The chaotic battlefield grew eerily silent.
The remaining members of the Bloodbat Clan watched the scene unfold, their eyes wide with disbelief and horror. Their faces were drained of all color, unable to process what had just happened.
Elder Gu was dead.
The invincible, terrifying pillar of strength of the Bloodbat Clan had been slain just like that.
And it had been done by a young man who was not even at the True Spirit Realm.
"Run!"
Someone finally screamed in sheer terror, breaking the frozen silence.
That single word shattered the psychological defense of the remaining Bloodbat experts. Fear gripped their hearts like a vise, washing over them in a tidal wave. They no longer had any will to fight; the desire to survive consumed everything else.
They scattered in all directions, fleeing for their lives like stray dogs.
"Did I say you could leave?"
Su Chen's voice was icy, carrying the chilling bite of a winter gale.
He stood amidst the rubble, his breathing slightly heavy, but his killing intent had not diminished in the slightest. His figure blurred as he moved, transforming into a flash of lightning that pursued the fleeing enemies.
Boom!
A streak of sword qi slashed through the air, cutting down a fleeing elder of the Bloodbat Clan before he could even scream.
Su Chen was like a grim reaper harvesting wheat in a field. Every flash of his sword claimed a life. Without Elder Gu to hold him back, these ordinary True Spirit Realm cultivators were no match for him at all.
In less time than it took to brew a cup of tea, the battlefield fell completely quiet once more.
Not a single living member of the Bloodbat Clan remained.
Su Chen landed softly on the ground, his sword resting at his