Chapter 711: The Wu Family's Calamity

"That person used anonymity, I am not too sure, but I always feel that something is going to happen to the Wu family tonight, so I gathered you all here and notified your grandmaster."

Wu Zhen furrowed his brows and said: "Regardless, everyone be careful. I am trying to contact Xingguo to ask what exactly is going on."

There was a trace of worry between Wu Zhen's brows. He did not know why, but he felt extremely restless, which was very abnormal for a master of the Martial Ancestor Realm.

One must know that for someone who has reached his level, their state of mind is as stable as a rock and generally would not be disturbed by external forces, but now he felt flustered and distracted; he felt this was an omen.

An omen that something was definitely going to happen to their Wu family, which is why he gathered all his Martial True Realm disciples in the middle of the night to deal with that unknown matter.

"Fine, I will send people to investigate. If someone really dares to come to the Wu family, they will surely have no way back. If this is fake, whoever released this false information, I will make them pay the price." Wu Zhen's eldest disciple saw his master's serious expression and began to take it seriously as well.

Suddenly, a sharp aura struck, and immediately after, a human figure was forcibly thrown out. Everyone was shocked and shouted one after another: "Who is it?"

The person who was thrown out landed on the ground with a thud. He was covered in blood, and his aura was extremely weak. Immediately after, several more figures flashed by, and Chen Yu and Zhang Zhengwen appeared before everyone's eyes.

"It's Xingguo." Wu Zhen was shocked; only then did he discover that the person lying on the ground was indeed his grandson, Wu Xingguo.

Now, Wu Xingguo was covered in blood, lying on the ground without moving, no different from being dead. Several disciples hurriedly stepped forward to turn him over. Seeing Wu Xingguo's state, Wu Zhen was enraged.

He reached out to probe and knew that Wu Xingguo's internal organs had been shattered by someone using a very deep palm technique. He was now in a state of being on the verge of death, with only one breath left.

"Grandfather... save, save me." Wu Xingguo mustered his last breath, clutching Wu Zhen tightly.

"Who did this?" Wu Zhen raised his head abruptly, his gaze landing on Zhang Zhengwen: "Zhang Zhengwen, if you don't explain clearly what is going on today, I will have your Zhang Clan removed from the four great Martial Arts Families and disappear forever."

"You have wanted to do this for a long time, haven't you?" Zhang Zhengwen glanced at Wu Zhen indifferently: "However, I am afraid you will be disappointed. As for your own grandson, you know in your heart how much evil he has done himself. Mr. Chen will naturally explain this matter to you clearly."

"Mr. Chen?" Wu Zhen turned around in confusion and looked at Chen Yu: "Are you Mr. Chen?"

"That's right, the junior Chen Yu." Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Chen Yu? Never heard of you. Who exactly are you? Was my grandson's injury caused by you?" Wu Zhen shouted in a deep voice.

"You will remember me. As for Wu Xingguo's injury, it was indeed done by me," Chen Yu said proudly.

"You bastard." Wu Zhen was furious: "How exactly did my grandson offend you that you could injure him like this?"

"Then why don't you ask him yourself?" Chen Yu looked at Wu Zhen with slanted eyes: "Do you not know in your heart what your precious grandson has done, how much evil he has committed, and how many messes you have cleaned up for him?"

"The saying goes that people act and Heaven watches. He was smug when bullying ordinary people, but unfortunately, he kicked an iron plate today," Chen Yu sneered.

"Kid, my grandson has the strength of the Martial True Realm. You being able to beat him like this counts as having decent strength. I will give you one chance: commit suicide, so I don't have to do it myself." Wu Zhen was already enraged: "Otherwise, when I make a move, I am afraid you will suffer a lot of pain."

"Since I dared to come, it proves I am not afraid." Chen Yu sneered: "Now I will also give you a chance. Your grandson has committed many evils and should have died long ago. Now that he still has one breath left, you kill him with one palm in front of me, and I will guarantee that your Wu Clan will not be destroyed."

"Otherwise, the Wu Clan will disappear from Shengjing today and be removed from the four great Martial Arts Families," Chen Yu shouted.

"Arrogant! Master, I will tear this kid to pieces." A disciple was furious; he could no longer stand Chen Yu acting so cocky here. He stepped forward, roared, and was about to attack Chen Yu.

"Just you?" Chen Yu smiled. He curled his right hand and pointed a finger, and a Spiritual Light shot into the sky. That disciple's figure stiffened, then he was sent flying backward violently. A mist of blood exploded from his body, and he hit the wall with a thud, passing out.

"Eldest Senior Brother..." The remaining seven Martial True Realm disciples were extremely angry. They roared: "Avenge the Eldest Senior Brother."

A group of people stepped forward one after another and surrounded Chen Yu.

"Come together then." Chen Yu's voice was as loud as a bell. Facing seven Martial True Realm experts, he did not show the slightest intention of retreating.

Actually, the gap between the same realm is quite large. Take Wu Xingguo for example; although he is also in the Martial True Realm, there is too much "water" in his cultivation, as he was completely piled up by Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

However, these seven are genuine Martial True Realm experts. They did not have Wu Xingguo's good fortune; no one desperately piled Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures for them. They all advanced based on their own strength.

But compared to Chen Yu, their strength is truly worlds apart.

"Kill him, avenge Xingguo and the Eldest Senior Brother." One person roared viciously. With a loud shout, all seven rushed toward Chen Yu.

Since he wanted to establish his authority, Chen Yu naturally would not be polite.

He beckoned with his right hand, and Lichen was in his hand. With a clear whistle, Lichen conjured a sword aura over a zhang long, enveloping these seven people within it.

Immediately after, the sharp Sword Qi took on thousands of forms, surrounding these people like swimming fish.

"Not good, retreat! Everyone, back off!" Wu Zhen suddenly felt the monstrous battle intent in Chen Yu's Sword Intent. This aura was far beyond even his own as a Martial Ancestor Realm expert. He suddenly realized that this person was not a Martial Ancestor Realm expert at all. A terrifying thought flashed through his mind: Chen Yu is a Dharma Cultivator.

However, his shout was a step too late. The Sword Qi, like swimming fish, surrounded the seven people and then suddenly tightened, condensing into seven streaks of Sword Light that struck the seven.

The powerful Sword Qi sent these people flying high. Seven mists of blood exploded, and accompanied by screams, the seven fell to the ground in a heap.

Chen Yu struck with one sword, and the Lichen in his hand disappeared. He stared at the seven and sneered: "That's it?"

The injuries on the seven were not heavy, but anyone injured by Lichen, if the wounds are not treated in time or are treated improperly, the wounds will continuously worsen, so even a light injury would likely cost a person their life.

Furthermore, Chen Yu's sword was meant to establish authority. This sword not only repelled the enemies, but the Qi seas in their dantians were destroyed, and the entire cultivation of the seven was completely washed away.