The second strike.
Spirit Slaying unleashed again.
Two cultivators retreating side by side were swallowed by the sword light at once.
[Ding! Killed two Early True Lord Stage cultivators. Gained 5,600 AFK points.]
The third strike.
The second form of the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique, Immortal Slaughtering.
The sword light transformed into a hundred-foot-long dark golden python and plunged headfirst into the dense crowd.
Screams rose one after another.
[Ding! Killed one Middle True Lord Stage cultivator. Gained 4,200 AFK points.] [Ding! Killed one Early True Lord Stage cultivator. Gained 3,100 AFK points.] [Ding! Killed...]
System prompts rattled like a hailstorm, popping up one after another in his sea of consciousness.
The corners of Chen Changqing's mouth lifted slightly.
This feeling...
Was incredible.
Below the rank of Heavenly Lord, these True Lord cultivators were like wheat in a field before him. His six figures were six sickles, each swing reaping an entire swath.
Within ten breaths, twenty-seven True Lords fell.
Twenty breaths, fifty-three.
Thirty breaths—
"Enough! Stop!"
Someone in the crowd finally broke down.
An elderly cultivator with a blood-smeared face dropped to his knees in midair, trembling all over.
"I don't want the Chaos Essence anymore! Let me go! Please, let me go!"
Chen Changqing turned a deaf ear.
The third form of the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique, God-Burying.
Dark golden sword light exploded in the void, turning into a skyful of sword rain that poured down.
The elderly cultivator kneeling and begging for mercy, along with the seven or eight companions behind him, was engulfed by the sword rain.
[Ding! Killed one early Tribulation Crossing cultivator. Gained AFK points.]
Chen Changqing's pupils contracted slightly.
Tribulation Crossing Realm?
He glanced back. The elderly cultivator he had slain with a single strike had actually