You Can Die Now

Thirty li was but the time it takes to brew a cup of tea with the aid of the Perfection realm Swimming Dragon Steps.

Sun Yu's ferocious charge tore a long vacuum channel through the poisonous miasma filling the air.

As the distance closed.

A blinding sword light faintly emanated from the poisonous miasma ahead.

Sun Yu stopped.

He stood atop a withered giant tree, looking down from a height.

In the mud and mire, dozens of black-clad sword guards had formed the Heavenly Gang Absolute Kill Sword Formation.

Sword qi crisscrossed, forming an impenetrable net of slaughter.

The air was filled with an extremely solemn and murderous sharp aura, even the surrounding poisonous miasma was being shredded and broken apart by the sword qi.

In the center of the sword formation.

Li Canghai held his Blood-colored Flying Sword, his gaze venomously fixed ahead, like a viper waiting for its prey to fall into a trap.

"The Heavenly Gang Absolute Kill Sword Formation, a battle array formed by thirty-six early-stage Blood Washing Realm cultivators, coordinated by a half-step Fetal Transformation Realm main commander, is capable of slaughtering ordinary peak Blood Washing Realm experts."

Sun Yu stood on the treetop, a cruel, cold smile curling the corner of his lips.

He had no intention of concealing his presence.

Just as Li Canghai was still staring intently at the red miasma ahead.

"RUMBLE!"

The withered tree beneath Sun Yu's feet suddenly exploded into a sky full of wood chips.

He did not choose to flank.

He did not choose to sneak attack.

Instead, he wrapped himself in his ice and fire dual-colored Internal Breath and, like a heavy battle tank, descended directly from the heavens, smashing forcefully into the very center of the sword formation!

"BANG!"

His feet landed.

Mud and stones splashed wildly.

The ground was smashed into a pit several feet deep.

The violent impact instantly sent the nearest few sword guards spitting blood and staggering backward.

"Enemy attack!"

Li Canghai's expression changed drastically. He had never imagined that Sun Yu would dare to charge into the core of the formation with such an arrogant posture.

"Form up! Slaughter!"

Li Canghai roared sternly.

The sword formation instantly began to operate.

"CLANG CLANG CLANG!"

Dozens of sword guards around simultaneously swung their swords.

Countless sharp sword qi slashed towards Sun Yu, who was in the center of the formation, from all directions.

Nowhere to escape!

Sun Yu stood in place, his hands hanging naturally at his sides.

He didn't even dodge.

He didn't even deliberately release his protective gang qi.

He allowed the sword qi, capable of cutting metal and shattering jade, to slash fiercely at his body.

"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!"

A series of extremely dense metallic explosions erupted on Sun Yu's body.

Sparks flew.

The sharp sword qi, striking Sun Yu's dark golden skin, shattered directly into a sky full of light points.

Not even the faintest white mark was left on his skin.

The peak Blood Washing Realm Cold Iron Demonic Body, combined with the ultimate sharpness granted by the Major Accomplishment Sword Marrow.

These early-stage Blood Washing Realm sword qi were like mere tickles to him.

"How is this possible?!"

A sword guard's eyes widened. Looking at the nick in the steel sword in his hand, his face was filled with horror.

"Close combat! Don't give him a chance to breathe!"

Li Canghai's heart pounded, but he remained calm.

He directed the formation to change.

Ten sword guards, wielding long swords, surged forward simultaneously from different directions, their blades aimed at Sun Yu's vital points.

Sun Yu's eyes were icy cold.

He didn't draw his saber, as he didn't need a weapon at all right now.

"Since you want to play close combat, I'll oblige you."

Sun Yu's left foot lightly tapped the muddy ground.

His figure transformed into a blurry afterimage, weaving through the ten sword guards' encirclement as if strolling through a garden.

Sun Yu sidestepped a sword thrust aimed at his throat, his left hand shooting out like lightning.

His five fingers spread open, grabbing the face of the sword guard.

Extreme cold Internal Breath erupted instantly!

"Crack!"

