The violet light flashed and disappeared, but the S-level dazzling Frenzied Beast continued to charge forward. Though Old Knife held onto a broken blade, he showed no reaction at all.
"Watch out!" Ye Xiyuan couldn’t help but shout out loud.
Yet still, Old Knife did not react. However, as the S-level Frenzied Beast approached him, its pace gradually slowed down.
When it was less than two meters away from Old Knife, the Frenzied Beast halted completely. Suddenly, its massive body split from head to tail into two, collapsing to the sides with a crash. Blood gushed out, flowing everywhere like a river of blood.
Old Knife stood within the river of blood, slowly straightening his back. He held the broken blade in one hand, coldly staring at the Golden Demon Spirit and said, "Have you had enough fun yet?"
"Heh heh, enough." The Golden Demon Spirit let out a piercing, bizarre laugh.
Suddenly, blood-red light spots began rising from the corpses of the Frenzied Beasts, densely covering everywhere, as if this forest was submerged in a sea of blood.
The Golden Demon Spirit raised its head, took a deep breath, and the countless blood-red light spots converged towards its body.
Within its golden body, blood-colored radiance appeared, becoming increasingly intense, merging with the original golden glow to form a strange gold-red color. The blood-red in its eyes intensified, resembling two blood-red lanterns.
The frenzied Golden Demon Spirit gripped the pair of Golden Crystal Maces seemingly dripping with blood, letting out an ear-piercing, high-pitched scream towards the sky.
With its scream, the Golden Gate fully opened, and a swarm of Frenzied Beasts poured out like a deluge, roaring as they rushed towards Old Knife, many of which were large advanced Frenzied Beasts.
Old Knife, who had been standing still, finally moved. He leapt into the air, his whole body enveloped in rising violet light, with ten finger seals glimmering. Gripping the broken blade with both hands, he descended from the sky, slashing towards the Golden Demon Spirit amidst the wave of Frenzied Beasts.
A huge violet Light Blade surprisingly condensed at the front of the broken blade.
Like a sea, the blood-red light points were all sliced open by this blade, surging to the sides like waves.
The Golden Demon Spirit crossed its double maces to block the violet Light Blade of the broken blade.
Violet light exploded, golden light burst chaotically; streams of light shot erratically, instantly tearing apart the surrounding demon spirits, even the ground beneath shattered apart.
The body of the Golden Demon Spirit sank, and the shattered stones around it rose upwards, shooting towards the sky.
Under the terrifying pressure of Old Knife’s force, even the Golden Demon Spirit’s legs began to slowly bend, and the dual maces were gradually being pressed down.
As the violet blade was about to slice the Golden Demon Spirit’s face, a phantasmal blood-colored figure suddenly rushed out of the Golden Gate from behind, its eerie blood-colored wings menacingly engulfing Old Knife’s head.
It was a massive winged Frenzied Beast, its dazzling blood glow and terrifying presence indicating it was as formidable as the previous S-level dazzling Frenzied Beast.
"Ah!" Ye Xiyuan couldn’t help but scream out.
However, in the very next second, a blue light shot out from Old Knife’s body, transforming into a blue beam that erupted skyward like a volcanic explosion, piercing through the Frenzied Beast’s body in an instant.
The blue light hovered in the air, revealing its true form, which turned out to be a Big Bird Demon Spirit with an entire body burning with a majestic Divine Light like a Blue Gemstone.
The Big Bird Demon Spirit’s wings spread wide, and numerous Blue Light Arrows rained down like a meteor shower, pinning the tide of Frenzied Beasts to the ground, preventing any from approaching Old Knife.
Just as Chu Jun and Ye Xiyuan thought Old Knife had victory in sight, a loud boom was suddenly heard.
Before understanding what had happened, Old Knife was blown back, crashing into the blood-stained river, his broken blade stabbed into the ground as he knelt on one knee. The purple robe on his upper body hung down as if sliced by a sharp blade, revealing his lean yet muscular torso, every inch of muscle emitting a faint violet glow like tempered steel.
Yet across his chest lay a blood streak spanning across, seeping fresh blood.
Everyone was shocked, their gazes falling on the Golden Demon Spirit, only to find that beside it, there was now another identical Golden Demon Spirit.
Only this newly appeared Golden Demon Spirit held not Golden Crystal Double Maces, but a pair of peculiar Golden Crystal Curved Blades.
"Twin Demon Spirits." Old Knife’s gaze landed on the two Golden Demon Spirits, speaking with a trace of bitterness.
"Foolish human, did you really think you could harm me? Last time was merely a taste, to lull you into a false sense of security, while waiting for my other half to break through the temple’s seal. Now, you can die." The two Golden Demon Spirits spoke in unison as if it were one voice, perfectly overlapped, without missing a single word.
Almost simultaneously, the two Golden Demon Spirits rushed in, left and right, enveloped in terrifying Demonic Light, swirling towards Old Knife.
Old Knife gritted his teeth, wrapped the torn purple robe around his waist, stood up, and swung his blade to meet the attack head-on.
With the broken blade enveloped in violet light, he continuously clashed with the blades and maces, explosions of light bursting forth as he stood his ground, fighting two against one, blocking the fierce and violent attacks of both Golden Demon Spirits.
The blue Big Bird swooped down from the sky to assist Old Knife, but was blocked by the winged Frenzied Beasts flooding out from the Golden Gate like a tide. Though those winged Frenzied Beasts were no match for it, their reckless suicide attacks temporarily prevented the blue Big Bird from breaking through.
"Isn’t your blade fast? Make it even faster!" The Golden Demon Spirit cut Old Knife’s back while continuing its assault, laughing coldly.
How could a single blade, no matter how fast, defend against the integrated attacks of four weapons? The Golden Demon Spirit’s speed was not inferior to his, moreover, Old Knife had already been injured in the prior surprise attack, the wound crossing his chest continually seeping blood, staining the purple robe beneath.
The wound tore progressively worse with the intense movements, and the white bone beneath the flesh was already visible.
"You little brats, what are you looking at? Run, I’m going all out, don’t get in the way, get as far away as possible." Old Knife roared, waving the broken blade.