Chapter 1051: Righteous Sect?

"Enough nonsense. You demoness, come back with us." Zhou Xianzong sneered, then pointed at Yu Sichen and said, "Take her down."

Zhou Xianzong came from a prestigious righteous sect and was also a Chief Disciple.

The rules of the secular world could not restrain them, and with several elders at the Entering the Dao Realm in his sect backing him, he had always been lawless.

Yet he probably never imagined that this time, he had hit a snag.

"Don't force me to slaughter you all." A smile played on Chen Yu's face, but the killing intent on his body was being released without the slightest reservation.

"Haha, what a joke. Under the heavens, who dares to touch people from our Yunlu Sect? Senior Brother, stop wasting words with him. Take this woman away first and let her suffer the bone-crushing and body-tearing torture of our Yunlu Sect."

This brat was bold enough to defy the heavens; he stretched out his right hand, intending to grope Yu Sichen's towering chest. These Dharma Cultivators ostensibly cultivated the Heavenly Dao, but they lacked none of the world's many desires.

Chen Yu reached out and grabbed that thieving hand, saying coldly, "Do you know? You have committed an extremely grave mistake."

"Chen Yu, are you still thinking of resisting?" The man sneered, leaned into Chen Yu's ear, and said, "I advise you to be sensible. Yu Sichen is your woman, right?"

"Mm, very beautiful, but once the brothers get their hands on her, we won't be gentle. Have you thought about the consequences? I warn you... ah."

Before this bastard could finish, one of his arms was suddenly severed at the root, and then a streak of Sword Qi burst from Chen Yu's fingertips, punching a bloody hole directly through his chest.

Before this fellow could even fall to the ground, Chen Yu grabbed at the empty air with his right hand, and the Soul Detainment Technique forcibly pulled his soul out from his body.

"Chen Yu, what are you doing?" All the remaining people were stunned; they retreated one after another, clutching their weapons and staring fixedly at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu opened his right hand, and a translucent figure was kneeling in his palm, trembling incessantly.

This figure was precisely the soul of the disciple from just a moment ago; he screamed hysterically, "Senior Brother, save me! Quickly, save me!"

"Chen Yu, release my Junior Brother's soul." Zhou Xianzong was both shocked and furious; he gripped a Pine Pattern Ancient Sword and roared, "You dare to kill a disciple of our Yunlu Sect?"

"You brought this upon yourselves; who can you blame?" Chen Yu clenched his right hand, and a cluster of eerie blue flames ignited from his fingertips.

A burst of screams erupted from the disciple's soul; that ghastly shrieking made everyone's hair stand on end and filled them with dread.

Nether Blue Flame, the supreme nemesis of souls. Chen Yu flicked his finger to brush away the floating ash from his palm, while the disciple's soul was completely annihilated.

"You dare kill my Junior Brother! Chen Yu, pay with your life!" Zhou Xianzong was enraged. Their Yunlu Sect resided far away in the East Sea and was a representative of the four major sects of contemporary Dharma Cultivators.

Even within Dragon Breath, they enjoyed special privileges. Yet Chen Yu had cut down his Junior Brother without a word, and with a method that caused the soul to scatter and vanish—how could he not be furious?

"Kill them! Avenge Junior Brother Li!" The remaining few disciples moved, surrounding Chen Yu and Yu Sichen in the center.

"Everyone, we all serve the country; please, do not resort to violence." Chang Shoucheng, seeing that the situation was wrong, hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade them.

Chang Shoucheng had a headache. His clearance was high enough to come into contact with these special groups, so he had heard of who Chen Yu was, and he knew even better what kind of place the Yunlu Sect was.

In the eyes of the world, these Dharma Cultivators hidden in Immortal Mountains and islands were practically Immortals, but Chen Yu's act of drawing his sword and killing someone without a word just now gave him a deeper understanding of the world of Dharma Cultivators.

This was a proper world of the law of the jungle; secular laws could not restrain them. Only Dragon Breath could step in to help with this matter.

"Commander Chang, this is a matter between us and Chen Yu; it has nothing to do with you. Today he killed my Junior Brother and caused his soul to scatter. Our Yunlu Sect cannot let this matter go."

Zhou Xianzong pointed his Pine Pattern Ancient Sword at Chen Yu and said coldly, "Chen Yu, neither you nor this demoness will be able to run."

"Demoness?" Yu Sichen smiled, her beautiful face turning somewhat cold in that instant: "I transcend all living beings at Jizhao Temple, yet in your eyes, I have become a demoness?"

"A demoness is a demoness. I have heard of you; your own biological parents died by your hands. You used Dark Power to turn them into puppets." A disciple shouted angrily: "If you aren't a demoness, what are you?"

Yu Sichen turned her head abruptly, a flash of eerie blue light suddenly igniting in her eyes. Even though her Buddhist cultivation realm had broken through and she had achieved the status of a Fo Mian Fo Xin Da Cheng Zhe, that did not mean she would not kill.

Chen Yu looked at that disciple with some pity; this brat knew too much, and he talked too much.

Yu Sichen's biological parents were not worthy of being parents in the first place and deserved to die. When the Ancestral Ghost merged with her consciousness, her parents were transformed into puppets by the Dark Power.

Although it was unintentional and she had no feelings for her parents, this matter was, after all, her Heart Demon.

"Demoness, will you not surrender yet?" The disciple felt a chill in his heart, but he immediately gathered his courage and shouted: "Our Yunlu Sect is the righteous path of the world; do you dare to resist? I..."

Before the disciple finished speaking, a streak of azure light flashed through the air; a moment later, this light turned into awe-inspiring killing intent.

An Ice Sword, thin as a cicada's wing, emitted an eerie blue glow and whistled through the disciple's neck.

The disciple's words came to an abrupt halt. A line of blood slowly trickled from his neck, followed immediately by his head falling to the ground; then his body went limp and he collapsed with a thud.

Even with his head severed from his body, his face still held a look of shock. He never expected that the beautiful, fairy-like Yu Sichen would suddenly strike to kill.

"Junior Brother Zhang..." The remaining three were incensed, their eyes splitting with rage. They raised their swords simultaneously and attacked Chen Yu and Yu Sichen.

Firstly, they could not accept that their fellow disciple had been killed, and secondly, they could not accept that anyone dared to make a move against their Yunlu Sect. One had to know that the Yunlu Sect was one of the four major sects in the world, and their disciples held a transcendent status even within Dragon Breath.

With a dragon's roar from Lichen, the sword-wielding arms of all three were severed. Then, with a clear whistle from Chen Yu, he grabbed with his right hand, and Lichen appeared in his grasp.

The aura on his body suddenly grew stronger, leaping from an ordinary person with almost no detectable Original Power fluctuations to the Entering the Dao Realm.

"You are... in the Entering the Dao Realm?" Zhou Xianzong gripped his Pine Pattern Ancient Sword, his palms covered in cold sweat.