Misty Forest (5)

Everyone was stunned. That guy wasn't dead? Xin Lao San's expression was even more interesting. It could only be described as winking and making faces.

Before everyone could react, "Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." a dense mass of dark figures shot out from the thick fog.

"Ah! It's a flying sword! Run!" someone shouted, startling everyone who quickly dodged... Yue Qianchou's flying sword was no ordinary flying sword! The tragic loss of hundreds of lives was a stark reminder, and there were still five late Tribulation Transcendence stage left! Anyone who didn't run was a coward!

However, there were nearly five thousand cultivators huddled together chasing Yue Qianchou! Those at the late Tribulation Transcendence stage were a little better off, as they could teleport to mid-air in an instant. But most of those cultivators couldn't possibly be at the late Tribulation Transcendence stage!

Running in an orderly fashion might not be a big problem, but what would it be like to see five thousand people running around in a chaotic mess? They'd be even more headless than headless flies!

Chaos reigned everywhere, from east to west and north to south. Many people were thrown into the air only to be knocked back down. While "bruised and battered" wouldn't be a fitting description for cultivators, in the struggle for survival, dirty tricks and kicks were commonplace. Some were pulling, some were shoving—"Who told you to block my way!" A cacophony of curses filled the air...

The outcome of this chaos was predictable. Thousands of Black Fire flying sword shot out like lightning, wreaking havoc without any deliberate control; they simply charged into the crowd and began to shoot and slash indiscriminately. Law Artifact Law Treasure were useless, utterly unable to withstand the onslaught of these black flying swords. All attempts to block them were so fragile, easily shattered. The shouts and curses immediately turned into heart-wrenching screams of agony... almost enough to shake the very heavens and earth.

The scene was even more spectacular than the previous slaughter of five hundred people; this time, it was five thousand, a veritable rain of blood. Not only was there a rain of blood, but severed limbs and other mangled bodies were also falling like rain. Everywhere was a bloodbath; everyone was blinded by rage, running around wildly, which only gave the flying swords more opportunities to wreak havoc.

The late Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators who had flashed into the air were stunned by the horrific scene. Among the five thousand, those who were fortunate enough to escape floated in the air, witnessing flying swords dismembering living people amidst the chaotic crowd. The scene was undoubtedly chilling. They felt no relief, only a chill running down their spines and an uncontrollable tremor throughout their bodies.

A massacre! It was a massacre! Yue Qianchou has gone mad, treating human life so lightly!

They don't seem to consider whether they were insane when over five thousand people were driving Yue Qianchou to his death. They disregard their own ruthlessness but find it difficult to accept the ruthlessness of others.

Even Xin Lao San, witnessing everything below from the air, was horrified... Yue Qianchou was too crazy, showing no sign of holding back. His flying swords were mercilessly slaughtering, seemingly not wanting to let a single one go. He was too insane!

Everyone here has been in the Cultivation World for quite some time. Those who participated in this direct confrontation, excluding informants, didn't even have Core Formation stage; they were all at least Nascent Soul Early Stage. Think about it, who among you who has made it this far in the Cultivation World doesn't have a few lives on their hands? Even dozens, or hundreds, wouldn't be an isolated case.

But those were all accumulated over time; probably not many people had personally killed hundreds of people at once. However, what they saw before them completely stunned even these old guys who considered themselves experienced. This was a completely aimless, inhuman, and wanton massacre.

Suddenly, everyone trembled with fear at the mere thought of the name "Yue Qianchou," and a nightmare-like seed was quietly planted in the hearts of everyone present.

The more people were killed, the wider the field of vision became. With fewer obstacles, the remaining people finally ran away, covered in blood. Their clothes were soaked with blood. They ran far away and didn't want to look back. It was too terrible!

Yue Qianchou, who was spying from within the colorful mist, was also somewhat stunned. It wasn't that the sheer number of people killed frightened him, but rather that he hadn't expected the surprise attack to be so effective. Surprisingly effective! Of those five thousand or so people, nearly two thousand had likely perished under his flying sword!

He recalled his flying sword and quickly hid to avoid being retaliated against. Yue Qianchou once again stealthily disappeared into the colorful clouds, slaughtering a number of flying swords before darting away.

Those in the air stared at the blood-red carnage on the gravelly Gobi Desert below, unable to process what they had seen for a long time. Complete corpses were almost nonexistent; dismembered bodies were the norm...

The wind in the wilderness carried away the strong smell of blood, and soon attracted more than a dozen eagles circling in the air. Shortly after, several large, bald vultures flew in. These scavengers were not afraid of the floating humans at all. Seeing the feast below that would satisfy their hunger, they swaggered down without any hesitation.

Food was plentiful, a rare sight in this desolate place, so there was no need for further fighting. The vulture pressed its sharp talons against the carcass, its hooked beak tearing off a piece of flesh, and swallowed it whole. The cautious eagles, seeing the vulture unharmed, let out cheerful cries and swooped down headfirst...

