Because their mental states resonated with the legacy Ye Li left in the dragon vein, and this place was also a gathering place for resentment.
Zhao Li could clearly feel that some kind of power had entered his body and was also transforming his existence.
"Ugh..."
The knowledge of the Seven Killings Path flooded into his mind, and the power of the Dao began to operate automatically even before Zhao Li had fully absorbed it.
Finally, those resentful thoughts, which were originally meant to summon Ye Li's projection, now also contribute to the revenge of the last person in their village.
"■..."
The howls of vengeful spirits echoed in his ears, urging him to take up arms and avenge them.
The Seven Killings disciples do not have the widely acclaimed title associated with their ancestor Ye Li. Their power comes solely from the enhancement gained through progress in the Seven Killings Path and the energy provided by their resentment.
In this situation, their souls come into almost direct contact with resentment.
Most of the Seven Killings disciples can remain clear-headed in normal times, but they become berserk when they enter a fighting state.
If they were to descend upon Earth as heroic spirits, they would primarily be berserkers, with a few avengers, swordsmen, and assassins, and none of the other classes.
"Hurry up, I'm getting more and more uncomfortable staying here. I feel like there's something there that's making me uneasy."
Let's finish the rest of our work quickly, go back for dinner, and maybe practice our swordsmanship a bit while we're at it. It would be best to forget about this whole thing.
Just as the leader finished speaking, a kitchen knife suddenly flew out from the corner and hit an unsuspecting swordsman in the shoulder.
"Ugh..."
"What? An enemy attack?!"
Almost simultaneously with the cleaver, a figure in blood-stained clothing emerged from the corner and grabbed the swordsman's weapon when he was unable to hold it due to his injury.
He didn't refine it instantly; he simply completed the series of actions of seizing the sword, swinging it, and beheading before anyone else could fully react.
"Clatter..."
The wounded swordsman remained bewildered until his head fell to the ground, and a red fountain appeared from the severed neck.
The other Heavenly Sword Sect disciples present finally came to their senses.
"A disciple of the Seven Killers Sect? No way, there's still one who slipped through the net? Didn't we check every single place?"
Clad in blood-stained clothes, with a ferocious face, they may appear unremarkable, but they possess considerable strength and exude a chilling aura. They typically appear at locations where tragedies have occurred.
This is the stereotype that most people in the Tianfang Realm have about the disciples of the Seven Killers Sect, and it is indeed quite accurate.
The person who appeared here was Zhao Li, who had already accepted the lingering resentment of his fellow villagers.
I will wield this sword to avenge them.
"Senior brother, what should we do? Old Six was killed by this guy with one sword, he had no chance to fight back at all."
Should we run away, or fight this monster to the death?
They are still in a standoff. The other swordsmen are trying to stay as far away from Zhao Li, who has completed his transformation, as possible, and are gathering near their senior brother who is leading the group.
"Don't be afraid, what are you panicking about? Don't you know what level Lao Liu is at?"
This guy, who usually slacks off, only got into trouble because he was ambushed.
Even a disciple of the Seven Killers Sect couldn't possibly be more powerful than all of us combined, even though he had just entered the Dao.
"If we all swarm him, this guy definitely won't be able to kill us all."
Saying the most cowardly things in the bravest tone—that's the true value of the psychological trauma that the Seven Killers disciples have inflicted on these sects.
However, such encouragement did give the other swordsmen some confidence.
Yes, that's right. The other side is a complete novice; they probably haven't even touched a sword before.
Will he even know how to use this thing? Old Liu's death is probably just bad luck.
"Brothers, let's go!"
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