Tearing Apart Flying Boats Barehanded

Sun Yu stepped on the empty air, climbing upward as though ascending stairs.

He used no movement Martial Skill at all—only pure True Qi holding him aloft.

His cold-white brocade robe snapped loudly in the gale-force winds.

Above him, three enormous black-iron flying boats blotted out the sky and sun.

On the flying boat decks, over a hundred Heavenly Sword Sect True Disciples drew their long swords. Sword Light merged into one, killing intent locking onto the black figure slowly rising below.

"Putting on airs!"

On the lead flying boat, Gu Jianhun snorted coldly.

He could not see through Sun Yu's cultivation, but he refused to believe that a teenage Rogue Cultivator could have entered the Fetal Transformation Realm.

"This boy must have some rare treasure concealing his aura. Send ten men. Cripple his limbs, but leave him alive—I want to perform Soul Searching!"

Leaning on his broadsword, Gu Jianhun spoke in an icy tone.

"By your command!"

Ten True Disciples at the initial Blood Washing Realm answered in unison.

The ten leapt off the deck.

While still in midair, ten refined-steel long swords swung at once.

Their True Qi linked together, forming a dense Sword Net several yards wide that descended over Sun Yu's head.

Sword Qi tore through the air with piercing shrieks.

Sun Yu did not stop walking.

He continued upward at the same unhurried pace, as if climbing invisible steps.

Faced with the Sword Net falling over him, he did not even lift an eyelid.

"Die!"

The True Disciple charging at the front bared a savage grin, his long sword stabbing straight for Sun Yu's throat.

Clang!

The sword tip struck Sun Yu's throat viciously.

No blood splashed.

There was only an exceptionally crisp sound of metal breaking.

The refined-steel long sword, infused with Blood Washing Realm True Qi, shattered inch by inch from tip to hilt the instant it touched the skin of Sun Yu's throat!

It exploded into a cloud of fine iron dust.

The disciple's savage grin froze on his face, his pupils contracting violently.

"What?!"

Before he could react—

Sun Yu raised his right hand.

His five fingers spread, then clamped over the man's face.

With a casual squeeze.

Bang!

The disciple's head burst like an overripe watermelon.

The headless corpse fell toward the swamp below.

The Sword Net collapsed.

The remaining nine disciples were scared out of their wits. Their bodies halted abruptly in midair as they tried to retreat.

"Since you're already here."

Sun Yu's voice was calm.

The tendons in his right leg tightened in an instant.

Swimming Dragon Steps activated.

His figure vanished from where he stood.

Whoosh!

A cold-white afterimage flashed among the nine disciples.

He did not use True Essence.

He relied solely on the strength of his fleshly body.

One punch blasted through a chest.

One kick snapped a spine.

A hand blade severed a head.

Utterly brutal, utterly decisive.

The screams lasted only half a breath.

Nine mangled corpses, accompanied by a rain of blood filling the sky, plunged into the demonic abyss below like dumplings dropped into a pot.

All ten True Disciples had been wiped out!

A deathly silence fell over the three flying boats.

The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples whose eyes had just brimmed with killing intent now had icy limbs, their hands gripping their swords trembling uncontrollably.

An instant kill of Blood Washing Realm cultivators, without even using Gang Qi?

Gu Jianhun's grizzled brows twitched violently as both hands clenched the hilt of his broadsword.

"Fetal Transformation Realm! You've actually entered the Fetal Transformation Realm!"

Gu Jianhun's voice turned shrill from overwhelming shock.

A Fetal Transformation Realm cultivator barely in his teens!

Such a monster had not appeared in the entire Great Wind Snow State for centuries!

"Everyone, form the Myriad Transformations Sword Formation! Grind this fiend to death!"

Gu Jianhun no longer had any thought of capturing him alive. Nothing remained in his heart but endless killing intent and dread.

If such a monstrous genius could not be completely crushed today, the Heavenly Sword Sect would surely face a great calamity!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

On the three flying boats, more than a dozen inner sect elders and over a hundred True Disciples raised their swords at once.

