"Bob!" Billy halted him, "Go check on Night Orchid."
"Boss, let me have a go with this old fart..." Bob Stokes continued.
"Go!" Billy waved him off, "Eliminate them all!"
"Understood!" Bob didn't insist further and turned to charge towards Night Orchid's battlefield.
"Dare you!" Windsor Moore shouted in anger, "If you dare harm my people, I will slaughter your entire compound!"
"You better think about yourself first!" Billy replied calmly. "If you have refrained from hurting my SHADOW comrades today, you might still leave here alive to report to your sect. Unfortunately, you've made a fatal mistake. The outcome is death."
"How Arrogant!" Windsor's expression turned fierce. "Well then, show me what the so-called prodigy is capable of." He declared.
Boom!
As he finished speaking, a tremendous force erupted, shrouding the entire courtyard in a torrent of energy, with an air of impending doom.
Windsor Moore took a step forward, creating several afterimages in the air, causing turbulence all around. In no time, faint purplish aura could be seen between his palms, surrounded by thunder and lightning.
"Face my strike!" Windsor shouted sternly, pushing his hands forward.
A purplish aura surged out, tainting the surrounding air with a purplish hue, resembling a purple lightning bolt, headed straight for Billy.
Before his opponent could make a move, Billy was already in motion. As he flicked his wrist, the Bloodshadow Fury Blade was unsheathed, and his aura soared to its zenith. He channeled his Chi energy into the blade, turning it crimson. Following that, Windsor Moore unleashed the third form of the Bloodshadow Blade Technique, "Heavens Incinerating"!
A deafening explosion followed as a beam of light descended from the sky, tearing apart the very fabric of space, making it appear crimson.
Boom!
The blood-red blade and the purplish aura collided like two colossal mountains, creating a deafening roar, causing the ground to tremble throughout the entire courtyard. A nearby five-story building collapsed in an instant, filling the air with dust and debris. This time, Billy had improved significantly from his previous performance. He had better control over the range of the Bloodshadow Blade Technique, ensuring that it did not affect Night Orchid's battlefield.
The next moment, Windsor Moore's right arm was severed in mid-air, blood gushing forth. He staggered back more than twenty steps before managing to regain his footing. Just as he steadied himself, he spewed a mouthful of blood, and his strength dropped to less than a third of its former level.
"How... How is this possible?" Windsor Moore gazed at Billy with a mix of astonishment and horror, struggling to lift his hand. "You... You're a War Emperor. How can you unleash power close to the God-Emperor realm? Did you intentionally suppress your cultivation?"
At the moment when Billy had unleashed that strike, Windsor Moore had distinctly sensed a hint of the God-Emperor Realm's aura.
"You're only realizing it now?" Billy responded calmly. "But it's too late. I told you that today, you will die."
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