"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Four shouts of 'kill' echoed with Way Resonance, and four deadly domains completely sealed off Joe Di's space. Four artifacts swept up four divine techniques, all blasting toward Joe Di.
A terrifying, oppressive aura swept over him. Joe Di was certain he had never felt such intense spatial pressure before. If he didn't act now, he wouldn't get another chance—he would soon be crushed to death by this overwhelming force.
The Way Resonance of these four Boundary Fusion Realm cultivators was clearly far stronger than any Joe Di had encountered before, but Joe Di had little respect for their combat experience.
Originally, Joe Di intended to use Fate's Loom first, breaking through their domain space before doing anything else. But because their combat experience was so poor, Joe Di didn't even bother with any other moves—he simply swung his long blade and unleashed Time's Third Loom.
As the long blade slashed down, the blade light instantly formed ripples, and the ripples transformed into surging waves.
Only now did Joe Di realize just how terrifying his power had grown. Before, the first and second strikes still required the blade's momentum to cycle, borrowing the laws of time to create continuous waves of blade energy.
But now, as long as he willed it, the blade waves could crash down at any moment. Whenever he struck, both time and space served his Triple Loom.
The first three strikes landed almost simultaneously, and after the third, the blade waves came crashing down like a cosmic sea breaking through its dam.
Joe Di could clearly feel that, even though these were the same three strikes, his current Triple Loom was several levels stronger than before.
This was the true 'endless surge of blade waves.'
The fourth strike was like a booster, smashing into the previous three waves of blade energy. The force of the blade surged another hundred feet, crashing against the oppressive domains closing in from all sides.
Crack! Before the four domains could fully merge and crush Joe Di, his blade waves shattered all four. To Joe Di, domains that hadn't fused yet were nothing but clouds.
The four cultivators' artifacts faltered, and the Boundary Fusion Realm experts attacking Joe Di also stalled. They couldn't understand why, when joining forces against a supposed ant like Joe Di, they would encounter such resistance.
They hadn't even considered that Joe Di could resist. The manor lord had sent the four of them to deal with Joe Di not because he feared Joe Di's strength, but to warn the others not to break the rules or speak out of turn at Cedarwood Manor.
Joe Di had no intention of giving them time to react or join forces against him. The fifth strike of Time's Third Loom was already sweeping in.
A blade wave nearly a thousand feet high crashed down, its momentum like the surging seas of countless universes.
Joe Di grew more and more excited. The power of his fifth strike now surpassed the sixth strike he had unleashed before. This was true progress.
Thud, thud, thud, thud! Under the torrent of blade waves, blood mist exploded like spring rain scattering, and before it could even hit the ground, it turned to dust.
With a long howl, Joe Di's blade perfectly embodied the phrase, 'Endless Blade Curtain—Not a speck of dust remains!'
To him, fighting four people was almost no different from fighting one. His Triple Loom wasn't something that could be overcome by numbers.
Boom! Amid the bloody spring rain, a dull roar rang out as a figure was blasted away. Joe Di thought to himself that Queenie Shaw wasn't just all bluster—she actually had some skill. The other four Boundary Fusion Realm cultivators were killed by the fifth wave of Time's Third Loom, but she alone survived, blocking one wave and escaping with one arm.
But he still had a sixth strike, and a seventh. Even if Queenie Shaw had escaped for now, she would eventually be claimed by his blade.
The surge of blade waves hadn't ended; the thunderous roar continued unabated.
The defensive arrays around them collapsed as Joe Di unleashed his sixth strike. Even after killing four Boundary Fusion Realm cultivators, he had no intention of stopping his Triple Loom.
After all, that witch Queenie Shaw hadn't been killed yet, Cedarwood Manor hadn't been shattered, and Dustin Ping still stood before the tide of his blade waves.
How could Joe Di possibly stop now?
More importantly, Joe Di wanted to know just how many strikes he could unleash—was the seventh already within reach?
Boom, boom, boom! Joe Di's sixth wave of blade energy was actually blocked, but in the next moment, all of Cedarwood Manor began to collapse. Dustin Ping managed to stop the sixth wave, but couldn't contain the spreading force of Joe Di's blade.
At that moment, everyone had no choice but to summon their artifacts to block the residual force of Joe Di's blade waves.
"Fellow Daoist Di, please stop—please!" Dustin Ping's voice was filled with shock, even a trace of fear.
Who was this man, and what kind of divine art was this? The fusion of space and time was so perfect—even Quinn Yan couldn't be stronger than Joe Di here.
Joe Di did stop. He wasn't sure he could unleash a seventh strike. He had a hunch: to do so would require a price, and after that, he might not be able to control the seventh strike. That was the real reason he paused.
If he unleashed the seventh strike, he didn't know if Dustin Ping could withstand it—but he was certain most people present would be caught in the attack.
Joe Di only had a vendetta against Dustin Ping. If he attacked everyone, he'd make more enemies, which was not what he wanted. If the seventh strike failed to kill Dustin Ping, his momentum would falter, and with more enemies, he might end up being killed instead. In the life-and-death struggle of divine arts, the margin is razor-thin.
Moreover, after unleashing the sixth strike, Joe Di was even more aware of the flaws in his Triple Loom. First, he couldn't control the instantaneous orientation of space and time—otherwise, his seventh strike would be certain death for Dustin Ping. The second flaw was almost unbelievable: the seventh strike would target Joe Di himself as well.
If he unleashed the seventh strike, the blade waves would engulf all of Cedarwood Manor, himself included. A divine art that attacked its own caster wasn't just a flaw—it made Joe Di genuinely uneasy.
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"Brother Di, hahaha... Now I finally understand what you meant before. When you get fired up, you really can't control yourself." Benjamin Edge joked, though he was deeply shaken. When Joe Di unleashed the sixth strike, he had blocked it—otherwise, he would have been injured.
Even as he was shocked, he was also thrilled. The stronger Joe Di was, the stronger their trump card. With Joe Di's power, even Quinn Yan might not be much more than this.
It wasn't just him—everyone here was struck by the sixth wave of Joe Di's blade energy. Joe Di was in the thick of it, but to the cultivators outside his torrent, the sixth strike was utterly terrifying. The boundless blade waves surged ever higher, attacking in all directions, forming a three-dimensional assault. People shuddered at the thought that if Joe Di unleashed another wave, they would all be swallowed up.
With a divine art like this, numbers meant nothing. No wonder Joe Di never paid Cedarwood Manor any mind—why would someone this powerful care about Cedarwood Manor at all?
Joe Di's gaze fell on Queenie Shaw, who had lost an arm. "Old hag, you got lucky, actually blocking my blade. Want me to give you another? Otherwise, you'll just go whining to your old master again."
"Senior Brother Di, I wouldn't dare—please forgive me for offending your might earlier." Queenie Shaw didn't even dare look at Joe Di, bowing in apology. She was truly afraid; this newcomer was unbelievably fierce.
"Fellow Daoist Di..." Dustin Ping swallowed blood and called out hoarsely. Now he was certain: Joe Di wasn't from this universe. Such battle experience and divine arts couldn't be cultivated here.
That relentless killing intent and blade waves could only be forged in endless crises and battles. The Chaotic Continent was full of resources, but who here had ever faced such danger?
(That's all for today's update. Good night, friends.)