A Wrong Choice Will Only Bring Unbearable Disaster!

While Zhao Chen was calculating, a flurry of footsteps came from behind him.

"Hey, brat, stop right there!"

Zhao Chen turned at the sound and saw a Black-Clothed Youth leading more than a dozen people charging toward him.

That formation alone was enough to scare anyone half to death.

With such a lineup, there were probably few opponents they could not defeat within the Life and Death Trial Arena.

Even those at the peak of the Second-Level Spirit Body, or perhaps even Third-Level Spirit Bodies, would likely struggle against them.

"What is it?"

Zhao Chen sized them up. Their numbers had already far exceeded what he needed.

He felt somewhat conflicted. Killing them all at once seemed a little wasteful.

Based on his understanding of the sign-in missions, the next stage would inevitably be more difficult than this one.

Either the required number of people would increase, or the required Spirit Body cultivation would rise.

Killing all dozen of them at once would be too wasteful!

"Uh..."

The Black-Clothed Youth had originally intended to question Zhao Chen. With so many people at his side, his attitude naturally would not have been pleasant. He had even planned to directly seize Zhao Chen's Crimson Token.

But for some reason, when he met Zhao Chen's gaze, a chill ran down his back.

"When we came over just now, we found four dead people."

The Black-Clothed Youth took a deep breath before asking, "I wonder if you saw anyone suspicious. If you did, please tell us."

Zhao Chen felt that the other party's attitude was a little too polite.

"You don't know, so how would I?"

He did not care about their attitude. In any case, his own attitude certainly would not be good.

"Hand over your Crimson Tokens now, and I might let you leave this place."

Zhao Chen's words silenced everyone for a moment.

Then the crowd became agitated.

"Brat, do you know what it means to be outnumbered?"

"Disaster comes from the mouth. Looks like we need to teach you a lesson. Don't do this again in your next life!"

"Take this!"

Someone could not stand Zhao Chen's attitude any longer. His temper flared, and he slashed fiercely at Zhao Chen with his blade.

Zhao Chen's eyes lit up. Good, this was exactly what he wanted.

Then he would not hold back!

"You dare try to kill me? Looks like you're tired of living!"

With ease, Zhao Chen used the Asura Sword to sever the youth's saber, then thrust his sword toward the other's throat.

Sshk!

A spray of crimson blood splattered out.

"Ah!"

The scream instantly silenced the noisy crowd.

Zhao Chen muttered to himself, "Five left..."

It sounded like a countdown to death, sending chills through everyone present.

When the leading Black-Clothed Youth saw the sword wound on the dead man, his pupils contracted sharply as he cried out, "Y-You're the one who killed those four people earlier!?"

Such terrifying swordsmanship. He had not even been able to keep up with Zhao Chen's speed.

The others immediately took two steps back.

He had instantly slain four Second-Level Spirit Bodies.

That was not strength they could easily resist.

What frightened them even more was Zhao Chen's muttering that there were five left.

Did that mean five more people were about to die!?

"Who's next?"

Zhao Chen examined them before looking toward the few people who had been most eager to attack him earlier.

If nothing unexpected happened, these five unlucky fools would be next.

"You still have a little time to leave your last words. No one will remember them, but at least you'll have said them, right?"

Bright sword light shone across the faces of the Black-Clothed Youth and the others.

Gulp.

Quite a few people swallowed hard, their nerves stretched taut.

"N-No, big brother."

The Black-Clothed Youth had realized that Zhao Chen was someone he simply could not afford to provoke. He hurriedly said, "We had no intention of offending you. That person wanted to kill you, but that does not mean we shared his thoughts."

He gritted his teeth and stammered, "If that's not enough, we can give you some spirit beast essence as compensation?"

Spirit beast essence was the greatest concession they could offer.

"Boss, there are so many of us. Are we really afraid of him? Even if his sword is fast or sharp, he can't possibly kill all of us!"

"That's right. Spirit beast essence affects our points. We absolutely can't let him take advantage of us!"

Someone egged the Black-Clothed Youth on, and the others immediately chimed in as well.

If just anyone could demand their spirit beast essence, what were they even doing here?

"Shut up!"

The Black-Clothed Youth's expression changed drastically at those words.

He was the only one in the group at the peak of the Second-Level Spirit Body, which was why the others trusted him.

From the casual sword strike Zhao Chen had displayed, he already knew that Zhao Chen was definitely at least a Third-Level Spirit Body powerhouse.

Back at the Guardian Land, Fang Zhong, a Third-Level Spirit Body, had oppressed him until he could barely breathe. He was all too familiar with that sense of pressure.

Thus, the words and actions of those around him, who still did not realize the danger was upon them, made the Black-Clothed Youth feel as though he faced a great enemy. He feared Zhao Chen would strike directly and slaughter them all.

"Looks like I was still too merciful toward you."

Zhao Chen sneered. Some people overestimated themselves and believed that having more people automatically made them strong enough.

Then certain people would learn a lifelong lesson and regret it forever.

"I want both the Crimson Tokens and the spirit beast essence."

The Asura Sword in Zhao Chen's hand flashed with a fierce crimson sword gleam as he said coldly, "And those who offended me will be sent to hell by my hand!"

In the next instant, his entire body became a shadow. Wrapped in incomparably sharp sword light, he effortlessly slew the five targets he had chosen!

As before, One Sword Seals Throat!

The enormous disparity in strength left the dead with no chance to react or defend themselves before their deaths.

Even the Black-Clothed Youth, who was at the peak of the Second-Level Spirit Body, tried to clearly see Zhao Chen's movements, yet could only stare in stunned silence. He could not make sense of it at all.

He did not even have the courage to make a move in front of Zhao Chen!

"Good. The numbers should be about right now."

Zhao Chen looked at the six corpses on the ground. He had not chosen his targets at random. They were all the ones who had shouted the loudest during the first and second outbursts.

He coldly glanced at the remaining people before his gaze finally settled on the Black-Clothed Youth.

"Hand over all your Crimson Tokens and Storage Bags, and I'll spare your lives."

Zhao Chen had no intention of wasting words as he threatened decisively, "Otherwise, you won't need to wait for the Spirit Road to end. I'll send you on your way right now, straight to the Western Paradise!"

Overwhelming Killing Intent spread through the area.

Mixed with the heavy stench of blood and the horrifying sight of six corpses whose throats had been sealed by a single sword strike.

Their companions had been alive just moments ago, yet now they had become cold, lifeless corpses. The remaining people were scared senseless, unable even to keep hold of their weapons.

The Black-Clothed Youth barely maintained his composure. Naturally, he did not want to hand over his Crimson Token.

But just as Zhao Chen had said, Zhao Chen could send them to their deaths immediately!

Compared to that, no matter how important the Crimson Tokens were, they could not compare to the danger to their lives right now!

The Black-Clothed Youth lowered his proud head and said bitterly and helplessly, "W-We'll give them to you. Please don't slaughter innocents..."

What he meant was that the six people who had just died had deserved their deaths.

As for the rest of them, although their words had been somewhat excessive, they did not deserve to lose their lives.

Now, they could only use their Crimson Tokens to preserve their lives!

But whether their Crimson Tokens could actually save their lives still depended on Zhao Chen's mood.

After all, he could obtain the Crimson Tokens by killing them too.

Thinking this, Zhao Chen snorted coldly.

"The next time you meet me, don't make the wrong choice!"