Great Display of Divine Might! Massive Merit Points

Third Style of Divine Extinction!

No Life!

No Life was a wide-area attack. Not only could it gather the killing intent within one's own body, it could also stir up the killing intent within others, causing the killing intent inside them to instantly run out of control, transforming into countless blades that dissected the enemy from the inside out.

That was precisely the scene before them.

Though these remnants of the Blood Offering Sect were shrouded in the Blood God's radiance, nearly immortal and indestructible, the killing intent within them was instantly seized by Lu Chen, erupting from their bodies as though countless swords and sabers had burst forth.

One after another, their bodies exploded, bones and flesh reduced to pulp.

The heavier their killing intent, the more miserable their deaths.

The horrifying sight made everyone present change expression, all of them turning in unison to look toward Lu Chen.

"Seven Styles of Divine Extinction..."

An elderly righteous-path expert with broad experience murmured.

This was King Cui's ultimate art!

Yet Lu Chen had mastered this ultimate art to such an extent!

Even if King Cui himself wielded it, he was probably not as formidable as Lu Chen.

He was clearly an heir of the Sky Sword Sect, yet he had cultivated saber techniques to a level rarely seen in the world...

How had he done it?

Yan Guilong, standing some distance away, could not help but shudder again. At that moment, he clearly heard what seemed to be the sound of his Dao Heart breaking...

He knew that avenging himself in this lifetime was hopeless.

Lu Chen... was simply a monster.

As large numbers of Blood Offering Sect remnants died miserable deaths, a vast empty stretch instantly opened up before them.

The remaining Blood Offering Sect remnants hurriedly stopped. Their faces were deathly pale, their eyes filled with terror as they crowded together and stared ahead.

Amid countless corpses and shattered bones, a figure in black robes walked forward step by step, expressionless, black hair fluttering lightly.

The snow-bright blade light had already fully withdrawn.

The black saber in his right hand glimmered with an eerie sheen, like Death's scythe.

Before him, at least several hundred of their companions had been slain on the spot.

"Who is he? Who is he?"

"What terrifying saber technique! Why can his saber technique kill so many of us?"

"Impossible! This is impossible! We are immortal and indestructible—why can we still die?!"

"Who exactly is he? Why can he kill us?"

"How could this happen?"

All the remaining Blood Offering Sect remnants were terrified.

Their voices trembled as they could not help retreating.

Their former fervor and madness were rapidly fading away at this moment.

On the side of the righteous path, the Blood Offering Sect elders who had previously been the first to charge into the crowd also noticed Lu Chen at this moment. Their expressions immediately changed, and they hastily abandoned their opponents, about to pounce toward Lu Chen.

"Stop them!"

Zhou Song shouted sharply, leading the others as they swiftly moved to block them.

Wave after wave of deep, ear-splitting booms erupted between them once more.

What a joke—how could he possibly let these Blood Offering Sect elders get through?

If these people rushed over and injured Lu Chen, how was he supposed to bear responsibility when the Sky Sword Sect came to demand an explanation?

Lu Chen said nothing and continued walking forward step by step.

Though he was only one man with one saber, he gave those Blood Offering Sect remnants an illusion.

It was as though he was even more terrifying than an army of thousands.

"Everyone, fight him to the death! If we don't, we'll all die!"

Suddenly, one Blood Offering Sect remnant cried out in grief and fury.

"That's right, fight him to the death!"

"Burn our blood and qi, burn our vital essence—kill!"

"The Blood God protects our bodies! Immortal and indestructible!"

"Immortal and indestructible!"

The remaining Blood Offering Sect remnants all roared, once again charging rapidly forward.

They knew they absolutely could not linger here.

The time for the Saintess to invite the divine descent was limited. Once it exceeded a certain threshold, the Blood God would leave on its own.

When that happened, once Breeze Swordmaster and the others freed up their hands, every last one of them would die a miserable death.

Rumble!

Countless people let out furious roars, their faces twisted with venom, killing intent, and madness as they charged frantically toward the mouth of the gorge.

No matter who stood in their way, they would tear them apart and grind them to dust.

"Young Hero Lu, be careful!"

"Brother Lu, watch out!"

Zhou Song and Huangfu Yun could not help crying out again.

Huangfu Yun in particular called upon the many righteous martial artists and rushed forward once more.

But just then.

The blade light in Lu Chen's hand, which had already dimmed, suddenly lit up once again.

