Roaring!! With determination set, the three figures simultaneously burst forth, charging toward Jidu.

Unbeknownst to the outside world, Jidu’s astonishing resilience stemmed entirely from the inherited Qi Condensation Art. Through this technique, depleted stamina could be recovered with remarkable speed. While Golden Tincture and Healing Elixirs also restored energy, they were vastly inferior to the Qi Condensation Art. It was precisely this secret skill that allowed Jidu to repeatedly overcome formidable foes and achieve miracles throughout his long career of campaigns.

However, though the efficacy of the Qi Condensation Art was miraculous, it required a certain amount of time. Now, taking advantage of the brief respite, Jidu’s stamina had recovered considerably.

He showed no inclination to yield, raising his sword once more to meet the trio.

Swish, swish, swoosh!! Another flurry of dazzling sword shadows rolled out across the air like a storm. Like a small skiff tossed in towering waves, Jidu’s figure always managed to evade the fatal strike in the very nick of time.

Years of fierce engagement had granted the trio intimate knowledge of Jidu’s swordsmanship nuances. Clearly, his Greatsword of Raging Fire could not be unleashed at will. Yet, Ye Jidu himself was a near-omnipotent Demon Warrior: first, his sheer strength and reaction speed were astounding; furthermore, Jidu was a master of externalized Battle Aura, proficient in both ranged combat and close quarters. Opponents like this were the most troublesome to handle.

Consequently, the trio adopted a combined tactic: two up close, one positioned farther back. Moluo Zhankong and Moluo Zhanchong were tasked with engaging in close-quarters entanglement, while Moluo Zhanying executed targeted strikes against Jidu from the perimeter using Battle Aura swords.

Hah!! With a thunderous clap, Moluo Zhanchong rotated his long saber, delivering a mighty downward slash that Jidu found impossible to evade entirely. He could only cross his sword before his chest, bracing for the impact with all his might.

Clang!! Ah! The terrifying impact force shook Jidu so violently he nearly spat blood, forcing him back several steps against his will.

Roar! Moluo Zhanying, who had been waiting for the perfect moment, certainly wouldn't pass up this opportunity. With a fierce cry, his long blade shot out like lightning, targeting Jidu’s entire body. Having lost his balance and struggling to cover all angles, Jidu could no longer dodge the incoming attack.

Struck in the left shoulder by Moluo Zhanying’s blade, the thick Demon War Armor was slashed open, revealing a horrifying gash from which a spray of crimson erupted. Jidu let out a muffled groan! Stumbling back several steps, he finally managed to steady himself by planting his long sword on the ground.

Moluo Zhanying approached slowly, a cruel grin playing on his lips.

“A pity, but I must admit, you are indeed strong. However, you are simply too old now!” Moluo Zhanchong arrived like a phantom.

En!! Hah!! Jidu gritted his teeth, fiercely suppressing the urge to collapse despite his body teetering on the verge of collapse. The injury just sustained had undoubtedly placed Jidu in a perilous situation! Gazing at the swiftly approaching Moluo Zhanyun, his face was etched with resentment and helplessness!

If only I had the Blade of Destiny in my hands right now! Jidu forced a wry, helpless smile. The Blade of Destiny! Jidu forcibly rallied his spirit, quickly adjusting his stance. All four combatants had expended vast amounts of stamina in the fierce battle, and their movements were beginning to show strain.

“Die!” Moluo Zhanyun roared, his long saber slashing down in a movement that conjured more than a dozen scorching, dazzling flames directed straight at Jidu’s face. Moluo Zhanying remained silently ominous, only the corner of his mouth twisting into a sinister smirk. His saber flashed like lightning, severing two externalized sword auras aimed low at Jidu’s legs.

En Hah!! Jidu bit down, drawing on every ounce of remaining strength. He executed a White Crane Soaring, evading the two lightning-fast sword auras from Moluo Zhanying. Then, without even looking at Moluo Zhanchong’s flames barely a step away, he swung Condensing Frost. The snow-white blade suddenly manifested an even more dazzling, silvery-white light, and a sharp sword aura shot forth, piercing through the fiery blade shadows, striking first to slash toward Moluo Zhanchong’s face! It was an Assassination Sword Qi! This fundamental skill, seemingly forgotten by the Demon Warriors, descended at this very moment like a grim reaper tearing through the air. The icy killing intent struck Moluo Zhanchong to the core, making his heart turn instantly cold. In a flash of lightning and thunder, Moluo Zhanyun reacted decisively, parrying with his saber while simultaneously contracting his body and throwing himself to the ground to avoid Jidu’s seemingly innocuous yet lethally sharp Assassination Sword Qi. Clearly, while the Assassination Sword Qi might not penetrate the Demon War Armor, striking the face was an entirely different matter.

