The More You Owe

Clang!

The Tattered Blood Sword hovered above Ye Chen's head, its tip gleaming with a streak of blood-red light as it rang sharply. Forming a sword sign with his left hand, Ye Chen said, "The weak are meat for the strong to eat. At this moment, you should understand the situation clearly. Do not do anything foolish."

Whoosh!

After saying this, Ye Chen pointed with the sword sign of his left hand. The Tattered Blood Sword transformed into a streak of bloody light and shot toward the spear expert fighting Murong Qingcheng.

This spear expert was quite formidable. At the critical moment, he still managed to raise his spear and block it in front of himself. Unfortunately, Ye Chen's Sword Control Technique had already reached the realm of unleashing nine swords at once. He blocked the Tattered Blood Sword's true body, yet the sword shadows it split into caught him completely off guard. He spat blood and staggered backward.

For a time, nearly every Blackwater Alliance expert brought by Chief steward Sima was severely wounded, while Chief steward Sima himself was in an unknown state between life and death.

Under Ye Chen's intimidation, who dared to move? Even if they did, it would have no effect. Their strength had been greatly diminished, and a trace of Destruction Sword Intent still lingered within their bodies. This Destruction Sword Intent was extremely difficult to remove. The slightest carelessness would let the sword intent invade their souls, causing soul injuries.

After stripping these people of their True Essence Crystals, Ye Chen was rather surprised. This group had very few True Essence Crystals on them. The most anyone had was five or six hundred, while the least had only a little over a hundred. Altogether, there were not even three thousand—less than a single