The sword guard's head instantly froze into a hard lump of ice.

Sun Yu's fingers tightened with a savage force.

"Bang!"

The ice lump shattered, splashing red and white icy fragments everywhere.

The headless corpse fell straight down.

Killed in one move!

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Immediately after.

Sun Yu's right foot stomped down, shattering the muddy ground.

His body instantly closed the distance to another sword guard.

The muscles in his right arm bulged, and Extreme Yang vital energy surged madly towards his right fist.

A simple, unadorned straight punch was thrown.

"Boom!"

The Extreme Yang Heavy Fist directly pierced the sword guard's chest.

The terrifying heat instantly incinerated his internal organs to ashes.

Sun Yu casually flicked his wrist, sending the corpse flying away like a tattered sack.

One punch each!

Like swatting away buzzing flies.

In just a few breaths' time.

All ten sword guards who had charged forward were reduced to mangled corpses.

Blood stained the muddy ground red.

The remaining sword guards were utterly terrified.

They stared at the man in the center of the formation, who resembled a devil god, their sword-holding hands trembling violently.

"This isn't human! He's a monster!"

Someone shouted in terror.

The sword formation instantly collapsed!

Sun Yu stood amidst the pile of corpses.

He ignored the fleeing sword guards.

Instead, he slowly turned his head, his emotionless eyes fixing on Li Canghai, who stood not far away.

Li Canghai's face was as pale as paper.

Watching his meticulously trained sword guards being slaughtered like pigs and dogs, an uncontrollable fear surged within him.

But he knew he couldn't escape.

Facing this monster whose speed rivaled that of a Ghostly Apparition, turning to flee would only lead to death.

"You little brat, do you really think you're invincible?!"

Li Canghai's eyes were about to split. He bit the tip of his tongue, spitting a mouthful of vital blood onto the Blood-colored Flying Sword in his hand.

"Buzz!"

The incomplete spiritual artifact flying sword instantly erupted with an extremely dazzling blood-red light.

His half-step Fetal Transformation Realm vital energy poured into it without reservation.

The flying sword let out an extremely piercing shriek, transforming into a blood-red lightning bolt, heading straight for Sun Yu's brow.

"Die!"

Li Canghai roared furiously.

This flying sword had locked onto Sun Yu's soul.

There was no escape.

Sun Yu stood his ground.

Facing a fatal strike potent enough to pierce the protective aura of a peak Blood Washing Realm cultivator.

Sun Yu slammed his hands together!

"Clang!!!"

An extremely piercing metallic clang echoed through the Devil Abyss.

Sparks flew.

Sun Yu, with nothing but his bare palms, had actually caught the spiritual artifact flying sword emitting a terrifying blood-red glow!

The flying sword vibrated wildly in his palms, cutting out blinding sparks.

Attempting to break free from the restraint of his hands.

But Sun Yu's hands remained as steady as a mountain.

On his dark golden skin, dual-colored Internal Breath of ice and fire flowed wildly, stubbornly resisting the sword's cutting.

"Crack crack crack."

Sun Yu's bones let out an extremely clear, resonant sword-like hum.

Under Li Canghai's horrified gaze.

Sun Yu's arms erupted with supreme Internal Breath.

"Shatter for me."

Sun Yu snorted coldly.

He forcefully twisted his hands inward!

"Crack!!!"

An extremely crisp snapping sound.

The precious spiritual artifact flying sword was actually crushed into two pieces of scrap metal by Sun Yu!

The blood-red light instantly vanished.

"Pfft!"

With the spiritual artifact destroyed, Li Canghai suffered a severe backlash, spitting out a large mouthful of blood and collapsing to the ground.

He looked at the two broken pieces of flying sword in Sun Yu's hands, his eyes filled with extreme despair and disbelief.

"Bare-handed... crushing a spiritual artifact..."

Li Canghai muttered to himself, completely losing the will to resist.

Sun Yu casually tossed aside the scrap metal in his hands.

He strode up to Li Canghai.

Looking down at this Head of the Punishment Hall from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"You all can die now."