~From the crashing waves… from the Heavens to the Earth… the bodies fall like a Waterfall made of Blood… the first signs of my transgression — [Blood Falls].~
Killing intent, had never changed since its discovery. It was the manifestation of the malevolence the heart held, and the darker and suffocating it was, the more battlefield it had been tempered through.
It was not qi, but simply intent. It could scare some but that was it, however, when one particular man started his journey, that was all that he had.
His killing intent was all Wang Ling had, and he cultivated it so much that he managed to manifest them, similar to sword intent… creating his own techniques. The Seven Movements of the Blood Seeking Sword… a tale known only to him, and those who died from its edge.