Annihilating Thunderclap Hall

The great hall was deathly silent.

Dozens of Thunderclap Hall's experts, weapons in hand, muscles taut, dared not make the first move.

The two corpses still warm at the entrance, and the faint scent of blood emanating from the young man, all silently spoke of his danger.

Sunlight slanted into the hall, casting Lu Shaoyou's shadow long, like a demon god from hell, heralding death.

Finally, a burly man with a brutish face could no longer stand the oppressive atmosphere and roared fiercely.

"What stray dog dares to run wild in my Thunderclap Hall! Die!"

Before he finished speaking, he charged out like a ferocious tiger, his Ghost Head Saber whistling through the air, aiming straight for Lu Shaoyou's face.

Lu Shaoyou didn't even lift an eyelid. He casually flicked a finger.

"Ching!"

A faint golden Xiantian True Qi shot through the air, faster than the saber light, swifter than lightning!

The brute's sneering face froze instantly, his pupils contracting sharply. He felt a chill on his forehead, and all his strength drained away like a receding tide.

The Ghost Head Saber clattered to the ground. He fell straight backward, a blood hole piercing through his forehead from front to back.

[Slaughter Value +500 points.]

One strike, instant kill!

The entire hall was stunned! Everyone gasped, their gazes shifting from shock to sheer terror as they looked at Lu Shaoyou.

"On me! Kill him!"

"Avenge Brother San!"

After a brief moment of silence, a more violent outburst erupted. The brutal deaths of their brethren stirred the ferocity of these desperate men. They roared, charging from all directions, their blades and swords weaving a deadly net.

Lu Shaoyou remained in his spot. He merely snorted, and an invisible, intangible, yet mountain-heavy pressure exploded from him, centered on him!

"Boom—!"

How could these Houtian realm martial artists withstand the pressure of the Xiantian realm?

The first few men to charge were like ships crashing into an invisible wall. Their protective Inner Force shattered instantly, and they spewed blood as they were sent flying backward, their bones crushed mid-air, falling silent.

The others were also sent tumbling by the momentum, their weapons flying from their grasp, leaving them in disarray.

A large area of the great hall was instantly cleared.

Just then, a thunderous roar echoed from the inner hall:

"What impudent rogue dares to be so presumptuous in my Thunderclap Hall!"

Accompanying the roar, a burly figure swept out like a gale.

The newcomer was around forty years old, bare-chested, his bronze skin covered in scars, the most striking being a ferocious saber scar across his forehead, like a centipede coiled there.

He held a heavy saber, its blade broad and gleaming cold, the man exuding a wild, blazing aura.

It was the Hall Master of Thunderclap Hall, "Thunderclap Fire," Lei Xiaotian!

Lei Xiaotian's eyes immediately fell upon the mess and the heavily wounded disciples. His eyes widened in fury. Without even glancing at Lu Shaoyou, his rage boiled over. He shook the heavy saber in his hand, ready to strike.

"Boy, give up your life!"

However, just as he was about to act, Lu Shaoyou's cold gaze fell upon him.

In an instant, that vast Xiantian pressure bore down solely on him!

Lei Xiaotian felt as if the entire sky had collapsed. The air instantly became thick like mercury, pressing down, suffocating him.

His pride in his Super First-rate cultivation seemed laughably insignificant against this pressure, like a tiny boat in a storm.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spurted uncontrollably from his mouth. Lei Xiaotian's legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud. The heavy saber almost slipped from his grasp; he could only support himself with its tip to avoid falling completely.

He looked up in horror, staring intently at Lu Shaoyou, his eyes devoid of any anger, replaced by endless terror and disbelief.

"This... this is... the might of Xiantian?!" Lei Xiaotian's heart churned like a stormy sea.

He had only felt such a heaven-like aura from the two exalted Young Masters!

A terrifying thought flashed through his mind, coinciding with the shocking news that had spread throughout Qingzhou.

The young man... his strength was unfathomable... single-handedly leveled Black Tiger Hall...

Lei Xiaotian trembled violently, not from injury, but from a primal, soul-deep fear.

He finally understood what kind of existence he had provoked.

"It... it was you!" His voice was dry and hoarse, filled with despair. "Black Tiger Hall... you destroyed it!"

At this moment, he had cursed Ling Mo's entire ancestral lineage a thousand times over! If he had a second chance, he would never shelter the man, not even if it meant death.

Lu Shaoyou did not answer his question, as if it were a trivial matter.

He took a step forward, looking down at the kneeling Lei Xiaotian, his voice devoid of any emotion, "I assume you are Lei Xiaotian?"

