From Sword to Slaughter: Evolution

At this moment, Spay Tarré, wielding his golden spear, charged toward Lin Luoluo with incredible speed. A giant tiger's shadow, formed from his powerful energy, emerged around his body.

[Ninth-Tier Martial Technique: Tiger's Dawn Breaker]!

Seeing this, Lin Luoluo's pupils constricted.

Spay Tarré was coming at her with his strongest martial technique!

Swoosh—

Without daring to take the attack head-on, Lin Luoluo immediately dodged to the side, her body flickering away with a swift movement.

Boom—

Spay Tarré's attack struck the spot where Lin Luoluo had just stood, creating a deafening explosion.

The ground shattered, leaving a massive crater in its wake.

Having dodged the attack, Lin Luoluo swung Soul Sever, releasing a terrifying wave of white flames.

"Hmph!"

Seeing the white flames speeding toward him, Spay Tarré snorted coldly.

With a mere thought, his immense source energy surged forth, forming a thick protective barrier around his body.

Boom, boom—

The white flames collided with the energy shield, but the shield held strong, repelling the flames completely.

"A Martial Master can even withstand the white flames of Hellfire Soul Cleaving Slash."

Ye Fan was astonished as he watched the scene unfold, his eyes filled with disbelief.

As expected, Martial Masters were on a completely different level compared to Ninth-Tier warriors. The difference felt like an insurmountable chasm.

Lin Luoluo's eyes narrowed as well, realizing that Spay Tarré had easily blocked her attack.

This isn't a fight I can win.

Furthermore, she had more important matters to attend to—killing Spay Tarré wasn't worth exhausting her blood essence or risking her life.

However, she couldn't flee just yet.

She needed to buy more time for the escaping slaves.

"With such weak power, how dare you cause trouble in my domain?"

Spay Tarré sneered, his expression twisted with disdain.

"That sword in your hand... it's called Soul Sever, isn't it?"

His eyes fixed on the sword Lin Luoluo held, his voice cold.

How does he know?

Lin Luoluo's expression shifted, her eyes flashing with suspicion.

"Hmph, this guy knows about me?"

Ye Fan was equally surprised.

"An S-rank demonic sword, isn't it?"

"I'll destroy it soon enough, just you wait."

Spay Tarré's mocking laughter filled the air.

"Destroy me?"

Ye Fan's tone turned irritated upon hearing Spay Tarré's words.

In that moment, Spay Tarré lunged toward Lin Luoluo!

Swoosh—

In an instant, he appeared directly in front of her, thrusting his golden spear with lightning speed.

Clang—

Lin Luoluo's pupils shrank as she quickly raised Soul Sever to block the strike.

However, the sheer force of the spear's impact was so powerful that it pushed Lin Luoluo several steps back.

[Phantom Dance]!

Stabilizing herself immediately, she swiftly counterattacked, thrusting Soul Sever toward Spay Tarré.

In that instant, her body split into dozens of phantom-like figures, all lunging at Spay Tarré!

Clang, clang, clang—

The phantoms struck Spay Tarré relentlessly!

Spay Tarré's brows furrowed as he spun his golden spear in a defensive whirlwind.

Clang, clang, clang—

Most of the strikes were deflected by the spinning spear, but some managed to land on his protective energy shield.

Cracks began to form on the shield as Soul Sever pierced through!

Impossible!

Spay Tarré's face filled with shock.

The protective barrier formed from his source energy was incredibly strong.

How could it be pierced so easily?

Could this sword be more than just an S-rank weapon?

As the power of Phantom Dance faded, Lin Luoluo's true form emerged.

"You little brat!"

Spay Tarré roared in fury as a massive tiger's shadow enveloped him once more.

With a flash of speed, his golden spear thrust forward.

Clang—

Lin Luoluo tried to meet the attack head-on, but the moment their weapons clashed, the golden spear released a burst of blinding golden energy.

The golden energy transformed into countless needle-like projectiles, hurtling toward Lin Luoluo!

This is bad!

Lin Luoluo's pupils shrank, and she reflexively used her remaining source energy to shield her body.

But even with her defenses up, the terrifying golden needles pierced through her protection, puncturing her body.

Her entire figure was thrown back, crashing heavily into the ground far away.

Pain.

The excruciating pain coursing through her body left Lin Luoluo lying on the ground, unable to rise.

In that moment, she channeled her remaining source energy into Soul Sever.

The sword quickly emitted healing energy, a radiant glow enveloping her body as it began to heal her severe wounds.

In the Frenzy of Light, as long as there was enough source energy, it was even possible to pull someone back from the brink of death.

Now, Lin Luoluo was pouring all her energy into Soul Sever to prevent her own death.

However, this left her with little to no strength for further combat.

"Hahaha!"

"So, this is all you've got?"

"But after killing two of my Ninth-Tier warriors, I won't let you die so easily."

Spay Tarré laughed as he slowly approached her, his voice dripping with malice.

"I'll make sure to torture you until you lose your mind."

As he spoke, he walked closer.

"Another Silver Clan member."

"I'll do to you exactly what I did to your people."

By now, Spay Tarré had clearly noticed that Lin Luoluo's hair had turned silver.

Hearing his words, Lin Luoluo's eyes blazed with murderous intent.

With great effort, she struggled to her feet, holding Soul Sever toward the approaching Spay Tarré.

"Oh? Angry, are you?"

"That last Silver Clan member was also furious, but I melted his body away with my power."

Spay Tarré sneered, a twisted grin spreading across his face.

"I'll toss your weapon into the forge and melt it down too!"

To a spear wielder like him, swords held no value.

"What did you say? You're going to melt me?"