Over a hundred surging streams of True Qi shot into the sky.

They converged in midair into a terrifying gigantic True Qi sword a hundred meters long.

Sword Qi spilled from the massive blade, carving fine black cracks through the surrounding space.

This was an attack the Heavenly Sword Sect had launched with all its accumulated strength, enough to severely wound a late-stage Fetal Transformation Realm cultivator!

"Slash!"

Gu Jianhun roared.

The hundred-meter giant sword descended upon Sun Yu's head, carrying a pressure capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Sun Yu stood in the void.

He looked up at the giant sword crashing down.

His black hair whipped wildly in the gale.

Not a ripple stirred in his eyes.

"Too slow."

Sun Yu raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist.

Within his Dantian, the pale-golden lake of True Essence suddenly surged into towering waves.

True Essence rushed madly through his meridians.

Bzzzz!

Dark-red Asura Gang Qi instantly enveloped Sun Yu's right fist.

The utterly opposing destructive attributes of Extreme Cold and extreme heat were forcibly kneaded together, exuding an aura of extinction that made hearts quail.

Facing the giant sword, Sun Yu threw a punch.

There was no flashy technique.

Only the pure crushing force of power and True Essence.

BOOM!!!

The dark-red radiance of his fist collided violently with the hundred-meter True Qi giant sword in midair.

Heaven and earth fell silent.

A visible ring of violent shockwave swept out in an instant like a razor-sharp circular blade.

The red miasma below was cleaved apart, exposing vast stretches of scorched black earth.

The giant sword that the Heavenly Sword Sect had been so proud of did not even last a single breath beneath the bombardment of Asura Gang Qi.

Crack!

Beginning from its tip, the giant sword shattered inch by inch!

Asura Gang Qi surged forward like splitting bamboo, piercing straight through the entire blade.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

On the flying boats, the dozen or so inner sect elders maintaining the formation suffered a backlash at the same time. They sprayed blood wildly, their auras instantly withering.

The hundred-plus disciples dropped to their knees in unison, blood pouring from their seven apertures.

One punch, shatter the formation!

Gu Jianhun's eyes split with rage, his heart seeming to be clenched tight by an enormous hand.

"Monster! Monster!"

At last, he understood how Li Canghai had died.

The black-robed youth before him was not human at all!

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Gu Jianhun bit through his tongue, spraying blood essence onto the heavy broadsword in his hand.

The broadsword erupted with blinding violet-gold light.

His late-stage Fetal Transformation Realm True Essence burned without reservation.

Gu Jianhun shot into the air, becoming one with his sword and transforming into a violet-gold sword rainbow thirty meters long, stabbing straight at Sun Yu's heart.

"Too weak."

Sun Yu did not even spare it a second glance.

Instead of retreating, he advanced.

Facing that thirty-meter sword rainbow, Sun Yu rammed directly into it.

Bang!

The violet-gold sword rainbow stabbed viciously into Sun Yu's chest.

"Die!" Gu Jianhun roared madly, trying to pour his True Essence into Sun Yu's body.

But in the next instant, his voice cut off abruptly.

The broadsword's tip pressed against Sun Yu's Cold White skin, yet it could not pierce even a fraction farther.

It did not even scrape a trace of skin.

Dark-red demonic patterns flowed beneath Sun Yu's skin, absorbing and dissolving all of the Sword Qi that could have pierced through mountains.

Asura Undying Body.

An attack from the late Fetal Transformation Realm did not even qualify to break his defenses.

Sun Yu lowered his head and looked at Gu Jianhun, who was right before him.

"Old bones, it's time to hit the road."

Sun Yu reached out with his left hand and grabbed the broadsword's blade.

Dark-red astral qi burst forth.

Kacha!

The indestructible top-grade spirit artifact broadsword was snapped in two by Sun Yu's bare hands!

Gu Jianhun tried in terror to release the Sword Hilt and retreat.

But Sun Yu's right hand had already arrived.

His five fingers were like hooks, plunging directly into Gu Jianhun's chest.

Pfft!

Piercing through skin and flesh, crushing his breastbone.

