Chapter 1572: Battle in the Void, One Against a Hundred

Lingxin Daoist wouldn't interfere in their trivial matters; he didn't want to be considered an enemy by Chen Chuyang. This time he came along mainly out of curiosity—what kind of person could enter the eye of his arrogant junior fellow disciple and be so highly praised by him, knowing that none of the outstanding disciples of the Heaven Sword Sect had earned that junior fellow disciple's approval.

Out of curiosity, he just happened to want to see how Chen Chuyang would deal with those people; if danger arose, he might be able to help, and in the process make acquaintances, express his goodwill, and ideally let Chen Chuyang owe him a favor—then, when he sees his junior fellow disciple later, he can smugly say the junior fellow disciple is no good.

Holding his sword, he stood at a distance—a distance that was quite delicate: not inside the battle circle, yet not completely withdrawn, occupying an extremely awkward position; in short, whether to act or not depended on his thoughts.

Chen Chuyang noticed the presence of Lingxin Daoist and couldn't help but glance at him twice, inwardly labeling him: "This person is not easy to deal with."

Just that he's not easy to deal with; whether he can be dealt with depends on Chen Chuyang's determination.

Lingxin Daoist showed no killing intent and had no killing aura toward him, so he could relax a little, but he couldn't let his guard down completely; when vigilance was needed, he still had to stay alert, constantly watching him to prevent a sudden sneak attack.

"You all seem determined to seek your own death; since that's the case, I have no choice but to send you to the west." Chen Chuyang stared at Mu Longjie and the others—these people all deserved to die, especially the disciples of the Mu Long Clan, each of whom was a danger; for this world, even one escaping would be a tremendous threat.

Chen Chuyang could not care less about their life or death, nor would he think they were in danger, but the people of this world cannot allow that—those who deserve to die must be killed off, and they cannot be allowed to leave this battlefield.

"Hahaha, Chen Chuyang, you have quite the big mouth—this place is the burial ground I've been seeking for you; are you still satisfied?" Mu Longjie said disdainfully, intending to overwhelm Chen Chuyang in aura, to let others know they weren't afraid of this brat before them, and would even kill him.

The disciples of the Mu Long Clan, hearing this, became wildly excited; they might attack at any moment, directly killing this brat Chen Chuyang, and after completing this mission they could return.

"Hehe, Mu Longjie, your Mu Long Clan people have always been confident—I don't understand where your confidence comes from. Do you think it's possible to kill me?"

Chen Chuyang gave everyone a cold, contemptuous glance and said disdainfully: "With you lot, these trash, you dare say you'll kill me?"

"Hahaha, Mu Longjie, and you too—you're really naive; don't think I'm still the same as before, and this place is still the world that once let you slaughter at will."

Chen Chuyang pointed at Mu Longjie and the others and shouted: "You're wrong—this world is no longer under your control; this world is ours. You bring people to invade this world just for your so-called great Dao—laughable!"

"You enemies, since you have entered this world, then stay here—no one is allowed to leave."

These people, he has decided to kill—no one can change that.

Killing intent settled, Chen Chuyang waved his hand; water dragon and fire dragon appeared separately, sweeping out to the left and right. His aim was the people behind Mu Longjie and the Heaven Ghost True Person—first kill these ants to avoid any mishap.

First kill a batch of people to mourn the predecessors who died in this world, letting them know their efforts were not in vain; enemies who dare set foot in this world will surely pay a heavy price.

Chen Chuyang wanted to tell these people that this world is no longer what it once was, and they are no longer who they used to be.

"Kill."

The Heart Sword Dao circulated, and Heart Sword Technique condensed two swords at a gesture, attacking together with the water dragon and fire dragon; the water and fire dragons were merely decoys to distract Mu Longjie and the Heaven Ghost True Person, preventing them from seeing Chen Chuyang move—and thus from stopping him.

The Heart Sword Dao—that was Elder Xinran's sword technique, and also her most unique sword path.

Sword blades swung, countless sword qi danced; in an instant everything around turned into blades, crisscrossing toward them.

Some disciples couldn't react in time; their bodies were pierced by the blades, and these sword qi continually tore their bodies and souls apart.

Each time Chen Chuyang swung his blade, a group fell—over a hundred people, after just a few exchanges, one-tenth were gone.

The slaughter didn't stop there—it became even more terrifying. The dancing Chen Chuyang couldn't stop, strolling leisurely, waving his hand and killing a few people; the Mu Long Clan disciples before him were no different from ants.

Come one, kill one.

In his eyes there was only slaughter; first kill them all, then talk about other things later.

Like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, Chen Chuyang let loose; Mu Longjie and the Heaven Ghost True Person wanted to stop him, but they were ultimately a step too slow. After both struck, the slaughter ceased—less than a third of those present remained, the ground littered with many corpses, the bloody smell swirling in the void, stimulating everyone's sense of smell.

Mu Longjie felt terrible—just a short while ago, two-thirds of his people were gone; the corpses on the ground told him that the Mu Long Clan disciples had been killed before they could even act.

"Stop, Chen Chuyang."

Mu Longjie raised his spear to block Chen Chuyang, took a sword blow head-on, his whole body flew out and slammed into a distant peak, causing the entire mountain to collapse and bury him.

The Heaven Ghost True Person seized the chance to sneak attack, but Chen Chuyang saw it; sword qi wrapped around himself, rendering the sneak attack ineffective—instead, his own hand suffered the poison of the sword qi.

"Sword qi? I've never seen such sword qi—this kind of sword qi is very strange."

He waved his hand, shaking off the sword qi on his hand; the residual sword qi wasn't dangerous, and when he looked at Chen Chuyang again, his gaze was no longer the previous contempt and disdain, replaced by solemnity.

"This child is not simple."

No, rather, he's very hard to deal with; wanting to kill him isn't that easy.

"This operation is probably going to end badly—Lingxin Lao Gui hasn't made a move; what is he waiting for?"

The Heaven Ghost True Person unintentionally glanced at Lingxin Daoist to check his reaction, while also observing Chen Chuyang to see if he would make any move.

"He must know something—otherwise why would he stand by and watch? Or perhaps he thought from the start that we couldn't win?"

Thinking this, the Heaven Ghost True Person felt terrible.

His eyes fixed dead on Chen Chuyang; after a moment, the Heaven Ghost True Person secretly thought: "It seems I need to prepare an escape route… I can't… be killed by this brat."