Ten figures stood like a silent mountain range.
The tidal surge of power that had just lifted an entire squad of palace guards into the air failed to budge them in the slightest!
"Get out."
The lead greatshield soldier barked the order, his voice dull and thunderous, carrying a metallic rasp through the visor.
"Heh… it's been a very long time since anyone dared to speak to me like that."
Elder Bloodblade's lips curved into an icy arc.
He stepped forward.
Blood-red swordlight, viscous like congealed gore, erupted from him, coiling and weaving around his body as if alive!
Those palace guards still floating helplessly in midair were brushed by that peerless, razor-edged glow—and were sliced apart like paper, torn and killed in an instant!
The lethal crimson radiance then surged in a sweeping tide toward the line of greatshield soldiers!
All ten Mountain Shieldbearers raised their hands in perfect unison.
