One V Three

'Tsk, that old man managed to save the old witch,' Jone thought irritably as he exited his combat state and looked at the elders.

'Growing Despair worked as I imagined, but I stopped focusing on the old woman, and she recovered quickly.'

'It seems that as long as I stop using the ability, those at a higher cultivation level can recover rapidly.'

'Everyone is in the 1° stage of the True Qi Realm; it will be a tough fight.'

Jone was deeply contemplating the chance he had now that the enemies were aware of his ability and would be on guard.

'No, they only know that I can use it, but they don't know exactly how it works or how many people it affects. But it will be challenging to kill one of them quickly, as I had the chance before.'

Jone didn't have much time to think and quickly saw that Elder Wu and the old witch had released their auras completely as they prepared their attacks.

"Tsk, it doesn't matter if you join forces; I will kill all of you equally," Jone said, annoyed.

His vision turned red again as his expression became completely focused on the fight.

The old witch quickly approached from the right, her dagger gleaming with a terrible Qi, while Elder Wu came from the left with a simple sword strike but carrying a sharp Qi.

The dagger was pointed at the lower part of his body, while the sword was aimed at his neck.

The two struck simultaneously. Jone saw both attacks slowly approaching in his vision as he held the center of the handle of his scythe.

The two blows arrived together, and the sound of metal colliding echoed loudly. Jone defended the sword at his neck using the scythe blade, while the old woman's dagger met the end of the scythe handle.

They already expected that their attacks would fail, so as soon as their weapons reached a deadlock, both kicked Jone's chest simultaneously with all their might.

Jone quickly used his Qi to defend himself, but he was still sent flying by the impact. This blow had hurt him, and blood began to trickle from his mouth as a bitter taste filled it.

Once Jone stabilized again, he felt a sense of danger as an arrow was already coming at him. Jone grabbed his scythe, which was in front of him, and the arrow was cut in two.

'Clap, clap, clap!'

Sounds of applause echoed as Jone recovered and looked at the elders again.

"As expected of a genius with a celestial bloodline. I didn't want to become your enemy, but now we have no choice but to kill you. After all, you might seek revenge on us later," Elder Wu said as he gathered Qi into his sword again.

"A dead genius is no longer a genius. Enough talking; kill him now!" The old witch spoke with hatred towards Jone for the humiliation she suffered before.

Before they attacked again, they heard a strange laughter.

"Hehehe, do you really think you can kill me?"

Jone touched his lips and saw the red-purple blood on his hand, increasing his anger.

Jone had never felt such great anger since he arrived in this place.

He felt his right eye pulsating rapidly like crazy, while the seal on his eye trembled slightly as if it wanted to break free. However, just as his anger seemed to want to control him, a calm energy emerged from his left eye again and calmed Jone.

A loud sigh then came from Jone.

The three elders saw Jone's expression change rapidly from extreme anger to a calm one and were unsure of what happened. Then…

"You are really dead now; no one can save you."

Jone said suddenly as he put his blood-covered hand into the scythe's blade. The blade quickly absorbed all the blood, and a tyrannical aura of blood emanated from the scythe.

The Lunar Scythe technique and the Night Bird's Trails were pushed to the limit.

His right eye began to pulsate again as the blood in his veins flowed rapidly. His vision turned completely red as his mind became completely focused on the fight.

Jone then closed his eyes for a second.

"My meal has arrived." Jone said suddenly.

The three elders saw Jone's power increasing, and it seemed like he would attack with everything this time, but they were not worried. However, upon hearing Jone's words, they felt something.

They looked back to where they came from and then saw their disciples entering.

They quickly felt a horrible sensation and remembered Jone's words.

'Meal?'

The three quickly turned to Jone again, and then…

Jone's eyes opened suddenly. A terrible energy that seemed ancient and desolate emanated from his eyes.

'Primordial Aura.'

'Growing Despair.'

His eyes were use to their full capacity.

The three old men who were looking at Jone felt as if they were looking at a superior entity and wanted to kneel before such a being.

But quickly, their minds returned to normal upon hearing muffled sounds behind them.

'Shit, his bloodline ability wasn't used on us!' The three thought in terror as they turned quickly.

And in their sight, all their disciples were completely on the ground.

A weak but frightening voice then echoed in their ears.

"Lunch time."