"For the glory of my ancestors, I offer my flesh, blood, and soul to become the mist that blinds his eyes, that he may see nothing!"
Another troll warrior roared toward the heavens, his expression fanatical and devout, emanating a fearless aura. In the next instant, his entire body exploded into a cloud of pitch-black mist that surged directly toward Yi Tianxing's eyes.
This process was nearly irreversible.
The moment the mist appeared before him, Yi Tianxing felt his vision go completely dark. Even his Innate Yin-Yang Eyes were suddenly polluted and corroded, enshrouded by a mist that wouldn't dissipate—total darkness.
"For the glory of my ancestors, I offer my flesh and soul so that the enemy before me shall never hear another sound again!"
Another troll warrior bellowed, and his body exploded violently. A mysterious force then surged into Yi Tianxing's ears—every sound vanished.
Life Aperture – Sacrifice!!
Comprehending the true essence of sacrifice, these warriors exchanged their lives and souls for a power far beyond themselves. By offering up their essence like a sacrifice, they transformed into a kind of mysterious curse—a terrifying divine ability that inflicted extreme, irreversible effects. This power transcended the limits of the body, burning a lifetime's brilliance in a single moment.
Its might was unimaginable.
Yi Tianxing was now blind and deaf.
His body felt as though burdened by massive chains, crushed under an invisible weight, as if a mountain pressed upon his back. Every step became agonizing. This was the terror of the Sacrifice Divine Ability—once activated, it cost the user's life and soul. There was no turning back. Even their soul was annihilated—true obliteration.
Brutal. Ruthless.
Only those utterly ruthless to themselves would choose such a death.
But the effects were immediate.
Yi Tianxing knew all too well—blindness, deafness, and oppressive weight—could shift the entire battle.
Pu!!
At that moment, a dark war spear silently emerged from the shadow beneath Yi Tianxing. It pierced his back like lightning, the tip bursting through his chest as blood sprayed outward.
Though he'd lost his sight and hearing, he could still feel pain.
He clearly sensed the icy spear impale him from behind and exit through his chest. The overbearing spear intent ravaged his body, trying to shred his organs. The overwhelming, violent power felt all too familiar.
"Moro… you're still alive."
Yi Tianxing immediately realized who had struck him.
"Your sword intent is terrifying, I'll give you that," Moro growled. "But if you think that's enough to kill me, you're sorely mistaken."
From the shadow beneath him, Moro's massive form emerged. He had used the shadow as a portal.
Life Aperture – Shadow!!
Shadow Stealth!!
This was the second divine ability derived from the Shadow Aperture, allowing one to travel and strike from within shadows—utterly silent and impossible to predict. A perfect assassination technique.
The wound on Moro's neck had completely vanished, already healed.
Life Aperture – Regeneration!!
The troll race possessed powerful bodies and immense vitality. Unless killed instantly or utterly destroyed, wounds—even severe ones—could heal rapidly. Especially with the Regeneration Aperture, severed limbs could regrow. Death required total dismemberment.
Pu!!
Yi Tianxing suddenly reversed his grip and drove his battle sword into his own chest—clean and decisive. The blade passed through his body.
Blood gushed forth.
The sword tip emerged from his back—and at the same moment, it pierced through the shadow beneath him, impaling Moro again.
"So ruthless!!"
Moro let out a furious roar, his body struggling in the shadow realm. But the sword pinning him from within prevented him from escaping. Violent sword intent flared, slicing through his flesh as blood seeped from the shadow.
It was a harrowing sight.
"I couldn't see or hear your approach," Yi Tianxing said coldly, "but I could feel it. The instant you emerged, I sensed a chill on my back. I guessed you had a divine ability allowing you to travel through shadows. Your spear could do it—why not you? And I was right. You were in my shadow."
"You dare ambush me from my own shadow? Then I'll dare impale myself to trap you. My shadow is part of my body. As long as I don't draw the sword, you're going nowhere."
Hiss—!!
Countless troll warriors were stunned. Their expressions turned horrified.
"So ruthless… ruthless to his enemies and to himself. To impale himself just to trap an enemy in a shadow—unthinkable!"
"Not good. The chieftain is pinned. He won't escape unless we kill this human!"
"Battle sword through the chest. Doesn't he fear death? Such ferocity…"
Even Moro hadn't imagined such a brutal tactic. That a human would dare to go this far.
Suddenly, a dark spear emerged from a nearby shadow, hurtling at Yi Tianxing's throat like a flash of death.
"Courting death!!"
Yi Tianxing sneered. Blind and deaf meant nothing to a true combat master. Though the eyes and ears failed, the body could still sense.
No matter how hidden, the killing intent in that spear was real.
In fact, the loss of sight and hearing only heightened Yi Tianxing's body's sensitivity, amplifying his reaction speed. The moment the spear appeared, he struck back.
With a palm strike, a golden seal appeared—a Divine Seal of Suppression, with dragons and elephants roaring within.
Boom!!
The seal struck the spear, shattering it on contact. It then slammed into the attacking demon, tearing him to pieces, leaving nothing but blood mist.
Flesh Divine Ability – Suppression Seal!!
This seal unleashed a weight that froze space and blasted out immense power—hundreds of thousands of catties of force. Not even the troll's strength could resist it.
Boom!!
Another troll hurled a spear from a distance. Yi Tianxing calmly caught it midair and hurled it back. Like a flash of death, it pierced the attacker and detonated, reducing him to blood and bone.
Kill! Kill! Kill!!
One by one, the troll warriors charged Yi Tianxing, unleashing twisted divine abilities.
One used Shadow Pin to nail down Yi Tianxing's shadow, attempting to freeze him in place.
But Yi Tianxing's body erupted with power. He moved forward forcefully, shattering the ground beneath his feet—creating a man-sized crater as the Shadow Pin was obliterated.
Kill! Kill! Kill!!
He walked straight forward.
Every step left a trail of blood in his shadow—his own and Moro's.
Moro thrashed within, but Yi Tianxing's momentum was unstoppable.
One step, one kill.
Each fallen demon lay in pieces—flesh and blood blanketing the battlefield.
Swish!!
As Yi Tianxing neared the edge of the camp, a troll warrior emerged from a nearby shadow—mere feet away.
Without hesitation, he lunged for the sword embedded in Yi Tianxing's chest.
He grabbed the hilt and yanked.
Pu!!
A spray of blood erupted—but in that instant, an explosion of sword intent from the blade shredded his arms, slicing him into chunks of flesh.