However, Moluo Zhanchong, sprawled on the ground, failed to notice a faint white glint silently hurtling toward his back. It was Jidu, in that split second of mental clarity while mid-air, casually launching his Condensing Frost sword. Jidu had imbued this launched sword with no Battle Aura energy, and its speed was not great—comparable to a fallen leaf drifting on the autumn wind, making it nearly undetectable. Naturally, Moluo Zhanchong did not perceive it, but Moluo Zhanying did. He cried out in horror, “Ah Chong, watch your back!”

Ah!! What—? Moluo Zhanchong cried out in shock, spinning around abruptly. Immediately, he saw a flash of white light but felt no energy fluctuation. Then, he felt a sudden sweetness in his throat. Looking down in disbelief, he saw Condensing Frost plunged into his jugular.

With an expression of shock, confusion, and utter disbelief, Moluo Zhanchong crumpled to the ground.

Ah!! Moluo Zhanying and Moluo Zhankong could not believe that such an unremarkable strike had claimed Moluo Zhanchong’s life. They froze momentarily. The reason behind this was simple: that single sword strike by Jidu was never intended to kill Moluo Zhanchong. The actual executioner was Moluo Zhanying’s horrified warning shout.

Had Moluo Zhanying not warned Moluo Zhanchong about the Condensing Frost sword behind him, Moluo Zhanchong would never have turned, and the sword would have struck his back armor, as the Demon War Armor’s defense was incredibly formidable—it likely wouldn't even have left a mark before being repelled.

It was precisely because of Moluo Zhanying’s shout that Moluo Zhanchong instinctively turned his head, exposing his vital weakness: the throat. During the fierce combat, the Goose Feather Armor that had been protecting Moluo Zhanchong’s throat had shifted slightly—a minute deviation that the battle-hardened Jidu had instantly seized upon.

In an instant, Jidu had set this deadly trap. Jidu was certain the strike would fool Moluo Zhanchong, but it absolutely would not fool Moluo Zhanying. This, however, was precisely what Jidu desired. Thus, Moluo Zhanying’s warning cry was inevitable, effectively placing Moluo Zhanchong’s throat right upon the sharp edge of Condensing Frost. Even for a supremely powerful Demon Warrior, being stabbed in the throat completely unprepared meant certain death; escaping this scenario was almost impossible. Of course, though the mechanism was simple, no one could discern it at a glance.

And only by enduring countless life-and-death duels could Jidu unleash such a divinely skilled killing move under those circumstances.

In the eyes of Moluo Zhanying and Moluo Zhankong, Jidu’s previous strike was strangely inexplicable. Why had Moluo Zhanchong been completely oblivious to it? Why had he failed to make even a basic guard when turning? Why had he watched the Condensing Frost pierce his throat with an expression of disbelief? All this filled Moluo Zhanying and Moluo Zhankong with profound dread.

Another name was added to the ledger of Demon Warriors slain by Silver Demon Jidu! Moluo Zhanchong.

Once again, Jidu proved his undefeated myth across the battlefields with sheer capability!

“Roar!! Bastard, I’ll fight you to the death!” Moluo Zhanying, consumed by grief and fury, exploded into motion. Two trails of fiery sword aura shot out like soaring rainbows, converging from left and right toward Jidu’s throat. Meanwhile, Moluo Zhankong brought his long saber down in a flash, executing the Burning Sky maneuver, sweeping his blade upward from below toward Jidu’s abdomen.

Jidu, suspended in mid-air, had already retrieved his Condensing Frost sword with a remote gesture during the momentary lapse of focus from Moluo Zhanying and Moluo Zhankong. As he swung his sword to meet Moluo Zhankong’s vicious, tricky upward strike, he suddenly saw a streak of crimson flash past in front of him—it was Moluo Tianfeng, who had been battling Huoyao Jialie!

At this moment, Moluo Tianfeng suddenly spread his form, leaping clear of the fray, while two deadly flying wheels simultaneously struck toward Huoyao Jialie’s chest in the other engagement.

Huoyao Jialie roared, his long saber slashing horizontally. His crescent blade intercepted the two incoming fiery sword auras. However, he failed to notice a dark stream silently shooting toward his back—it was Moluo Tianfeng, who had been greatly inspired upon seeing Jidu use Condensing Frost to slay Moluo Zhanyun.

Manipulating objects from a distance was by no means difficult for someone who had reached the Heavenly Rainbow Archmage level; their own Battle Aura energy could be used for countless tasks, remote manipulation being one of them. Moluo Tianfeng kept Huoyao Jialie’s attention engaged with the two flying wheels while secretly employing gentle electrical energy to control the speed of Moluo Zhanyun’s former saber, Jingzhongyue. Though Moluo Zhankong and Moluo Zhanying had missed the subtleties of Jidu’s technique in killing Moluo Zhanyun, Moluo Tianfeng saw it and quickly grasped the principle. He deeply admired Jidu’s seasoned composure and adaptable combat style, even as an adversary, but this admiration had spurred his inspiration. He decided to replicate the tactic, though Moluo Tianfeng’s method proved more sophisticated. He first used softly pulsed electrical magic to control the blade’s flight speed, only increasing the Battle Aura intensity for the final burst when the blade was less than a meter from Huoyao Jialie. Even with his Eye of Death, Huoyao Jialie discovered the surprise attack too late to evade.

