Published: March 9, 2025
The human body lost all control, crashing against the walls and then falling to the ground; some rolled down from the roof, while others slammed directly to the ground, their brains splattering.
At the center of their throats, a tiny blood hole was still gurgling with blood bubbles.
Thirteen people, not one survived.
The same vital point, and a single sword resulted in death!
With just one sword, the thirteen spirit-level masters of the Li Family had no chance to retaliate and met their demise directly!
What kind of sword technique is this?
The remaining hundreds of masters from the Li Family all looked at the empty-handed Chu Yang in the air.
In their eyes, there was no longer the previous arrogance and dominance, only an indescribable horror!
At this moment, Chu Yang's hands remained empty, as if that chilling brilliance had never appeared, and the deadly sword lights were merely illusions or dreams.
Everything felt bewildering and unknown.
But everyone knew that this young man, with his ethereal demeanor and empty hands, had just executed a shocking sword technique that simultaneously claimed the lives of thirteen companions!
Those people didn’t even have time to scream before dying!
Their lives had already vanished!
In the shadows from afar.
General Zhou suddenly opened his mouth wide, his eyes filled with fear: If I had truly captured him earlier, and he had used that sword against me... then tomorrow, my wife could go to the city lord to collect compensation...
That was truly a close call!
General Zhou knew he was absolutely no match against that chilling sword just now; beads of sweat dripped profusely down his forehead, his once dark face now turned pale as snow. If he had looked into a mirror, he would have found his complexion was much whiter than on the day of his wedding...
In the men’s hall.
The surprise on Yan Rushan’s face was evident: What kind of sword is this? What kind of sword technique?
As the first general of the Oath Management Bureau in Eastern Sovereign Heaven, Yan Rushan was incredibly knowledgeable about martial arts and would definitely rank highly, if not in the top ten, within the Eastern Sovereign Heaven.
But that sword from Chu Yang just now was a peerless Divine Sword that had never appeared in his memory!
If Yan Rushan had no recollection of this martial art, then it proved that it had never been seen in the Nine Heavens Pavilion! At the very least, no one in Eastern Sovereign Heaven had ever used it!
On this point, Yan Rushan had a ten thousand percent certainty!
This sword was so extraordinary, fierce and powerful. Every ray of sword light shot out from utterly unexpected angles. Yet it didn’t give the spectators a feeling of ‘strangeness’ or ‘gloom.’
In the eyes of onlookers, that sword only had an ethereal and elegant feeling, filled with the aura of a ruler.
It was majestic!
However, how could such a terrifying and cold sword technique be so grand and magnificent!?
This was something Yan Rushan couldn’t comprehend, no matter how hard he thought.
This was a feeling that simply shouldn’t exist. A contradiction of a thousand proportions, now materialized right before his eyes.
…
Chu Yang stood quietly in the air, his expression calm and composed, yet his heart was stormy. The nine calamity sword technique had birthed a completely new sensation at the moment he unleashed the sword.
It seemed that only in such a world could the nine calamity sword technique truly exhibit its unrivaled and terrifying power!
And there was also a sense of unparalleled arrogance!
Once the sword was drawn, it was as if he became the ruler of the world!
Perhaps it was a coincidence, perhaps it was divine favor, or perhaps it was the resurgence of a legend!
In any case, when Chu Yang drew his sword, he did so from a lofty position, and psychologically possessed a moral high ground. When he swung that sword, he could distinctly feel the pride emanating from the nine calamity sword itself!
At that moment, Chu Yang felt that his spirit had truly immersed into the nine calamity sword for the first time, sensing a unity with the sword, as if he and the sword were one, gazing at the many ants awaiting slaughter with a god-like, high-and-mighty gaze!