Free Web NovelChapter 252: Chapter 250: Kill, Kill, Kill
Inside and outside the sect’s main hall, the array that had been activated long ago rumbled.
Streams of light flickered across the array’s barrier, sealing the area. Not even a bird could pass through.
Under the gazes of the crowd, Fang Yang strode forward, sword in hand.
He flicked the blade with his finger, and it rang out with a sharp TWANG. His Sword Qi morphed into a thousand illusions as the Thunder Carp Fire Eagle erupted, carrying a crimson-purple sword glow that shot toward the heavens and illuminated the entire vast hall.
Seeing his murderous demeanor, the expressions of the elders and True Disciples from each peak turned grim, and they immediately kept their distance.
But Tian Yigou, leading nearly ten disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall, boldly confronted him.
A Spirit Body phantom materialized behind each one of them, their bodies clad in bronze battle armor. Majestic and grim, they blocked his path.
Not a single one was weak. They were all ruthless figures who had been scheming since childhood, hardened survivors who had crawled out from piles of corpses. How else could they have risen from mere Dao soldiers to become the sect’s True Disciples?
Without a single wasted word, a Law Enforcement Hall disciple burned his life-source to unleash a killing blow. He thrust his spear straight out, aiming for a fatal strike from the very beginning!
Others threw pagodas that exploded on impact, self-destructing their Elemental Artifacts with ice-cold expressions.
This was a group of cold-blooded beings clad in the sect’s armor, all exuding an aura of fearlessness, a resolve to press forward no matter the cost.
They were all prepared to die with Fang Yang, determined to fight their way forward.
PFFT... PFFT...
Fang Yang slashed out. The Sword Aura struck like lightning, pulverizing the spear. He then thrust forward, sending the pagoda fragments flying backward to blast two more men.
Then, following the momentum, he flicked his blade. A vast wave of Sword Qi surged outward, sweeping across the area and making Tian Yigou and the Law Enforcement Hall disciples feel as if they had been plunged into an icy cavern.
Yet they showed no fear. Upholding their dauntless resolve, they pressed the attack. Divine birds dove from above, great pythons coiled and constricted, and heavy mountains were hurled—all against Fang Yang.
Fang Yang executed the Qiankun Step, swinging the Cold Sword. A river of sword energy flooded the area before him.
He killed several with every step, his attacks merciless.
HUMMM... In the space of a few breaths, Tian Yigou and all the Law Enforcement Hall disciples had fallen at his hand.
This scene snapped Zhang Aiqun back to reality.
Now, as she watched Fang Yang approach step by step, she trembled uncontrollably, a bone-deep chill seizing her.
"No, don’t come any closer."
"I was forced! I was forced into it!"
Zhang Aiqun wanted nothing more than to turn and flee, but her knees felt weak, and she couldn’t summon even a trace of her Primordial Qi.
A profound chill completely enveloped her.
’Death. I’m going to die. I’m going to die!’
"Alas... Elder Fang, there may be more to this situation. I urge you to stay your hand."
In that instant, a heavy sigh came from behind them.
Zhang Aiqun’s eyes instantly lit up as if she’d seen her savior, and she quickly looked back.
The speaker was a man named Shaguniao, the Peak Master of Cyan Dragon Peak.
"That’s right. Tian Yigou and his men were cruel; their deaths were well-deserved. In my opinion, Aiqun was forced into this."
"Exactly. When will this cycle of vengeance end? Why don’t we wait for the Sect Leader to return and settle this?"
"Aiqun, what are you waiting for? Apologize to Elder Fang!"
"..."
After Shaguniao spoke, the other Peak Masters and True Disciples also began to speak up for Zhang Aiqun.
They pinned all the blame on Tian Yigou, playing the role of peacemakers in an attempt to save Zhang Aiqun.
But even under their collective protection, Zhang Aiqun still felt as if she were in an ice cavern, in mortal danger at any second.
Fang Yang had not lowered his Cold Sword!
"You want to play the mediator? Are you even qualified?" Fang Yang sneered and continued forward, sword raised.
His words backed Shaguniao into a corner.
