Next, with the addition of Casey and Azure Dragon, the battle quickly turned into a one-sided affair. The blades in their hands claimed several heads with each swing.
After a few minutes of relentless combat, all the core disciples lay defeated, bodies strewn across the courtyard, forming a macabre scene. Blood flowed like rivers on the ground.
During the skirmish, a dozen disciples attempted to attack Harleen and Felicia to save Rose Inkwell, but under the sisters’ skilled swordsmanship, none lasted more than a few minutes, meeting their end beneath their blades.
By now, Felicia had adapted to the intensity of the battle, no longer succumbing to nausea. Meanwhile, during Casey’s confrontation with the ten Ink Pavilion elders, Billy and his companions had already moved to an open space on the west side of the courtyard.
“You still have one last chance. Hand over the pieces from various government departments in the capital, and I’ll spare your daughter’s life.” Billy said, addressing Quillan Inkwell, who stood several dozen meters away.
Billy had promised that if Ink Pavilion handed over the pieces stationed in the capital, he would spare Ink Dream’s life. As for Quillan himself, Billy intended to end him today. Leaving Rose Inkwell alive was no problem, but letting Quillan live meant risking the revival of a new Ink Pavilion in a few years.
“King of the West, you better consider whether you’ll leave here alive today!” Quillan responded.
The pieces stationed in the capital were Ink Pavilion’s potential revival, even if the sect were to be completely destroyed today. This was Ink Pavilion’s creed passed down by every Sect Master. Therefore, no matter the circumstances, Quillan would never reveal the list of pieces. Moreover, he didn’t think that he would spare Billy’s life today.
“Good, try me.” Billy said without further words.
At this level of confrontation, individuals like Quillan Inkwell, once determined, were challenging to sway. This included his resolve even when facing the lives of his own children.
“Alright.” Quillan responded solemnly. He then turned to Len Quinn. “Vice Sect Master, you don’t need to intervene, stand aside and observe!”
“Understood, Sect Master!” Len Quinn responded loudly.
He didn’t believe that Billy could be a match for their Sect Master.
Boom!
In the next moment, an overwhelming aura surged from Quillan, filling the entire kilometer-wide area with a chilling killing intent. Quillan’s gaze sharpened as a violent energy entered the ancient black sword in his hand, emitting a resonating roar. Several faint black wisps of energy surrounded the sword, exuding a strong scent of death.
“Ink Abyss Ritual!” Quillan uttered in a deep voice. His wrist continued to rotate, and within the kilometer-wide range, dark clouds gathered, and waves of energy surged.
Soon, with the appearance of countless sword shadows in the sky, a dense black mist enveloped the entire space, creating an astonishing scene. Following this, the pervasive black mist quickly condensed into a giant ancient sword. It was entirely black, entwined with thunder, and exuded a bone-chilling aura that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Ink Abyss Ritual, the highest realm of the Ink Blue Sword Art, a martial skill that only a mid-level Emperor realm cultivator could control!
“Sacrifice!” Following Quillan’s low voice, the black ancient sword descended from the sky, slashing through the void.
At the same time, Billy also made his move. With his current strength, dealing with a Tier-two War God-Emperor like Quillan was already a relatively straightforward task. Just a few days ago in the Northern Territory, he had killed twenty God-Emperor realm powerhouses, including two Tier-two War God-Emperors. Although Quillan’s strength was considered outstanding among his peers, it was still insufficient against Billy.
Billy took two steps forward, and his vigorous true Chi poured into the Bloodshadow Fury Blade, which he then swung. A blood-red blade energy shot toward the opponent’s Ink Abyss Ritual like lightning.
Boom!
A deafening roar echoed through the sky, and a mushroom cloud-like shockwave rose into the air. Within a thousand meters, everything turned into flat ground, dust filled the air, obscuring the sky.
Len Quinn, who had been observing the battle from two hundred meters away, was forced back a hundred meters by the shockwave before finally stabilizing himself, his blood surging in turmoil. The aftermath of the shockwave alone was enough to injure a War God-Emperor small accomplishment realm expert. The terror was evident!
At this moment, Quillan spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and his figure, like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, flew backward. After flying a few hundred meters, he crashed heavily onto the ground. His imposing aura deflated like a deflated balloon, and he became exceptionally feeble. Blood continuously seeped from his mouth.
With a single move, he suffered severe injuries, meridians were broken, and his combat power remained at only twenty percent!
“How is it possible? How could you possess such strength?!” Quillan, struggling to climb from the ground, looked towards Billy who was walking towards him.
He couldn’t help but be shocked.
In just one move, King of the West only used about seventy to eighty percent of his strength at most, as he didn’t even unleash the God-Emperor realm’s power. Quillan had always considered himself the number one figure below the peak of the God-Emperor realm. Now, it seemed like a complete joke!
King of the West, Commander Gardner, indeed lived up to his reputation as the young master of the Ether Mountain Sect. At less than thirty years old, he possessed such combat power, making him an absolute monster.
Looking across the entire region, there were only a handful of young individuals who could be compared to him.
“Now, can we talk?” Billy walked to within ten meters and spoke again.
Leaving Quillan alive was for the list of those pieces.
“King of the West, although you are powerful, thinking you can change the situation in Glavale by your own strength is overestimating yourself!” Quillan paused for a moment before continuing, “For thousands of years, the aristocratic families and ancient martial sects have never been on the same page!”
“Throughout history, several generations of Qilins like you have wanted to change this situation, but it always ended in failure. You will be no exception!”
“The world of ancient martial arts you know now is just the tip of the iceberg. Ancient martial sects, including my Ink Pavilion, are much stronger than you imagine!”
“If you truly believe that Ink Pavilion, with a heritage of thousands of years, only has this much strength, then you are utterly mistaken!”
“Are you so indifferent to your own daughter’s life that you’re unwilling to reveal the list of Ink Pavilion’s pieces?” Billy interrupted, not letting him continue.
Ink Pavilion had more strength than just this; he didn’t need Quillan to say it; he knew it!
“Every person has their fate, and Rose is no exception!” Quillan replied after taking a deep breath. “From the moment she was born, her fate was already determined. Moreover, today’s events are of her own making, she can’t blame anyone else!”
“You’re quite accepting of it.” Billy narrowed his eyes slightly.