Published: March 9, 2025
The thirteen plus eighteen people who had died before were both unfortunate and fortunate. They were the first to die, which made them unfortunate, but it was also fortunate because their deaths were swift and painless, a single sword severing their souls!
At this moment, everyone could only see severed limbs and blood-soaked bodies falling from the sky, with countless wails echoing around them. The second ancestor of the Li Family turned pale, unable to believe that his family's lowest-generation great-grandson... had brought such a terrifying enemy upon the Li Family with his own death!
An enemy at the peak human level could render him, a mere initial stage of earth level, incapable of making a move! Even if he forced himself to act, he had already lost all hope of victory!
Could the Li Family afford to provoke such an enemy? To quell such a formidable foe, the Li Family would likely have to pay an extremely heavy price to resolve this matter.
And all of this was based on the assumption that this Chu Yang was just an ordinary wandering martial artist; if he had a powerful background... what kind of background could produce a genius disciple with such cultivation and strength at such a young age?
With this thought, the second ancestor of the Li Family shivered in fear, but given the circumstances, there was no room for negotiation; they could only grit their teeth and press on!
“Attack together!” A sudden aged voice rang in his ears, awakening him. “Father?”
“Don't make a sound! Attack together! At all costs, annihilate him!” The voice continued, “This person is extremely dangerous; he must be destroyed unexpectedly, or after today, the Li Family may very well be finished.”
“Yes.”
Chu Yang maintained a casual demeanor as he harvested lives with abandon. One by one, vibrant lives disappeared beneath his sword, yet his heart remained unaffected. His figure was graceful and swift, darting through the air.
Blood rained down; the once imposing might of the Li Family, with its haughty experts, had now transformed into a flock of sheep being hunted by a fierce tiger.
At this moment, everyone’s eyes were filled with fear; it was a fear that pierced the heart and chilled the soul.
What Li Family, what family honor, what dignity, what integrity... all of it was cast aside!
The most important thing now was to escape! With their lives on the line, was it meaningful to think of anything else?!
A total of more than one hundred eighty people, in just a brief moment, over one hundred thirty had perished beneath Chu Yang’s sword! The few who were lucky enough to survive were in complete mental collapse, unconsciously screaming words they didn’t believe were leaving their mouths, desperately dodging and using every means available, even hiding behind their fallen comrades.
If only someone could block him, keeping that deadly sword light from finding him, then he would push out even a brother without hesitation.
Sword light flashed, people screamed, blood sprayed, and heads rolled.
In just a blink, the two hundred fierce experts from the Li Family had been utterly routed.
Chu Yang’s heart remained as cold as ice and snow.
Suddenly, two dangerous auras rose sharply.
Experts?
Chu Yang instantly sensed two massive pressures bearing down on him.
His heart jolted.
Those who could make him feel such pressure must be martial artists with a cultivation level higher than his! Furthermore, they were likely not just one level higher. There were indeed two of them coming!
Chu Yang could feel his soul trembling. That was a crisis perception that concerned life and death!
With a flicker of thought, before he even sensed the attack, he instinctively leapt up, shooting upwards thirty feet into the air; below him, two glimmers of cold light flashed just beneath his feet.
The planned assault by the two had narrowly missed him due to Chu Yang's astonishing spiritual intuition.
Two figures appeared to his sides, one on the left and one on the right.
One of them was the Li Family expert who had just led the charge, while the other bore a striking resemblance to him, albeit slightly older. Both held long swords that glimmered like autumn water.