Chapter 922: Ambushed on All Sides

He turned and glanced at Yu Sichen, sneering, "Fine, since Chen Yu dares to come, I will make sure he never returns. I will let you watch with your own eyes how he dies before you."

"I will watch how he buries your Tiance Sword Mansion with his own hands," Yu Sichen said coldly, raising her head without a hint of fear.

"Yu Sichen... this is the last time I will save you," the Ancestral Ghost's weak, listless voice sounded in her consciousness once again.

"Thanks, you don't need to save me," Yu Sichen said indifferently.

"If I don't save you, I will die too; we are one body now," the Ancestral Ghost roared in anger.

"Then you are saving yourself, don't talk about saving me," Yu Sichen sneered.

"Fine, fine, Yu Sichen, I have never seen anyone as ungrateful as you," the Ancestral Ghost roared furiously. "You are currently locked by profound iron chains that bind your bones, and I cannot unleash my full strength. If it weren't for your reckless attack, it wouldn't be like this."

"Do you still not understand?" Yu Sichen smiled. "I am using you. I have long since taken life and death lightly; rather than being controlled by you after the contract and becoming a Walking Corpse, it is better for me to end my life happily."

The three hundred disciples of Tiance Sword Mansion were now all gathered within the mountain gate.

Four of the Six Sword Sects and eight of the Twelve Gates had now gathered at Tiance Sword Mansion, with numbers more than double that of Tiance Sword Mansion.

Liang Jinsheng's rallying power was indeed strong, and with the Cultivator Heart Method and Miyuan Pill promised by Chen Yu, inciting a group of people to oppose Tiance Sword Mansion was actually not difficult.

The disciples in Tiance Sword Mansion relied on their sect being the largest in Jiangnan and the head of Xuanwu Pavilion, so for these years, they had bullied and ignored disciples from other sects.

Moreover, Tiance Sword Mansion plundered resources from all sides, and the quotas for disciples from other sects to enter Tianxin Pavilion for advanced study were becoming fewer and fewer, which led to long-standing grievances from all sides.

In a massive plaza, more than ten experts of the Martial Ancestor Realm glared at Chen Yu.

The foundation of Tiance Sword Mansion was still quite strong; just these ten or more disciples of the Martial Ancestor Realm, if placed in the Jianghu, would be experts that no one could provoke.

"I'll give you five more minutes. If your person in charge still doesn't come out, don't blame me for starting a massacre," Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Arrogant brat, you dare to come to our Tiance Sword Mansion to run wild?" Following a thunderous roar in mid-air, Wang Zhonglou stepped out and appeared on the scene.

"You are the one in charge?" Chen Yu looked at Wang Zhonglou with a sidelong glance, his brows knitting together. There was a trace of cold, sinister aura on Wang Zhonglou; this aura should have come from Yu Sichen.

"This old man is indeed the acting sect leader of Tiance Sword Mansion, Wang Zhonglou. Brat, you are Chen Yu?" Wang Zhonglou had now taken the Spirit Medicine of the sect, and the decadence after his injury was swept away.

Now that a great enemy was before him, he had to face the enemy in his peak state.

"I am Chen Yu," Chen Yu raised his head and looked at Wang Zhonglou. "I think you also know the purpose of my coming to Tiance Sword Mansion, right?"

"You came here to seek death. You killed the Elder of my sect and hung his corpse at the sect gate. This is a great humiliation to our Tiance Sword Mansion. It is good that you came; it saves me from looking for you everywhere," Wang Zhonglou sneered.

"Then your Tiance Sword Mansion is benevolent and righteous on the surface, but acts despicably and shamelessly. Shouldn't you be killed?" Chen Yu said coldly. "The Huizhao Shitai killed by Duan Ziqi was a high monk who had attained the Dao."

"She lived in seclusion in the Mountain, unconcerned with the world, and spent her life saving countless wandering souls, with boundless merit. When did such an expert offend your Tiance Sword Mansion that you had to exterminate her?" Chen Yu said in a deep voice.

"Brat, don't spout nonsense without evidence. Our Tiance Sword Mansion is the number one Martial Dao Sect in the world. Not to mention that we didn't kill her, even if we really did, what can you do about it?"

A Martial Ancestor disciple, in order to show his loyalty, stepped forward and scolded Chen Yu angrily.

"Look, is this the style of your Tiance Sword Mansion? A large sect can kill the innocent indiscriminately?" Chen Yu laughed out of extreme anger. Suddenly, he unleashed a Divine Sense attack.

Pfft... The Martial Ancestor disciple spat out blood, his body flew five or six meters away, and he couldn't catch his breath, collapsing to the ground.

"Senior Brother Liu..." A group of people hurriedly went up to look, but the disciple's dantian was destroyed and his meridians were completely severed; he would never be able to practice martial arts again in his life.

"Kill him." The crowd of disciples immediately turned red-eyed. Chen Yu had suddenly injured someone within their sect; this was simply not putting them in his eyes, and it was extremely insulting.

"Those who want to die, come over." Chen Yu reached out and beckoned, and Lichen suddenly appeared, the sword body suspended three feet above Chen Yu, with more than ten strands of Sword Qi already condensed on Lichen.

With the growth of Chen Yu's strength, the Sword Intent of Lichen became even sharper, and the massive Sword Intent forced these ten or more Martial Ancestor disciples to retreat step by step.

"Seven Imperial Spirit Weapons, Lichen." Liang Jinsheng behind him exclaimed, and the disciples behind him retreated involuntarily; they were forced by the Sword Intent and could not stand firm at all.

At this moment, Chen Yu's strength was unleashed without reservation. For a time, Sword Intent intertwined in the field, making everyone feel terrified.

"What realm is this exactly?" someone from the Twelve Gates asked in shock.

"At least above the Martial Ancestor Realm, or... a Dharma Cultivator?" someone replied.

"For the past ten years, Tiance Sword Mansion has supported secular forces, interfered in the affairs of ordinary people, and slaughtered those who disagreed. At least twenty cases of sect extermination in Jinling were all committed by Tiance Sword Mansion."

"Today, I shall use the sharp blade in my hand to prove the Dao through killing and destroy this sect. All Martial Dao forces in Jinling, remember: cultivate virtue through martial arts, cultivate the heart through benevolence. If anyone dares to bully the good with their Martial Dao status in the future, they shall be executed."

Chen Yu's deep, resonant voice sounded on the scene. He stepped forward slowly, his figure floating in mid-air. He gestured into the void with his right hand, and a dark cloud gathered in the sky.

A vortex appeared in the thick black cloud, and Chen Yu was right in the center of the vortex. He gripped his right hand, and Lichen appeared in his hand. At this moment, Chen Yu stood in the void, looking like a god.

The people from the Twelve Gates watched Chen Yu with fear and trepidation. When Chen Yu went to the Liang Mansion for the appointment that day, most of the people in charge of the Twelve Gates were present.

They thought Chen Yu was young at the time, so they didn't think Chen Yu had much strength, but now looking at Chen Yu in mid-air, they realized how ridiculous their initial thoughts were.

They couldn't tell what Chen Yu's realm was before, but now that Chen Yu's strength was unleashed without reservation, they finally felt shocked.

This was actually the Primordial Qi Realm; this was a proper Dharma Cultivator. No wonder he dared to go to the Liang Clan's banquet with his own strength.

If the people of the Twelve Gates had any ulterior motives that day, they would surely have died very miserably.

"Form the array." Wang Zhonglou stared fixedly at Chen Yu in mid-air, his eyes now truly splitting with rage.