Like a shooting star flashing past in an instant.

Heaven and earth abruptly brightened.

Huangfu Yun and the others once again felt that terrifying illusion from before—the killing intent within their bodies slipped beyond their control, as though manipulated by an invisible giant hand. It nearly tore through their bodies and burst out from within them.

Pfft pfft pfft pfft!

"Ahhhhhh!"

The Blood Offering Sect remnants charging toward them once again exploded amid shrieks.

Severed limbs and mangled bodies flew everywhere, along with thick, sticky blood.

The scene was horrifying, exactly the same as before.

Lu Chen showed no mercy. The blade light in his hand kept sweeping out.

The third move of Godslayer was unleashed in an unbroken chain.

The entire gorge had practically become Lu Chen's personal stage.

You killed a Blood Offering Sect remnant who loved blood. Merit Points +160

+160

+150

+150...

Lines of text rapidly appeared.

Huangfu Yun and the others hurriedly stopped again, their eyes wide as they watched everything in horror.

"Young Master, his blade technique can stir the killing intent within others. Do not get close... The stronger one's killing intent, the more easily one is affected. This group from the Blood Offering Sect has encountered their natural nemesis..."

An old servant silently appeared behind Huangfu Yun and spoke in a grave whisper.

He only felt that every time he saw Lu Chen, Lu Chen's strength had surged by another level.

It was simply beyond reason!

Calling him a talent seen once in several thousand years would not be an exaggeration!

"What? There's actually such a blade technique?"

Huangfu Yun was stunned as well. "What blade technique is this? Where did he learn it?"

"I only know that King Cui is the only person in this world who possesses this blade technique, but even what King Cui possesses is not the complete version."

The old servant spoke softly.

In the blink of an eye.

This group of Blood Offering Sect remnants completely collapsed.

The survivors were all terrified beyond measure. Crying out, they turned and fled, rushing into the mountains.

"Run for your lives!"

"Move, quickly!"

"A killing god! He's a killing god!"

"Don't let them get away!"

Suddenly, an elder of the righteous path shouted.

Only then did countless righteous martial artists finally react and rush after them.

Lu Chen frowned, just about to stop them.

But at that moment, an intense sense of danger suddenly struck from behind him.

"Young Hero Lu, watch out!"

Zhou Song cried out in alarm.

His eyes were about to split with fury. Though he had already done everything in his power to block them, he still could not withstand those Blood Offering Sect elders, who were neither dead nor alive. Someone actually disregarded everything and broke through their blockade, pouncing toward Lu Chen.

"You vile beast, die!"

This was an elder at the ninth level of the Physical Body Hidden Realm. His eyes were scarlet, as though he had gone mad. Bloodlight blazed all over him as he leaped up, directly striking out with a terrifying force capable of toppling mountains and overturning seas, crushing down toward Lu Chen.

The terrifying palm force surged vast and mighty, seeming ready to shake space itself.

"Go help Lu Chen!"

Huangfu Yun's expression changed, and he hurriedly instructed the old servant beside him.

The old servant moved in an instant, about to rush over, but his body suddenly halted. He looked ahead once more.

Lu Chen swiped his left hand across his waist, and a streak of scarlet bloodlight flashed.

Whoosh!

The Blood Offering Sect elder who had charged in with mountain-toppling, sea-overturning force suddenly stopped midway. His face was blank, as if he had lost all sense of direction, muddleheaded and dazed.

Second Form of the Six Extinction Swordplay!

Sky Imprisonment!

Boom!

A strange prison of darkness abruptly emerged, trapping the Blood Offering Sect elder firmly within.

This prison of darkness was not truly real.

Other than the person involved, no one else could see it.

All they could see was the Blood Offering Sect elder suddenly seeming to turn blind, stopping halfway without any idea what kind of crisis he was facing at this very moment.

The instant Lu Chen trapped him, the long blade in his hand swung at the same time.

Squelch!

Bang!

With a muffled impact, the corpse was sent flying violently backward.

Thick blood sprayed across the sky as if it cost nothing.

You killed an important elder of the Blood Offering Sect, sparing many people from the fate of being blood sacrifices. Merit Points +400!

Another line of text emerged.

"Hiss!"

Huangfu Yun's protector immediately sucked in a cold breath.

Ninth level of the Physical Body Hidden Realm—killed in one move!

What fine blade technique!

What fine swordsmanship!