Boom!! Huoyao Jialie forced back the two blue flying wheels with a slash, but the terrifying explosive impact threw him flying backward. Behind him waited the poised Jingzhongyue. Jidu witnessed all of this.

“Watch your back,” Jidu shouted, throwing himself desperately toward Huoyao Jialie. His Condensing Frost sword moved with lightning speed, aiming straight for the stealthy saber behind Huoyao Jialie.

But this left Jidu’s own back completely exposed to Moluo Zhanying.

“Die!” This was an opportunity Moluo Zhanying would never relinquish. His blade flashed like lightning, slashing toward Jidu’s abdomen.

What a fighter Jidu was! He took a deep breath, instantly condensing a dazzling sphere of Battle Aura in his left hand. In a flash, he miraculously slapped this Battle Aura sphere against Moluo Zhanying’s blade.

Clang!! With a violent explosion, Moluo Zhanying felt his saber strike something like cotton—completely devoid of purchase.

Whoosh!! Amidst the blinding flash of light, Jidu shot out like lightning, directly toward Moluo Tianfeng. His left foot lashed out, aiming directly for Moluo Tianfeng’s chest. Moluo Zhankong and Moluo Zhanying were momentarily stunned that Jidu had managed to break free from their entanglement in such a manner, but they quickly understood his objective.

“Tianfeng, watch out!” Moluo Zhanying cried out in alarm.

“Roar!! Stay behind!!” Moluo Zhankong exploded into pursuit after Jidu.

On the other side.

Whoosh!! A sharp whistling sound of air being torn swept toward Huoyao Jialie from behind. He cried out in alarm, instinctively trying to dodge sideways, but he was a fraction too slow. A searing pain erupted in his back.

Thwack!! This was immediately followed by the sound of sharp steel piercing flesh. A section of a dark, gleaming blade protruded from his chest, spraying blood violently.

Ah! Hah! It’s Jingzhongyue! How is this possible!! Huoyao Jialie looked back in utter disbelief, only to see Jidu rushing toward him with a look of horror and urgency, and before Jidu, a white streak of light was flying toward him like lightning.

In a daze, Jialie seemed to hear Jidu’s heart-wrenching cry: Watch your back!

But it was too late!

Thwack!! The blade sank deep, and great torrents of blood sprayed out. At this moment, Huoyao Jialie knew he was beyond saving. He violently raised his hand, launching his long blade toward Moluo Tianfeng, who was not far ahead. Even in death, he would not let Moluo Tianfeng survive, as Jidu had no chance of victory against three opponents.

Whoosh! The brilliant white light, carrying an astonishing aura, shot directly toward Moluo Tianfeng’s chest! This was the vengeful strike Huoyao Jialie had mustered with all his remaining strength at the moment of his demise. The power and speed were so incredible that even if Moluo Tianfeng had perceived it, evasion would have been extremely difficult.

Roar! Moluo Tianfeng abruptly sidestepped and leaned away, golden light erupting around him as his Magic Shield instantly activated to its maximum state, even as he recoiled rapidly!

It was just a fraction off. The dazzling white light flashed past him, but in that instant, an immense force struck, sending Moluo Tianfeng flying backward. The blood he vomited sprayed across the air, painting a scarlet afterimage! Though Moluo Tianfeng had dodged the crushing final strike from Huoyao Jialie, he could not evade the kick fueled by Jidu’s righteous anger. This kick concentrated Jidu’s life force in his Battle Aura. Even with Moluo Tianfeng’s maximized Magic Shield and the astonishing defensive capabilities of the Archmage Cloak, serious injury was unavoidable.

Thud! Moluo Tianfeng, sent flying backward, slammed heavily onto the ground.

“Tianfeng!!” Moluo Zhankong and Moluo Zhanying rushed swiftly to Moluo Tianfeng’s side.

Thud!! Huoyao Jialie, watching his missed strike, could only close his eyes in resignation and fall to the earth.

“No! Jialie!” After kicking Moluo Tianfeng away, Jidu instantly altered his trajectory in mid-air and flew toward the fallen Jialie.

“En! Hah! Old General, I apologize, Jialie was truly useless,” Huoyao Jialie gasped, spitting out a mouthful of blood with difficulty, managing only a few words: “My Demon War Armor, give it to His Royal Highness the Qin King.”

Finally, Jialie drew his last breath, his eyes closing peacefully!