Chapter 1185: Get Lost If You Don't Want to Die

"I said it, my name is Chen Yu, and the Seven Star Sect is under my protection. Those who have nothing to do with this, get lost, and don't bring a disaster of extermination upon yourselves," Chen Yu said indifferently.

"What arrogant words. Try saying that again." Zhou Hao was furious. As the Young Sect Master of the Haoran Sect, he had been arrogant and domineering since childhood, never taking anyone seriously.

He had never seen anyone as arrogant as Chen Yu.

"I said, don't bring a disaster of extermination upon yourselves," Chen Yu stared at Zhou Hao, "While I don't want to kill anyone right now, get lost."

The word "lost," like a thunderclap, rang out in Zhou Hao's ears.

Zhou Hao's cultivation was barely even at the Primordial Qi Realm, and Chen Yu's words made his face turn deathly pale. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, his blood and Qi surging within his body, nearly causing him to pass out.

He looked at Chen Yu in terror. Although this young man before him had no Original Power on him, a single word from the other party had nearly made him vomit blood. This level of strength was beyond his imagination.

"Fine, so you are an expert." The old man's expression changed repeatedly. Only now did he realize that Chen Yu was no ordinary person.

"Young Sect Master, let's retreat first," the old man said, turning his head.

"Just leave like this?" Zhou Hao was furious. He was somewhat unwilling to leave just like that.

"The other party is an expert," the old man said in a low voice, "We have important business to attend to here; it is not appropriate to clash with people head-on."

Zhou Hao gritted his teeth as he looked at Chen Yu. Although unwilling, he had no other choice.

The old man was an expert and an elder in his sect. Since even he said Chen Yu was an expert, he had no choice but to let it go.

"Tianxin, you wait. Sooner or later, I will destroy your Seven Star Sect and take you back to be my Cauldron," Zhou Hao said, unwilling to give up, pointing viciously at Tianxin as he spat out a harsh threat.

But he did not expect that this very threat would bring about his own destruction.

Chen Yu frowned, "You don't understand what I said, do you?"

"You brat, who the hell do you think you are? I'm telling you, I've tolerated you for a long time." Zhou Hao was furious. He rushed forward regardless, pointing at Chen Yu and shouting, "Do you believe that with one word, I can make you die without a burial place?"

"I don't believe it. Come on then," Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Don't move, I'll handle this." Zhou Hao drew a short sword from his waist with a backhand motion, then conjured several streaks of Sword Light with a single strike, aiming straight for Chen Yu's throat.

This guy was a Young Sect Master, so the precious Dharma Artifacts in the sect were naturally reserved for him. The short sword in his hand was indeed decent, but unfortunately, in front of Chen Yu, it appeared somewhat inadequate.

The sword in his hand had only swept forward a few inches before it could not advance even a bit further.

A light shield appeared in front of Chen Yu. This light shield was composed of Original Power, and no matter how much the guy pushed the sword forward, it could not advance even half a step.

"You..." Zhou Hao looked at Chen Yu in horror. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing; he had never seen it before.

"If you seek your own death, don't blame me," Chen Yu sneered. He beckoned with his right hand, and the Primordial Qi in front of him transformed into Sword Qi. In an instant, Sword Light crisscrossed and slashed horizontally toward Zhou Hao.

A powerful Sword Intent formed a sea of swords in that instant. Zhou Hao screamed, and within this Sword Qi, he was reduced to powder, his body and soul crushed into fragments together.

"Young Sect Master..." the old man was filled with grief and indignation.

Zhou Hao was their Young Sect Master. On this trip, he was responsible for Zhou Hao's safety, but now that Zhou Hao had been completely annihilated, how could he answer to the sect after returning?

He roared, "Kill him! Avenge the Young Sect Master!"

A group of disciples rushed forward to surround Chen Yu. Chen Yu shook his arms, and in an instant, a biting radiance roared out from his body, forming a ring of light. This ring of light pulsed outward, and in a moment, the corpses of the Haoran Sect disciples fell in all directions.

A gust of wind blew over, and a bloody stench wafted in from all sides. Only the old man with slightly higher cultivation remained at the scene.

This old man looked at Chen Yu in terror, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

An expert of this caliber was something he had only seen once in his life; even the strongest Sect Master in their Haoran Sect did not possess this level of strength.

Based on his experience, Chen Yu's strength was at least above the Human Dao Realm, and it was highly likely he was only one step away from the Spirit Rhinoceros Realm.

How could he possibly defeat such a person?

He stood on the spot, speechless, his face deathly pale, not knowing what to do.

It wasn't until the bloody smell entered his nose that he suddenly snapped back to reality.

He fell to his knees with a thud, trembling, "I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Please, expert, show mercy and spare my dog's life."

"Where is the whip?" Chen Yu glanced at him.

This guy was still holding Tianxin's nine-section whip in his hand.

The old man's body shook; he finally woke up from his dream, realizing the other party's item was still in his hand.

He hurriedly crawled on his knees to Tianxin and respectfully presented the whip, "Sect Master Tianxin, our Haoran Sect and yours are neighbors. I have offended you greatly just now."

"I hope the Sect Leader will spare me for the sake of us being neighbors."

"We are neighbors? If Mr. Chen hadn't stepped in to save us just now, would we still be alive?" Tianxin stared coldly at the old man, "There seems to be nothing left for us to say. End your own life."

"No... Sect Master Tianxin, please spare me." The old man was scared out of his wits.

"If you won't end your own life, then I will help you." Tianxin stared at him coldly, then took a step forward and beckoned with her right hand.

The whip in her hand emitted crackling electric light. The old man let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

Blue and white electric arcs still flickered over his body, but he was already dead beyond any doubt.

The killing intent in Tianxin's eyes slowly faded, and she put away the whip in her hand.

"Mr. Chen, thank you for just now." Bamu was recovering from a serious injury, and his voice was somewhat weak.

"Take this medicine; it will replenish your Origin and nourish your Qi." Chen Yu took out a pill and handed it to Bamu.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Bamu nodded. He took the medicine from Chen Yu's hand and tilted his head back to swallow it.

After taking it, he felt an indescribable comfort throughout his body. Chen Yu's pill made his injured body feel better immediately.

The disciples under the Seven Star Sect were all injured to varying degrees. Chen Yu's miraculous healing skills worked, and in less than half an hour, these people were all full of life again.

"Shall we go together?" Chen Yu turned his head to look at Guan Xin.

Tianxin nodded slightly, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me. I said I'd protect you from now on; let's see who dares to make a move," Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"Who exactly are you? Which sect do you belong to?" Tianxin asked.

"No sect, no school, just me alone," Chen Yu spread his hands, "Perhaps you have fallen into a misconception; not everyone needs to belong to a sect."