However, these joyful cries awakened the group, bringing them utter destruction. They discovered that these feathered beasts were devouring the corpses of their fellow disciples, and were immediately enraged. A flying sword shot out, cleaving one of the vultures in two.

Countless flying swords followed, unleashing the fury that couldn't be directed at Yue Qianchou onto these feathered beasts, instantly slaughtering them all, feathers flying everywhere...

Subsequently, the leading cultivators from various countries summoned their disciples to assess the extent of the losses, and the results were far from optimistic. However, some breathed a slight sigh of relief, as their people, who had been positioned on the outer perimeter, had all survived unscathed.

There is joy and sorrow, and the worst is that, apart from the experts in the late Tribulation Transcendence stage of their own country, all the disciples in the sect were wiped out, and not a single one survived.

Most suffered heavy losses, and quite a few remained inside the gate.

What to do? Everyone looked at each other in despair. They had come to seize the treasure with great confidence, believing that dealing with Yue Qianchou would be no problem. Who knew that the opposite would happen, with Yue Qianchou causing heavy losses to each country? The price was too heavy.

Especially those countries that rushed over without doing anything, and suffered an undeserved disaster just for getting close to watch, it's truly heartbreaking!

They didn't manage to grab anything, and so many people were lost. How were they going to explain this when they got back? This was the common thought among the leaders of the various countries.

"Yue Qianchou! Get out here!" Ji Fenglu, a cultivator in the late Tribulation Transcendence stage Realm from the Yasa Kingdom, roared into the Misty Forest, "My Yasa Kingdom did nothing to you, yet you slaughtered all my disciples. What is the reason for this? Get out here! I want to fight you to the death!"

Standing beside him were two junior brothers, both at the late Tribulation Transcendence stage Realm, their faces ashen. They appeared somewhat outnumbered. The nearly one hundred disciples who had come with him had just been wiped out, leaving only the three of them. No wonder they were furious.

From within the Misty Forest, Yue Qianchou's surprised voice drifted out. "No way! I don't know any of you Yasa Kingdom people at all. Why would I kill them for no reason?"

Judging from the sound, this guy was hiding far away, probably at least several hundred meters from the edge of the area. He seemed to be very careful.

"We brought over a hundred people, and now only my two brothers and I remain. How dare you deny it?" Ji Fenglu roared again, "Yue Qianchou, if you have the guts, come out and fight me to the death! Don't be a coward!"

"You son of a bitch! Don't tell me you brought over a hundred people all this way just to chat and brag to me... Are you kidding me?! You brought so many people to chat with me? You're kidding me! Damn it! Did you think I'd let thousands of you make the first move? Bah! I misspoke, you actually made the first move. I was forced to retaliate. You bunch of bastards, inhuman beasts!" Yue Qianchou cursed.

Ji Fenglu was speechless after being told this. The truth was, they had come to kill Yue Qianchou and seize the treasure; this was common knowledge. Otherwise, why would thousands of people be here for no reason? Unable to argue further, Ji Fenglu could only continue roaring to vent his anger, "Yue Qianchou, you coward, come out here..."

"Old dog! Are you out of your mind? Who's the coward?" Yue Qianchou laughed and cursed. "I'm right here, unmoving and sitting like a statue, facing thousands of you without flinching an inch. Look at you bunch of cowards, who dares to come in and fight me to the death? Is there anyone? Not a single one! I just casually go out and show you what I'm capable of, and you're all screaming and howling like ghosts, running around in all directions, making me feel embarrassed. You guys touch your butts and think about it, who's the coward? Damn it! I've never seen such a shameless person who turns the tables."

When it comes to witty banter, these old men, accustomed to their high and mighty ways, were no match for Yue Qianchou. Ji Fenglu was immediately rendered speechless, his face flushed red. The surrounding cultivators from various countries, along with those who had been insulted, all turned ashen-faced and remained silent.

While Yue Qianchou's words might seem like sophistry, they were undeniably true. Who among them would dare rush into the Misty Forest to settle scores with Yue Qianchou? He might actually be sitting there swaggering around, yet no one could do anything about it—it was truly frustrating!

Xin Lao San looked around at the crowd. Today, he had finally met someone who truly impressed him. This kid, single-handedly, had made this large group of people suffer a crushing defeat. In terms of fighting and verbal skills, he was a match for thousands! A real talent!

Xin Lao San couldn't help but admire his master's wisdom. His master had carved out a niche for himself among the nations, never interfering in the conflicts of the Cultivation World, dedicating himself solely to saving lives. If he had led people here today like other nations, not only would he have suffered a loss, but he would have been furious.

"Gentlemen, I, the Number One Expert Under Heaven below the Spirit Transformation stage, am sitting right here. If anyone is not Qi Ingestion, feel free to challenge me. One-on-one or all at once, I'll take it all on myself." From within the Seven-Colored Mist, Yue Qianchou's infuriatingly sarcastic words echoed once more.

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