In the lavish hall, several sturdy figures were deeply embedded in the hard walls. The members of the personal guard seemed frozen in place, staring fixedly at
"What happened?"
"What did he do?"
The personal guard hadn't managed to process what had just occurred. The only thing they knew was that Shi Feng had suddenly risen and swept out a single sword strike, and then several of their comrades had become display pieces mounted on the reception room walls.
"How is this possible?" Shachi stared at the guard members who had been sent flying, horrified.
He knew exactly how strong the personal guard was. If twenty of them attacked together, even top-tier experts wouldn't dare face them head-on. The
Yet despite facing the empowered personal guard, Shi Feng had been able to use skills to thread through their defenses one by one, inflicting devastating injuries. His control was terrifyingly precise.
"Not bad. No wonder you were so arrogant. Everyone, use the magic scrolls — don't engage him in close combat!" After his brief moment of shock, Shachi whispered to Bilin beside him. "Bilin, support me in a moment. This man's strength is even greater than I imagined."
That move Shi Feng had just displayed — Shachi admitted to himself that he couldn't replicate it. But he was an assassin, and assassins had their own methods of combat. Even against opponents stronger than themselves, assassins could still secure the kill. After all, there were many ways to eliminate players in the Divine Realm.
"You want to make a move? Fine, leave it to me." Bilin nodded slightly.
As she spoke, Bilin began chanting her incantation, showing no intention of staying out of it. While she chanted, the remaining personal guard, under Shachi's orders, pulled rare second-tier magic scrolls from their inventories — scrolls with crowd control, area attacks, and single-target killing spells.
These scrolls had originally been reserved for dealing with large numbers of enemies, but now, facing Shi Feng who excelled in direct combat, they couldn't afford to be selective. They unleashed everything at once.
Flame Thorns, Lances of Light, Quicksand Bindings — spell after spell closed in on Shi Feng, as though an entire magic squad had launched a coordinated assault.
Dodge the incoming magic in this cramped space? Utterly unrealistic. Block them? Equally impossible, since many were area-of-effect spells that simply couldn't be parried.
"Disappear!"
Just as Shi Feng was about to be swallowed by the barrage, he raised Holy Sword Thunderrend and slashed at the empty air before him. The slash seemed to make heaven and earth tremble. Countless streams of light surged like an ocean, devouring everything in their path. Every spell they touched vanished instantly, as though it had never existed.
Thousand-Blade Flowing Light!
BOOM!
A deafening explosion reverberated through the entire hall. The once-luxurious reception room was reduced to ruins. The personal guard who had attacked Shi Feng had all vanished from the hall, leaving behind nothing but a scattering of weapons and equipment on the floor.
Over a dozen well-equipped main tanks, each with more than 180,000 HP, had been instant-killed without a single survivor.
Meanwhile, Shi Feng looked exactly as before. Not only had they failed to injure him — they hadn't even forced him to move from his spot.
From start to finish, Shi Feng had unleashed only two moves, and the Senluo Hall's legendary guild master's personal guard was dead, dying, or kneeling. Such combat power was absolutely bone-chilling.
This wasn't some player — this was a monster that could destroy everything!
And just when everyone assumed the battle was over, Bilin — who hadn't made a move the entire time — finally finished her incantation and swung her resplendent staff.
"Seal!" Bilin finished the last syllable and slammed her staff into the ground.