Chapter 108: Proclaiming to the World, Vowing to Destroy the Butian Sect

By this time, the crowd following behind him was trembling in spirit, shocked by this scene of decisive slaughter.

"This youth is so young, yet so decisive in his killing; who exactly is he?" someone exclaimed in terror.

"Hiss... looking at this youth's attire, he seems to be a disciple of the Western Sect from the Xuanyu," someone recalled with a grave expression.

"What? A disciple of the Western Sect, actually!"

Upon hearing the three words "Western Sect," the entire scene was shocked.

That was a power absolutely capable of contending with the Butian Sect; no wonder this youth dared to act in such a way.

At this moment, another person in the crowd whispered: "Three years ago, I heard a piece of extremely secret news. It is said that the leader of the Western Sect was severely wounded within the Butian Sect back then. If not for the manifestation of a projection from a great power of the upper realm that resolved the enmity between the two sides, I fear the Western Sect leader would have been in grave danger at that time."

Hearing this, the others were greatly alarmed.

"What? There was such a thing?"

"In that case, this youth coming here to kill people from the Butian Sect is for revenge?"

"No wonder this youth is so aggressive in suppressing and killing Butian Sect disciples! So there is a reason for it!"

A moment later, more people from the Butian Sect rushed over from the depths of the residence. When they saw the dozen or so disciples bleeding, they were greatly shaken.

The ground was covered in blood; a dozen disciples lay dead, all fallen in pools of blood, having lost their life force, with transparent holes punched through their foreheads.

The person who arrived was a man, also around twenty years old, and quite handsome.

"Ah... how could this be!" he screamed in pain.

In an instant, his hair stood on end in rage, his black hair flew in disarray, and his entire body radiated terrifying black light, with overwhelming Runes surging forth; his momentum was horrifying.

These were his junior brothers and sisters, who had grown up with him until now; he had not expected that today, they would all perish here.

"What are you howling for!"

Mengchen said coldly. With a wave of his hand, Runes surged, condensing into a giant hand in the void, which slapped toward the newcomer.

"You are that person from back then..."

The man looked back, just as he was about to say something.

"Puff..."

In the end, he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was slapped to the ground by the palm print condensed by Mengchen, directly turning into a puddle of blood and dying on the spot.

He had actually slapped a person into an unrecognizable state.

Seeing this, the crowd was terrified, their hair standing on end.

"Little bald donkey, you deserve to die." In an instant, someone roared as they arrived.

"The only ones who will die are you people of the Butian Sect." Mengchen responded coldly, his brow furrowing. The newcomer's aura was very strong; he was a cultivator in the Array Formation Realm.

"Boom!"

The newcomer arrived with a boom. He hovered in mid-air; he was a middle-aged man, looking to be about forty years old. His skin was fair, his figure thin, and he wore a brownish-black garment.

"He actually alarmed an Array Formation cultivator!" At this moment, the crowd behind was horrified.

"Are you a disciple of the Western Sect?" the man asked, looking down from above at Mengchen.

After a careful sensing, Mengchen discovered that although this person was in the Array Formation Realm, his aura was far inferior to the Divine Fire Sect Array Formation cultivator he had killed before, and he could not even be compared to Zhangliu.

"Dead people don't need to know so much!"

After clearly understanding the newcomer's strength, Mengchen said coldly.

Immediately, the Runes in his body surged. After pushing the Immortal Scripture Runes to the limit, he charged upward and attacked the man directly.

At this moment, the crowd behind was incomparably shocked! "That is an Array Formation cultivator! Incredibly powerful, yet he, a mere Inscription Realm, dares to charge up directly."

"Too crazy, has he gone mad?"

To the side, Xiyao, the Tianhu girl, and Heizi were quite calm.

Because they knew Mengchen's strength; the man opposite who had just stepped into the Liezhen realm was not enough to pose a threat to Mengchen.

Swish! Swish! Swish! In an instant, hundreds of figures appeared in the high sky around them. They had powerful auras and had all rushed over to watch after receiving reports from their clansmen.

"You are courting death!" the man shouted.

Immediately, rolling symbols swirled around his body as he charged down at Mengchen.

Mengchen opened all his Cave Heavens, the void twisted, and brilliant Runes surged forward like a tide; the void solidified, and the man was frozen in place.

This was an absolute imprisonment, without any suspense. Mengchen wanted to end it as quickly as possible and kill him with the greatest speed.

Imprisoned, the man was instantly panicked; this move was beyond his expectations.

He struggled with all his might, only to find that he could not succeed for a moment.

This imprisonment lasted for a very short time for an Array Formation Realm cultivator, so Mengchen firmly grasped every second.

Pouncing with extreme speed, he pushed the Immortal Scripture Runes in his body to the limit, gathering all his power onto his right fist.

"Puff"

He charged through, and the man's head was blasted into pieces. The headless corpse fell to the ground, blood gushing wildly.

Almost at the same time, another dozen or so Butian Sect disciples rushed over from the rear.

They happened to see the scene of the man's head being blasted apart. Terrified out of their wits, the group of Butian Sect disciples began to flee in horror.

The result was no surprise; how could Mengchen let them leave? They were all beheaded and died on the spot, with no possibility of escape.

This battle had just begun and was already over.

There was an uproar in the crowd behind. An Array Formation Realm cultivator had been instantly killed by an Inscription Realm youth; if this were to spread, who would believe it?

What kind of terrifying youth was this? He was too sharp and peerless, simply invincible! Corpses lay everywhere on the ground, dripping with blood; the scene was chilling and awe-inspiring.

Mengchen stood in the midst of it, his expression calm, without a ripple.

His eyes were bright as he looked up at the figures hovering in the void all around.

Their arrival was something Mengchen had intended, so he did not find it strange.

Before entering the capital, he had clearly stated to everyone that he was coming to wreck the Butian Sect's establishment.

The main reason he did this was to act in a high-profile manner, letting everyone here know, and ideally, through these people, letting everyone in the Bayu know.

Now, in name, he had already been expelled by the Western Sect, so whatever he did now would not bring trouble to Lao Tuzi and the Western Sect.

Jinchanzi had raised him to adulthood, and his constant doting and tolerance toward him were just like those of a biological father.

But now, since someone dared to hurt him to this extent, Mengchen naturally had to make them pay a price in blood.

If not for Gangzi's help, perhaps Lao Tuzi would have...

Thinking of this, Mengchen said in a booming voice: "My name is Mengchen! Today I proclaim to the world, I swear to destroy the Butian Sect! Its sect leader Qitianyan, and all the elders of the Butian Sect will surely die! As for their disciples, they may leave before I storm the Butian Sect; otherwise, these people will be their example."

He said this for everyone present to hear; once these words were spoken, it was a challenge issued to the entire Butian Sect by his own power.

(End of chapter)