Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Gui Shu looked down from his vantage point and his gaze swept across the ground, immediately spotting the two glaring gray marks.

His expression changed, and a flash of fury appeared in his only remaining eye.

Those two blood puppets at the Dragon Transformation Realm were the result of countless hours of effort he put into crafting them.

Now, it's been destroyed!

Gui Shu's gaze shifted from the marks on the ground to Elder Sun, a dangerous glint flashing in his single eye.

"Old hag," Gui Shu's voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, "Is it you who destroyed my Blood Puppet?"

Elder Sun raised his head and met Gui Shu's gaze without fear.

Although she was nervous inside, she did not show any fear on her face.

Those who can cultivate to the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm have all experienced countless life-and-death battles. Moreover, her opponent is clearly seriously injured; she might very well have a fighting chance!

"Hmph!" Elder Sun sneered, the tassel on her longsword trembling. "Your Wrathful Soul Hall dared to attack my Glazed Sword Sect's disciples, so my destruction of those two blood puppets was merely collecting some interest!"

"Ghost Guard, I know you! Ruthless and unscrupulous, you'll stop at nothing to achieve your goals! Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to become the Lord of the Wrathful Soul Hall. It's just a pity that you dared to lay a hand on a disciple of my Glazed Sword Sect. Once I report this to the Sect Master, your Wrathful Soul Hall will be ready to face the wrath of my Glazed Sword Sect!"

Gui Shu's face instantly darkened.

His single eye gleamed with a bloodthirsty red light.

"Old woman, you probably won't make it back alive today."

Gui Shu sneered, and a terrifying force poured down like a flash flood.

Elder Sun felt an invisible pressure coming towards her, as if a mountain was pressing down on her shoulders, causing her feet to sink a little deeper.

"Hmph! If you weren't injured, I might have been a little wary of you. But now, with such severe injuries, your wounds unable to heal, you still dare to act arrogantly in front of me?"

She sneered, deliberately fixing her gaze on the still-bleeding wound on Gui Shu's chest: "Even if I don't leave today, you might not survive!"

"Old hag!!!" Gui Shu's eyes twitched violently a few times.

He lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his chest, which was shrouded in gray mist, and the anger in his eyes intensified.

That wound was inflicted by Jiang Yan, the leader of the Thirteen Bandits, when he was chasing them. In that battle, he underestimated his opponent. Although he severely injured him, the opponent's counterattack before his death also cost him dearly, leaving him with an unhealable wound on his chest.

The gray mist on the wound contained some kind of strange power, which he could not remove no matter what he tried, and could only watch helplessly as the wound continued to worsen.

Otherwise, how could a mere old woman in the Dragon Transformation Realm dare to mock me?

"You're courting death!" Gui Shu's voice sounded as if squeezed out from between his teeth. "Even if I'm injured, I'm still a powerful expert at the Great Power Realm! Killing a mere ant like you at the Dragon Transformation Realm is as easy as turning my hand!"

He suddenly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and made a loose fist towards Elder Sun.

Several thin, blood-red threads flew directly from his fingertips, attempting to restrain Elder Sun.

Elder Sun looked at the red threads flying towards her with a hint of disgust in her eyes. She could see distorted human faces faintly visible on the red threads.

"Just how many people have you killed?! To incite such deep resentment?" Elder Sun's eyes grew colder and colder. "Today, I will slay you, which will also serve as justice for these souls of the dead!"

She brought her thumbs and middle fingers together, forming a sword incantation.

"go!"

A dazzling sword light shot out from her full head of silver hair, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, slashing towards the few strands of red.

The red thread wrapped around the sword light, like a leech, constantly wriggling and contracting.

The sword light struggled fiercely, its brilliance shining brightly, trying to sever the red lines.

The two remained locked in a stalemate in mid-air, wasting each other's time.

Gui Shu sneered, clearly not taking Elder Sun seriously: "Is that all the strength you have? Old woman, you don't actually think you can contend with me with your meager skills, do you?"

Elder Sun's expression immediately changed.

She could clearly feel the power in her sword light rapidly dissipating, while the red threads were tightening their grip, showing signs of completely engulfing the sword light.

"Arrogant!"

Elder Sun's eyes turned cold, and he formed hand seals again.

Three even more intense sword energies roared out from her body, carrying a sharp killing intent, and went straight for Gui Shu.

The three sword energies were incredibly fast, closing in on Gui Shu within three feet of him in an instant.

"Hmph! Truly stubborn and incorrigible!!" Gui Shu sneered, and several more red threads flew out from his fingertips, entangling the three sword energies.

"Let's see how long your old bones can hold out!"

The red lines tightened abruptly, and the distorted faces on them instantly became hideous, opening their mouths to frantically devour the power within the sword light.

The originally dazzling sword light quickly dimmed as it was devoured by the red line.

"Snap!!"

Four shattering sounds rang out in succession, and the four sword energies were all twisted into countless points of light by the red thread.

"This guy is injured, yet he still has such strength!?" Elder Sun's face instantly turned extremely ugly.