Ye Li felt that the descriptions of swordsmen in the books he had read before might be true?

Look at my performance here; I did indeed unleash sword energy with that sword strike.

The werewolf on the ground, now cut in two, was still twitching. The cut was so smooth that there wasn't a single uneven mark. This was the effect of the sword energy.

"My body, I can't feel my body anymore..."

You really can't feel it anymore, since your lower body is still behind you.

"It seems I've reached a certain level. Impressive, truly impressive."

I wonder what would happen if such power faced the three Khans of the North?

Having dealt with this team, Ye Li began to ponder the true purpose of his trip.

What he wanted to do was end this chaotic world, so that the people could live in peace and prosperity, and live up to the expectations and hopes of those who called for him.

To achieve this goal, let alone anything else, at the very least, we need to stop the war.

"The war has two aspects. One is internal, because the people are suffering and people are rising up in rebellion in various places."

Another factor is the invasion of foreign tribes from the border regions; they want to take advantage of this opportunity to get a share of the spoils.

Ye Li learned from some refugees that twelve rebel kings had emerged during this period of great struggle.

Each of them possesses unique skills, such as the Asura King who truly has three heads and six arms, the Flood Dragon King who can summon wind and rain, and the Bull King with immense strength...

Ye Li was still pondering how to proceed in this regard, but he had already made a decision regarding the handling of the alien races.

There is only one way to quell a battle that seems impossible to end.

To render one side completely or almost entirely incapable of waging war.

Thinking of this, he raised the sword in his hand. The bright moonlight fell, and in the reflection of the sword was Ye Li's indifferent face.

"The Khan of the North? You can start this war, but I can perhaps decide when it ends."

Use the sword to stop the fighting.

By the time he made that decision, the people on the ground had already turned into corpses.

"There should be other villages nearby. Let's go check them out. If there are any more enemies, we'll take care of them. If not, we'll rest for the night."

Ye Li began his journey once again, heading towards the next city that the King of Ji was most likely to attack, based on the intelligence he had gathered.

[In August of the 995th year of the Heavenly Stem Calendar, your actions become increasingly frequent, and with the increase in killings, your power grows ever stronger.]

[Now, if any of your northern soldiers encounter you, there's virtually no chance of them surviving.]

Your actions have dealt a blow to the morale of the barbarians and given hope to those still resisting along the border.

As the Northern Killer, you're renowned, but that has brought you another problem.

"We can't find them. We haven't seen a single barbarian from the North in this area. It's very strange."

Following the map, he arrived at another village, which was closer to the breached border city, but strangely, he did not see any enemies.

The village was deserted, with no one around. Some traces of fires told Ye Li that there were people here just a few days ago.

"Why did this happen? We can't just say they all ran away, can we?"

After searching all day without finding any enemies, Ye Li felt a little confused. So many people couldn't have just vanished into thin air, could they?

Ye Li's thoughts were much the same.

He may not have kept records, but with the intense kill-farming these past few days, it's no problem that he's killed over a thousand barbarians.

One man killed thousands of enemies, and every time barbarians arrived at the scene, they only found corpses scattered on the ground.

They were all our own people; we didn't see a single enemy corpse, and the weapons of the dead were so clean they reflected light.

“A terrifying being is hunting us down; its power is beyond our ability to contend with.”

This idea, coupled with the fact that the two Khans who entered the pass were unwilling to let their subordinates sacrifice in vain, led them to take the initiative to gather their troops.

"A bunch of good-for-nothings, actually lost their courage because of one person, just one person?"

Those who know you will say you are brave and skilled soldiers from the grasslands, but those who don't will think you are just weaned toddlers.

A white-clad ghost? A human demon? A sword demon? Let him come here, I am not one to be trifled with!

In the camp of Ji Wang, outside Yulong Pass, Ji Wang himself, one of the three Khans, was cursing at his nephew who had just returned with his troops.

They came here to plunder, to deplete the excess population, and to acquire more resources.

The result was quite the opposite; it seemed they were the ones who were robbed, and they even lost their precious young men.