quietly watched the mangled, flesh-like body below. Under his Spiritual Vision, the life flame of the host body had been completely extinguished.

But in the Dantian in its abdomen, there was a tiny yet extremely condensed, blood-red Energy Core. It was pulsing violently at a strange frequency, as if gathering its final strength.

"Not coming out yet?"

A derisive sneer touched the corner of Han Feng’s mouth. He deliberately descended slowly, pretending he was going to inspect the corpse to create an opportunity for his opponent to escape.

Just as his feet were three meters from the ground...

A sudden change occurred!

Blood Shadow, who had been lying there like a dead dog, suddenly had a bloody hole burst open in his abdomen!

WHOOSH!

A streak of blood-red light, only as thick as a finger, shot out from within his body. It moved several times faster than his previous Demonization, hugging the ground as it sped straight toward the sea.

That was his true form!

A Bloodthirsty Demon Insect that lived as a parasite inside a human body!

This was the greatest secret of the Blood Feeding Sect.

As long as this insect escaped, it could just find any living person to burrow into, and in less than three months, it would be back in action again.

A venomous mental wave from Blood Shadow emanated from the streak of red light, "Kid! I’ll remember this! Just you wait until I get back..."

However, before he could finish, he felt a terrifying heat wave from behind, so intense it could freeze the very soul.

Han Feng stood his ground, holding a posture with one finger extended.

"No need to wait."

"Stay."

The wisp of Soul-Burning Sword Aura he had long since condensed instantly coalesced into a crimson-gold thread of Sword Qi, as fine as a strand of hair, and shot from his hand.

He then empowered that thread of Sword Qi with the full might of his Sword Control Technique at the Great Success level.

The crimson-gold Sword Qi, though launched later, arrived first. In the blink of an eye, it caught up to the streak of blood-red light.

The moment they collided, there was no violent explosion—only a soul-shattering shriek, too shrill to be human, that echoed through the night sky.

The next moment, everything returned to silence.

Han Feng rushed to the spot where the red light had vanished. On the ground lay the two twitching halves of a charred insect corpse.

It looked about sixty percent similar to the Blood Gu he had seen back at Golden Ears Farm.