Lin Yun’s pent up feelings were relieved as he executed the last form of the Seven Slaughtering Seal. The boundless black mist began to squirm and gather behind Lin Yun.

As for the seven swordsmen, their armor was already broken and they were covered with injuries. In retaliation, they released a roar and swung their swords.

The seven stars hovering above their heads descended and flew towards Lin Yun. The commotion they caused was great and the entire sky radiated as if seven suns were descending to the earth.

Lin Yun’s bloody figure began to sway. It was as though he would fall even without the seven stars descending. However, at this moment, his killing aura had accumulated to the limit. With his hair fluttering in the sky, Lin Yun gnashed his teeth to prevent himself from collapsing. He persevered and continued to form seals...