bookpower Chapter 662: Famous in Zuizhou!
Chapter 662: Famous in Zuizhou!
However, despite being surrounded and attacked by the cultivators from Sword Valley, Shi Hao remained standing there without moving, only glancing at Zhu Chen.
Zhu Chen smiled, stepped forward, and glanced indifferently at the few Sword Valley cultivators.
That one glance was enough to make those cultivators feel an overwhelming and terrifying pressure. They could no longer hold their swords properly, their faces turned pale, and they retreated one after another.
The middle-aged man from Sword Valley's expression changed drastically as he stared at Zhu Chen and asked, "You...who are you?"
Zhu Chen didn't look at him, but instead subtly glanced at the surrounding natives of the Sin State who were watching.
"From this day forward, this city will no longer be the city of Sword Valley, but the city of Sin Province..."
His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
Then, Zhu Chen shifted his gaze back to the middle-aged man from Sword Valley, coldly saying, "I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to get out of Sinful State, otherwise, you'll die..."
The middle-aged man's face turned ashen, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Do you know the consequences of offending Sword Valley?"
Zhu Chen sneered: "I've killed even the leader of your Sword Valley, what are you?"
As soon as the words were spoken...
A suffocating pressure crashed down, directly striking the Sword Valley cultivators.
The moment Zhu Chen finished speaking, a suffocating pressure erupted from his body, crashing down on the Sword Valley cultivators as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in.
The oppressive force was as vast as the sea and as heavy as a mountain, as if the entire sky had pressed down on it, making it hard to breathe.
"—Thump!!!"
Those Sword Valley cultivators had never experienced such a terrifying aura before. Their legs went weak, and they knelt on the ground.
They were all deathly pale, their foreheads were covered in cold sweat, and their bodies were trembling uncontrollably. They couldn't even lift their heads. Some of them even dropped their swords to the ground, and the crisp clinking sound was particularly jarring in the silent square.
Meanwhile, the cultivators from the surrounding Sinful Provinces initially thought that Zhu Chen and Shi Hao were just two arrogant local cultivators who didn't know their place, and that they would be killed in public by the people of Sword Valley, just like the previous rebels, their bodies and souls destroyed.
But they never expected that these two people would be so strong!
Especially that young man standing at the back!
His mere aura was enough to force those arrogant Sword Valley cultivators to their knees.
"What...what's the strength of this person?"
"Among those Sword Valley cultivators, the highest cultivation level is the Heavenly God Realm, yet they couldn't even withstand his aura?"
"Who exactly is he? He doesn't look like a cultivator from my Sinful State!"
"Could he be here to help us?"
Whispers rose and fell among the crowd.
The native inhabitants of the Sin State stared wide-eyed at the scene before them in disbelief.
Their eyes held shock, awe, but even more so, a long-lost hope!
For some time now, the Sinful State has been a hunting ground for ancient foreign religions, who exploit these local cultivators every day, causing them immense suffering!
Perhaps these two people really can change the current situation here.
The middle-aged man from Sword Valley knelt on the ground, trembling all over, but still gritted his teeth and raised his head, wanting to say a few harsh words.
"You...you dare to attack us? Sword Valley will not let you get away with this! Our Sword Valley's Supreme Elder is a sect leader-level figure, you..."
The Sword Valley cultivator knelt on the ground, trembling all over, but still gritted his teeth and raised his head, wanting to say a few harsh words.
He was one of the people in charge of Jian Gu in the Sin State. He was used to being arrogant and domineering, and he had never suffered such humiliation before.
Even if he couldn't win, he wanted to invoke the name of Sword Valley to make the other party wary.
However, before he could finish speaking, Zhu Chen had already become impatient.
"You talk too much nonsense."
Zhu Chen raised his hand and struck out with a palm.
This palm strike appeared casual and light, as if it hadn't used much force, but wherever the palm wind passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a series of ear-piercing whistling sounds.
"--boom!"
Before the palm print even arrived, the middle-aged man felt an overwhelming force rushing towards him, making it extremely difficult to breathe.
"Do not……"
He screamed in terror, trying to escape, but found himself locked in place by the oppressive force, unable to move at all.
"Bang!" As the palm print landed, the middle-aged man's body exploded instantly, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
His primordial spirit was also unable to escape. The moment his physical body shattered, it was torn to shreds by that terrifying force. He didn't even have time to scream before his body and soul were completely destroyed.
The square was deathly silent.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the still-dispersing cloud of blood mist, their minds blank.
They never dreamed that a Celestial Realm cultivator from Sword Valley would be killed with a single palm strike, without even a chance to resist.
"Dead... dead?"
"He killed a Celestial God Realm expert with a single palm strike? What is his cultivation level? Could he be a sect leader?"
"Impossible, why would a cult leader come to this sinful state?"
The cultivators from the Sinful State finally came to their senses, and they all cried out in surprise, their voices trembling.
At this moment, the way they looked at Zhu Chen was no longer just awe, but fear!
"Run, run fast..."
"Return to Sword Valley! Go back and report this quickly!"
The remaining Sword Valley cultivators were terrified.
They no longer cared about dignity or the prestige of Sword Valley; they scrambled to their feet and ran away.
The group fled desperately toward the city gate, wishing they had more legs.
Zhu Chen watched their retreating figures, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
"Can you escape?"
As he spoke, he raised his right hand again, his five fingers loosely clenched, transforming his palm into a sword.
The next moment, a golden sword aura suddenly condensed from his palm, its brilliant light shining like a small sun, illuminating the gray sky.
"cut!"
With a gentle wave of his hand, Zhu Chen sent the golden sword energy flying out like an arrow, its speed reaching its limit, as if it had traversed the distance of space.
Wherever the sword energy passed, a thin black crack was torn in the void, emitting a piercing buzzing sound.
"--puff!!!"
The sword energy pierced through the first Sword Valley cultivator, instantly slicing his body in two. Blood gushed out, and before his primordial spirit could escape, it was shredded by the power of the sword energy.
"Puff puff puff—!"
Then, without pausing, the sword energy, like a golden dragon, weaved through the remaining Sword Valley cultivators.
Each time it passed through, it left a trail of blood droplets.
Within a few breaths, all the Sword Valley cultivators fell to the ground, their corpses lying haphazardly, and their blood staining the street red.
Their bodies and souls were annihilated; not a single one remained.
The golden sword energy swirled in the air once, then turned into specks of light and dissipated in the wind.
The square fell into a deathly silence once again.
The cultivators from the Sinful State looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, their faces turning deathly pale, and they dared not even breathe loudly.
They were no strangers to killing, but this was the first time they had ever witnessed such a clean, efficient, and utterly helpless massacre.
Shi Hao stood aside, watching Zhu Chen's back, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
In his eyes, Zhu Chen's strength was always unfathomable.
The opponent was clearly only at the Heavenly God Realm, yet he could kill a cultivator of the same realm with a single palm strike and could casually unleash sword energy powerful enough to threaten the sect leader.
This method is beyond the comprehension of most cultivators.
Of course, that includes him too.
...(End of this chapter)