Sun Yu's hand gripped Gu Jianhun's heart, which was still pounding violently.

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Extreme Cold Internal Breath erupted in an instant.

The heart froze into ice on the spot.

Immediately afterward, Extreme Yang Blood Qi exploded forth.

Bang!

The frozen heart burst into a cloud of white vapor inside Gu Jianhun's body.

Gu Jianhun's eyes bulged wide, the light in them rapidly scattering.

The late-stage Fetal Transformation Realm Grand Elder was dead!

Sun Yu pulled out his right hand and casually flicked the bloody scraps from his fingertips.

He raised his head, his gaze locking onto the three enormous Black Iron flying vessels above.

The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples aboard the vessels had completely broken down.

"Run! Run now!"

"The Grand Elder is dead! Turn the ships around!"

The formations on the three flying vessels whirred madly as they turned their prows, trying to flee this land of death.

"You've already come all this way. What's the rush?"

Sun Yu's foot exploded the air.

His body became a streak of dark-red light, shooting into the sky in an instant.

He landed directly on the deck of the central flying vessel.

"Kill him! Fire!"

Several dozen disciples crazily fired their heavy crossbows.

The refined steel arrows struck Sun Yu's body with a clanging racket, all of them ricocheting away.

Sun Yu paid no attention to these ants.

He walked to the formation's core at the center of the deck.

He raised his right leg high.

True Essence flooded into it, making it as heavy as a mountain.

Aiming at the black iron deck beneath his feet, he stomped down viciously.

Giant Spirit Trample!

"Rumble!!!"

A deafening explosion rang out.

The sturdy flying vessel, thirty zhang long and forged entirely from hundred-refined black iron, was snapped cleanly into two from the middle beneath Sun Yu's stomp!

Countless formation runes shattered.

Having lost power, the broken hull plummeted toward the Devil Abyss below, carrying the disciples on deck and their despairing screams with it.

Sun Yu's figure flashed, and he had already leaped onto the second flying vessel on the left.

He repeated the same method.

An Extreme Yang heavy punch smashed into the prow.

"Bang!"

The prow exploded, and the flying vessel spiraled through the air as it crashed down.

At last, he landed on the third flying vessel to the right.

The disciples on deck did not even have the courage to resist. One after another, they jumped from the vessel, preferring to fall to their deaths rather than face this demon god.

Sun Yu walked to the cabin.

With a sweep of his dark-red astral qi, he sliced open the heavy cabin door.

He strode straight inside.

The cabin was the flying vessel's control room. An exceedingly intricate beast-hide sea chart lay on the table.

It clearly marked the terrain of the entire Great Wind Snow State, as well as the location of the Heavenly Sword Sect's Mountain Gate.

Sun Yu reached out, grabbed the chart, swept his eyes over it, and put it into his Storage Bag.

Then he walked out of the cabin.

With a tap of his toes, his body rose into the air.

Below, the third flying vessel lost control and plunged headfirst into the crimson mire.

"Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!"

The three black iron flying vessels that symbolized the Heavenly Sword Sect's foundation all became scrap metal in the Devil Abyss's sludge.

Several hundred Heavenly Sword Sect elites—none survived.

Sun Yu hovered high in the air.

His Cold White brocade robe remained unstained by a single drop of blood.

He turned his head, following the direction marked on the chart as he gazed toward Wind Snow Prefecture, three thousand li away.

That was where the Heavenly Sword Sect's Mountain Gate stood.

"Killing a few flies won't solve the problem."

Sun Yu's voice was calm.

True Essence surged within his Dantian.

"Whoosh!"

His body became a streak of light that tore through the heavens, breaking through the poisonous miasma of the Blood Sea Devil Abyss as he sped toward Wind Snow Prefecture.

He moved so fast that he plowed a long white trail through the clouds.

His target: the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Extermination.

Several hours later.

Wind Snow Prefecture, the Heavenly Sword Sect's Mountain Gate.

This place was located atop a solitary peak outside the Prefecture City.

The Mountain Gate stood a hundred zhang tall, majestic and imposing.

