Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 393: Desperate Struggle for Survival
Especially with this last strike, more than ten enemies lost their lives under his sword. The Nine Calamity Sword's devouring the power of living beings activated, making his body feel completely free of fatigue.
Chu Yang let out a loud roar, all the resentment from his past life and this life suddenly surged from the deepest part of his soul. He felt an insatiable killing frenzy, as if he couldn't express himself without killing!
Like a mad tiger, he charged left and right among the crowd, and wherever the Nine Calamity Sword went, the sounds of weapons breaking echoed.
The tip of the Nine Calamity Sword shimmered with an astonishing brightness, its blade a deep crimson, resembling a demon baring its fangs with a ghastly smile. The sword's blade was icy cold; after killing, not a drop of blood stained it, like a merciless executioner dispassionately reaping countless lives.
The three segments of the Nine Calamity Sword were also stirred into a bloodthirsty frenzy by such insane slaughter!
These ancient divine weapons existed primarily as instruments of killing; their reason for existence—or the purpose behind the creation of the Nine Calamity Sword—was combat!
Now, they officially returned to their old profession.
The killing aura grew heavier and thicker.
Jing Menghun watched in astonishment as Chu Yang charged chaotically, feeling a jolt in his heart.
This terrifying Chu King of Hell, amidst such brutal pursuit, not only recovered from all injuries and regained his full strength, but it seemed he had even made a breakthrough!
And not just one! The most horrifying factor was not that Chu King of Hell made a breakthrough, but rather… the version of Chu King of Hell he saw this time was like a completely different person compared to before!
In countless skirmishes prior, Chu King of Hell would only fight when he could, and escape when he couldn’t!
But this time was completely different. Although Chu King of Hell was surrounded in the center, he was madly slaughtering, disregarding the blades that cut into him, as if he didn't care at all. It seemed that all his thoughts were solely focused on killing!
It seemed his goal was to eliminate all of his opponents at any cost!
Jing Menghun was truly startled, then a sneer crept into his heart: Even if your power is sky-high, how can one person possibly kill all three thousand of us?
He leaped into the battle circle!
In just a short quarter of an hour, within a radius of thirty to forty zhang around Chu Yang, over a hundred corpses had already fallen. Many were crushed into pieces by the Nine Calamity Sword, scattered all over.
As soon as Jing Menghun joined, the pressure on Chu Yang suddenly became unprecedentedly enormous. Yet, he gritted his teeth, fighting desperately, charging outward!
Fortunately, although he had fallen into a frenzied state of mind, he still remembered his original intention: to break through!
Break through!
With a loud crash, Chu Yang clashed swords with Jing Menghun. Although Jing Menghun held his sword in his left hand and, due to recent injuries, could not exert his full strength, his peak ninth rank strength was still far superior to Chu Yang's current power!
The gap between them was immeasurable.
Chu Yang's body shook violently, and he staggered backward, blood spraying from his mouth and nose; two loud crashes sounded as two martial sovereigns from the Golden Horse Knights Hall seized the opportunity to strike him hard on the back. With a whoosh, a chill ran down Chu Yang's leg as a sword slashed across his right leg, leaving a deep, long wound from which blood gushed out.
Chu Yang let out a loud scream, suddenly enraged to the point of madness. His long sword trembled, emitting a hissing sound, and suddenly he executed a semicircular arc. The twelve sword techniques of the first three segments of the Nine Calamity Sword were unleashed all at once!
Not a moment of pause!
Then Chu Yang, unwilling to relent, simultaneously launched four self-created sword techniques!