"Chen Shi!"
In front of the Grandma Black Mountain Temple, the azure smoke and clouds churned in violent undulations. The temple doors seemed to part like a giant mouth, emitting a voice, "Grandma wasn't coming to look for you, yet you've brazenly marched up to my doorstep to attack instead! So be it. Today, Grandma will send you on your way and scatter both your body and soul! My little ones, kill him for me--"
The gray-furred rats blanketing the mountainside received Grandma Black Mountain's command and poured down the mountain like a tidal wave. From afar, the piercing, shrill whistles of their Zi Wu Zhan Xie Sword cut through the air.
Unlike the human cultivators Chen Shi had seen before, human cultivators held back out of fear of harming the rat, but these creatures did not.
They unleashed their spells regardless of whether their own people were in front of them, hacking down friend and foe alike in the crossfire.
Among the gray-furred rats charging down, just within Chen Shi's field of vision, four or five had already died beneath the Zi Wu Zhan Xie Swords of their own kind.
Chen Shi drew a long breath. The massive crimson ridgepole in his hands moved with measured precision, resembling the Ruyi Jingu Bang of the Monkey King.
"Since this is an expedition to level a mountain and smash a temple, I'll exterminate every last one of you!"
He stepped on the Big Dipper, and clusters of starlight exploded. With effortless ease, he evaded the incoming sword qi, while the sword formula in his hand shifted. Sword qi shot forth from the divine shrine within his mind, instantly sending the opposition tumbling in disarray.
"Slow! Slow! Slow!"
"You guys are too damn slow!"
"How do you expect to kill anyone when