Ye Xunhuan's face suddenly turned a bit ugly.

Upon witnessing this, the First Tyrant promptly spoke: "Ye Xunhuan, blood flowing backwards isn't a good thing!"

The First Tyrant could be considered an old sparrow of Dongting Lake, having seen countless storms, with extremely sharp eyes. He immediately noticed Ye Xunhuan's throat moving earlier.

Thus, the First Tyrant concluded that his knife and sword must have caused some damage to Ye Xunhuan. However, Ye Xunhuan didn't want him to realize this, so he recklessly swallowed back the blood he was about to spit out.

But this method is extremely harmful.

It's like someone who needs to pee but stubbornly holds it in; can that not cause issues?

Although the words are coarse, the reasoning is sound. Simply put, that's the truth!

Ye Xunhuan then took a deep breath, and his complexion slowly started to improve.

The next moment, Ye Xunhuan spoke again: "You are not a fish, how can you tell if the fish is happy?"

Upon hearing Ye Xunhuan's refined words, the First Tyrant snorted coldly: "Let's see how long you can hold out!"

"First Tyrant, you've already drawn your sword, but I haven't even shown my trump card!" Ye Xunhuan said coldly: "If that's the extent of your sword's power, then I can send you to dominate in hell!"

As he spoke, a terrifying killing intent erupted from Ye Xunhuan.

This killing intent was entirely composed of countless corpses and blood, eerily terrifying, and as it emerged, the surroundings seemed to transform into an ancient battlefield draped in horse leather, filled with blood, with limbs and broken bodies everywhere, exceedingly terrifying. Meanwhile, Ye Xunhuan's eyes turned crimson, devoid of any emotion, becoming entirely akin to a killing machine, making anyone who glanced at him involuntarily tremble from within!

If Olivia were here, she would undoubtedly appear anxious and panicked, as this is a sign of Ye Xunhuan's condition.

According to Olivia, Ye Xunhuan is invincible when his condition flares up!

After sensing the earth-shattering transformation in Ye Xunhuan, the First Tyrant's heart involuntarily trembled, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged.

However, the First Tyrant's face showed no change, remaining exceptionally calm.

"Pretending to be mysterious!" The First Tyrant said coldly: "Ye Xunhuan, you think you can scare me like this?"

"First Tyrant, I said I will send you to the west!" Ye Xunhuan said with a blank face, his voice emanating like the cold from polar regions, carrying a chill capable of freezing one's soul.

At this moment, if Olivia witnessed this scene, or if Long Shou did, they would definitely find it unbelievable.

The condition-ridden Ye Xunhuan is devoid of any rationality; his heart is solely filled with slaughter, leaving no room for anything else.

Yet now, Ye Xunhuan does not appear to have lost his rationality, turning into a killing machine.

But who would know, upon exiting seclusion this time, Ye Xunhuan not only saw a substantial increase in strength but also learned to control the fury within him, or rather, the frenzy blood inside, entirely using it without being influenced by slaughter, never turning into another self - a murderous demon!

If this were known to Long Shou and Olivia, they would surely be thrilled.

Knowing Ye Xunhuan is invincible during his condition, what would his strength be if he managed to control himself?

Nobody knows, but it's certain that such a Ye Xunhuan would be even more terrifying, and even more harrowing!

"To send me west, let's see if you have the skills!" The First Tyrant roared, and his knife and sword immediately swung out.

Upon witnessing this, Ye Xunhuan's face immediately showed a cold, disdainful expression.

"Swish!" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Subsequently, Ye Xunhuan quickly raised the sword in his hand and swiftly slashed down!

Terrifying sword Qi surged like a tidal wave, immediately sweeping forward in an overwhelming surge.

"Boom!"

A suppressed rumble immediately echoed mid-air.

As the rumble erupted, Ye Xunhuan leapt into the air as if propelled by springs underfoot, soaring mid-air like a roc spreading its wings, swiftly slashing with the sword in his right hand!

"Celestial Flying Immortal!"

"The River's Sword from Heaven!"

"Yin and Yang Extremity, Slash!"

Ye Xunhuan continuously swung three swords in mid-air, each sword appearing to change the colors of the heavens and earth, each sword roaring forth as if the sky and earth were collapsing, terrifying sword Qi completely engulfing the surroundings, roaring down from mid-air!

Upon witnessing this, the First Tyrant's pupils instantly contracted to the most dangerous needle shape, as a thick sense of foreboding overwhelmed him, filling his heart with unease!

"Sword and Blade United!" The First Tyrant roared, and his knife and sword collided with a crisp clash!

"God Slayer!"

"Swish!"

The sword and blade Qi interwove, forming a formidable storm, aiming skywards, threatening to scatter the clouds!

"Boom…"

Piercing rumble immediately echoed around, with terrifying reverberations rippling across the air, causing a continuous cracking sound as if water and electricity were colliding.

"Crack!"

In the next moment, a giant sword descended like Mount Tai, slashing towards the First Tyrant.

Upon witnessing this, the First Tyrant's face changed dramatically, showing horror and unease, instinctively swinging his knife and sword.

"Swish!"

"Crack!"

Just as the knife and sword swung, they were utterly obliterated by the giant sword, descending unstoppably!

This forced the First Tyrant to muster protective Qi!

"Crack!"

The crisp sound echoed as the giant sword shattered the First Tyrant's protective Qi and sent him flying!

"Clang!"

After flying several meters, the First Tyrant crashed heavily into the ground, immediately spitting a mouthful of crimson blood, with a bloody wound appearing on his chest.

Scarlet blood oozed from it, staining the First Tyrant's clothes.

The First Tyrant looked at Ye Xunhuan, disbelief on his face: "You…you…"

"Are you ready with your last words?" Ye Xunhuan descended gracefully, looking down at the First Tyrant like a deity: "Speak then, although I won't carry out your last wishes!"