Shaguniao’s face flushed with anger, his eyes practically spitting fire. "You damn brat! You’re just a mere Pill Master, yet you dare act so brazenly! It seems you’ve chosen to do this the hard way!"
With a HUM, a cyan Ancient Gourd materialized above Shaguniao’s head. The divine artifact shone brilliantly as tens of thousands of strands of Cyan Aura rained down, shielding him.
BOOM.
He was arrogant. He charged head-on, throwing a punch with unstoppable momentum.
Following his fist was a boundless sea of Cyan Aura, crashing forward like a tsunami, wave after relentless wave, striking horror into all who watched.
Besides him, the Peak Masters of the other peaks also sprang into action, moving to surround and kill Fang Yang.
In an instant, all kinds of Spirit Body phantoms appeared, and the air became thick with auras of blood, slaughter, and war.
"Elder Fang, you are too arrogant and foolish! Hehe, you truly don’t know your own limits. You’re courting death," Zhang Aiqun said, breathing a sigh of relief as she shot Fang Yang a hateful glare.
Facing their combined assault, Fang Yang didn’t grow angry. Instead, he laughed, his black hair whipping about him.
It was only now that he finally felt a little pressure.
Fang Yang’s build was lean and powerful. His Daoist robes swirled around him, and though he wore a smile, he exuded a soul-crushing aura.
Though his features were handsome, almost delicate, he projected the invincible bearing of a world-conquering sovereign that was simply suffocating.
He swung the Cold Sword. It sang a deafening song of slaughter, yet his robes remained unstained by a single drop of blood.
At his hands, sword light rained down like a waterfall with the force of a collapsing mountain. The most formidable of his opponents were swept aside, forced to retreat again and again.
PFFT...
A Peak Master’s brow was pierced. The light in his eyes dimmed as he collapsed onto the green stone floor.
THUMP...
A True Disciple was slapped down by the flat of the blade, instantly reduced to a bloody pulp. His shattered bones turned to ash.
"AHHH..."
Shaguniao let out a wretched scream as his brains splattered into the air. His corpse fell to the ground, stiff as a board.
Dead. They were all dead.
Whether they had attacked or merely watched from the sidelines, every single one of them was dead. Utterly annihilated.
The sole survivor, Zhang Aiqun, stood frozen in a stupor, a vacant look in her eyes. She looked as if she’d been scared witless.
She never could have imagined that her Elder Fang was this insane—that he would kill everyone in sight.
The array originally meant to prevent Fang Yang’s escape had instead trapped them all inside.
"Wooo... wooo..."
Zhang Aiqun collapsed to the ground, kneeling in the bloody mire and wailing.
"Don’t kill me! Please, don’t kill me!"
"It was that bitch, Zhou Ludu! She forced me to do it! My lord, spare me! Please, spare my life!"
As she spoke, she hurriedly undid her robes, revealing her full, beautiful figure. The expanse of her fair skin was enough to sway a man’s heart.
Facing the same Elder Fang she had once treated with utter disdain, she now begged for mercy, offering her body in a desperate bid to survive.
Fang Yang was unmoved and raised his sword to cut her down, but at that exact moment, a long-forgotten wave of dizziness washed over him.
’No way... You’re actually tempted by her?’ Fang Yang thought in astonishment.
The next moment, his consciousness detached from his body.
As Fang Yang watched, Fang Nian did not, in fact, strike Zhang Aiqun down.
Seeing this, Zhang Aiqun was overjoyed, believing she had a chance to live.
[Faced with the survivor, Zhang Aiqun, Fang Nian used a Cultivation Technique from the Jile Demon Sect to torture her, refining her essence with a demon-forging art to purify her Primordial Qi.]
[During this process, he interrogated Zhang Aiqun for every last detail about Zhou Ludu. Ultimately, he decided to take the initiative and hunt down Zhou Ludu.]
[On a dark and windy night, with Zhou Ludu yet to return, Fang Nian plundered the treasury and set out.]
[Finally, his preparations complete, he caught sight of Zhou Ludu on Le Yao Island.]
[A battle was about to erupt...]