Within the sect, countless disciples practiced swordsmanship on the training grounds, their Sword Qi soaring into the heavens.

Sect Master Chu Tianhong sat upright within the main hall, his eyes closed in quiet repose.

Suddenly.

"BOOM!!!"

An incomparably terrifying explosion came from the direction of the Mountain Gate.

The entire peak of the Heavenly Sword Sect shook violently.

The formation lights within the main hall flickered madly.

Chu Tianhong's eyes snapped open, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared in the plaza outside the main hall.

More than a dozen Elders rushed out as well, their faces filled with shock and fury.

"What happened?!"

Everyone looked up toward the Mountain Gate.

At the far end of their sight.

The hundred-zhang Mountain Gate archway that had stood for centuries, representing the supreme majesty of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Had now utterly collapsed!

Broken stones tumbled down, and dust filled the sky.

Amid the billowing dust.

A tall, slender figure clad in a cold white brocade robe dragged a Mountain Gate fragment weighing tens of thousands of jin with one hand as he walked step by step up the mountain path.

With every step he took, the white jade stairs beneath his feet shattered inch by inch.

Sun Yu raised his head, his eyes as deep as the starry sky sweeping coldly across everyone in the plaza.

With a casual flick of his hand.

"BOOM!"

The fragment weighing tens of thousands of jin crashed down in the center of the plaza like a meteor, smashing a deep pit into the hard ground.

Sun Yu wasted no words.

He did not call out a challenge.

His right hand slowly rose, dark-red Asura Gang Qi wildly gathering in his palm and forming a destructive saber dozens of zhang long.

"Heavenly Sword Sect."

Sun Yu's voice was not loud, yet it exploded beside every person's ears.

"I've come to tear down your Mountain Gate."

As his words fell.

The saber light descended!

A thirty-zhang dark-red blade radiance, carrying the terrifying force to annihilate all things, cleaved directly toward the Heavenly Sword Sect's main hall.

"Outrageous!"

Chu Tianhong flew into a towering rage.

The cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Fetal Transformation Realm erupted with a roar.

Forming hand seals, he sent a spirit Long Sword gleaming with dazzling Golden Light flying out of his body, slashing upward against the blade radiance.

"RUMBLE!!!"

Saber and sword collided.

A terrifying energy storm swept across the entire plaza.

The hundreds of ordinary disciples nearby were hurled away by the shockwave, blood spraying from their mouths.

Golden Light and dark-red Gang Qi clashed madly in midair.

After merely three breaths.

"Kacha."

An extremely faint cracking sound rang out.

Chu Tianhong's expression changed drastically.

His natal spirit artifact, which he had nurtured for decades, had actually cracked beneath the pressure of that dark-red blade radiance!

"Just who are you?!" Chu Tianhong demanded sharply.

Sun Yu stomped his foot.

His figure vanished in an instant.

The next second, he appeared directly before Chu Tianhong.

He was so fast that even Chu Tianhong, at Great Perfection of the Fetal Transformation Realm, could not fully react.

Sun Yu reached out with his left hand and seized the blade of the spirit artifact Long Sword.

Dark-gold demonic patterns flickered.

The dual Internal Breaths of Extreme Cold and extreme heat erupted with a thunderous roar.

"Kacha!"

The spirit artifact Long Sword was snapped in two on the spot.

Sun Yu clenched his right fist and hurled a punch straight at Chu Tianhong's face.

"I'm the man here to kill you."

"Bang!"

The Protective True Essence Chu Tianhong had desperately gathered was like paper before the monstrous strength of the Asura Undying Body.

One punch pierced through.

Chu Tianhong's chest was punched clean through, blood spraying wildly.

His eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Sun Yu's indifferent face, his gaze filled with despair and unwillingness.

The Heavenly Sword Sect Leader.

Defeated in a single move!

Sun Yu pulled back his arm, allowing Chu Tianhong's corpse to collapse into a pool of blood.

He turned his head and looked at the Elders and disciples around him, who had already been scared witless.

His figure flashed.

He charged into the crowd.