"Senior, I am!"

At this moment, he no longer possessed the majesty of being the Hall Master of Thunderclap Hall, humbled like a small dog.

"Then, where is Ling Mo?"

The shadow of death loomed. Lei Xiaotian had no doubt that if he answered even half a beat too late, his fate would be the same as the corpses on the ground.

He didn't dare to hide anything, trembling as he said, "Ling... Ling Mo, he... he took the sect's secret medicine, the 'Blood Fiend Pill,' to get revenge. His power has greatly increased..."

"Get to the point," Lu Shaoyou interrupted him.

Lei Xiaotian flinched and quickly said, "Yes, yes! After he took the Blood Fiend Pill, he was sent to the Blood Saber Sect's headquarters, Blood Saber Peak! He joined... he joined the ancestor's personal guards, the 'Blood Shadow Guard'!"

"Blood Shadow Guard..." Lu Shaoyou's gaze flickered. He seemed to have heard that name somewhere before.

"Yes, the Blood Shadow Guard reports directly to the ancestor. Every member is an elite among elites, and... and..." Lei Xiaotian swallowed hard, speaking with difficulty, "And once one joins the Blood Shadow Guard, it signifies absolute loyalty to the ancestor, with their life and death controlled by the ancestor."

"Very well," Lu Shaoyou nodded. "Your information is quite useful."

Upon hearing this, Lei Xiaotian felt a glimmer of hope and quickly kowtowed, saying, "Senior, spare my life! Senior, spare my life! We were merely following orders, and we have no enmity with you!"

"We indeed have no enmity," Lu Shaoyou's lips curled into an icy arc. "I have already given your Blood Saber Sect a chance, but it seems you haven't taken it to heart."

As his voice fell, he stopped wasting words and raised his palm.

The last flicker of hope in Lei Xiaotian's eyes was extinguished, replaced by boundless despair and madness. "You... you already know what you wanted to know, why do you still want to kill us all! You demon!"

"Demon?" Lu Shaoyou smiled, but the smile was colder than ice. "Very soon, you will know what a true demon is."

He struck down with his palm, the faint golden Xiantian true qi erupting like a mountain flood, instantly engulfing Lei Xiaotian and the entire main hall of Thunderclap Hall behind him!

"Rumble...!"

Another earth-shattering roar shook Pingyang City.

When the dust settled, the tall gate tower and the majestic main hall of Thunderclap Hall had vanished. All that remained in their place was a bottomless giant pit and ruins scattered everywhere.

Thunderclap Hall, like Black Tiger Hall, had turned to dust!

Blood Saber Sect, Blood Saber Peak.

"Bang!"

Xue Yugang smashed the rosewood table in front of him into pieces. His handsome yet sinister face contorted with extreme anger.

"What did you say! Say it again!"

A scout knelt on the ground, trembling, almost burying his head in the floor. "R-replying to young master, Pingyang City... Pingyang City's Thunderclap Hall... is also gone! Just like Tiger Roar City... it was razed to the ground. Hall Master Lei Xiaotian, along with hundreds of skilled members in the hall, not a single one survived!"

"Lu! Shao! You!"

Xue Yugang uttered the name word by word, his killing intent surging, making the temperature of the entire hall seem to drop by several degrees.

Yesterday, when Black Tiger Hall was annihilated, he had merely considered Xiong Tai incompetent and the opponent to have gotten lucky.

But today, the annihilation of Lei Xiaotian and the entire Thunderclap Hall, whose strength was even greater, in the same manner, undoubtedly proved that the opponent possessed overwhelming strength!

"Xiantian! This person is definitely a Xiantian master!" Xue Yugang's eyes flashed with bloodlust. "He is declaring war on my Blood Saber Sect! He wants to uproot my Blood Saber Sect's branches one by one!"

"Good! Very good!" Xue Yugang laughed in anger. "I'd like to see how capable you are!"

He turned sharply and issued a stern order: "Pass down my command! All branches are to immediately retract their defensive lines and withdraw all elite personnel back to Blood Saber Peak! My Blood Saber Sect's main headquarters is a dragon's den, a tiger's lair. I'll wait for him to come and die!"

"Yes!"

A hint of helplessness flashed in Xue Yugang's eyes. If his elder brother were not in seclusion, and he himself had to guard Blood Saber Peak, he wouldn't be able to take action personally.

How could his Blood Saber Sect suffer such a shameful humiliation?

He looked towards the highest point of Blood Saber Peak, a forbidden area perpetually shrouded in blood-red mist, and took a deep breath.

"Prepare the carriage, I'm going to see Father!"