578: Chapter 578 One sentence, and they kill each other!

As soon as the voice fell.

Shen Qingyi gripped the short sword in her hand, her wrist flicking as the blade transformed into a streak of cold light, stabbing straight toward Bai Yujing's chest!

Bai Yujing's pupils suddenly constricted.

He couldn't die!

He was the Bai family's Guest Elder, a top-tier powerhouse of the Late Golden Core Stage; how could he die at the hands of a Heaven Realm junior?

In a flash, he no longer cared about Ye Chen's threat. The true qi inside his body surged frantically as he struck out with his right palm.

With this palm, he used all his strength.

The palm wind whistled, heading straight for Shen Qingyi's face.

"Junior, you're looking for death!"

However.

Before his palm could even touch Shen Qingyi, a hand reached out from the side, its five fingers clamping onto his wrist like iron pincers.

The next second.

With a surge of force, the true qi inside Bai Yujing's body was instantly dispersed by the grip.

Ye Chen's voice then drifted out indifferently.

"I said, no resisting."

"You violated my rule."

Bai Yujing's expression changed drastically. He wanted to pull back his wrist, but Ye Chen's fingers were like they were welded shut, not moving in the slightest.

The next second.

Ye Chen gave the wrist a twist.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking exploded in the night sky, so crisp it made one's scalp tingle.

Bai Yujing's right arm was shattered inch by inch, and white bone fragments pierced through his skin as blood gushed out.

"Ah!!!"

Bai Yujing let out a heart-wrenching scream, his whole body hunching over in pain as beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down from his forehead.

Ye Chen was expressionless as he raised his foot and kicked him in the lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

This kick hit the energy center directly.

Bai Yujing's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily onto the ground and sliding several meters, dragging out a long trail of blood on the surface.

Immediately after.

Everyone watched in shock as...

Bai Yujing lay prone on the ground, his entire body trembling violently as he vomited large mouthfuls of blood.

The energy center was shattered.

The Golden Core was gone.

His century of bitter cultivation vanished into nothingness under this single kick.

Bai Yujing lay in a pool of blood, feeling the true qi inside him draining away like sand from his shattered energy center, unable to grasp it no matter what.

His aura was rapidly fading, and in the blink of an eye, he had become a crippled man.

"No... no..."

Bai Yujing panicked and was filled with terror, completely losing the prestige of a Bai family Guest Elder.

He was like a dog with a broken spine, lying on the ground, his whole body twitching.

The surroundings were deathly silent.

Everyone was so terrified by this scene that they were speechless.

One move.

Just one move.

The Bai family's Guest Elder of the Late Golden Core Stage had his energy center crippled by Ye Chen in a single move, becoming a useless man.

The faces of several Tianyi Sect disciples were as pale as paper, their legs shaking like leaves, and some even slumped directly to the ground.

A disciple from the Hehuan Sect even fainted from fright.

Those Japanese men were even worse, kneeling on the ground one by one, their bodies trembling, not even daring to raise their heads.

"My god... Elder Bai... he's crippled?"

"A powerhouse of the Late Golden Core Stage had his energy center kicked to pieces? How is this possible?"

"That's the Bai family's Guest Elder! A dignified Late Golden Core Stage powerhouse!"

"What kind of monster is Ye Chen? What exactly is his cultivation level?"

...

The whole place was in an uproar!

Countless people fell into terror!

They never expected...

That Ye Chen would actually be heaven-defying to this extent!

However.

Ye Chen ignored those voices, only looking down at Bai Yujing lying in the pool of blood, and spoke indifferently.

"Qingyi, continue."

Shen Qingyi came back to her senses, gripped her short sword, and walked step by step to the front of Bai Yujing.

Bai Yujing lay on the ground and raised his head, looking at Shen Qingyi's face full of hatred, then looked at Ye Chen with a face full of terror.

"Ye... Ye Chen, you will regret this."

"Opposing the Bai family, you will definitely not have a good end!"

"The Bai family's foundation is not something you can imagine!"

"Just wait... the Bai family won't let you go..."

Ye Chen looked down at him, expressionless: "Finished? Then shut your mouth and die."

Bai Yujing stiffened.

Shen Qingyi took a deep breath, gripped the short sword with both hands, and raised it high.

Under the moonlight, the sword blade shimmered with a cold light, reflecting her bloodshot eyes.

She thought of her grandfather.

She thought of the old man who stood before the mountain gate, using his body to block the enemy.

She thought of his unclosed eyes before he died.

She thought of the cold laughter of those people when his pleading conditions were trampled upon.

"This sword strike is for my grandfather."

Shen Qingyi's voice was very soft, yet it was like a knife cutting through the silence of the night.

The short sword fell.

"Puchi—"

The sword tip pierced his heart, and blood gushed out.

Bai Yujing's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes bulging as blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth and flowed down his chin.

The next second.

His head slumped to the side, his breath completely gone.

The Bai family's Guest Elder, a top-tier powerhouse of the Late Golden Core Stage, thus died in the cold night wind of Fukuoka Port.

The whole place was deathly silent.

Everyone's minds went blank.

Bai Yujing was dead.

Truly dead.

His heart was pierced by a sword from a junior in the Heaven Realm.

Several Tianyi Sect disciples finally couldn't hold on and knelt on the ground one after another.

"Mr. Ye, have mercy!"

"We were only following orders; it wasn't our choice to come!"

"Please give us a way to live, we won't dare to do it again!"

...

The people from the Hehuan Sect also knelt down. The disciple who had fainted from fright was woken up by someone pinching their philtrum; upon seeing the situation, they fainted again.

Those Japanese men were even worse, each lying on the ground, their foreheads hitting the ground with a thud as they shouted things like "Mercy," "We won't dare," and "Please" in broken Dragon Country language.

Pleading and crying echoed in the night sky.

Ye Chen stood in place, his gaze sweeping over the crowd kneeling on the ground.

"Fine, I'll give you a chance."

Everyone's crying stopped abruptly, and they all raised their heads with eyes full of hope.

Ye Chen looked at them and said word by word.

"Among you people, only one can live."

"Whoever can kill until they are the last one left can leave alive."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd kneeling on the ground fell silent.

They didn't hear wrong, did they?

Ye Chen actually wanted them to slaughter each other?

What a bastard!

He's truly a piece of work!

But soon.

Many people's breathing became rapid as they secretly looked at the people around them...

Then.

The first person moved.

It was a Tianyi Sect disciple who suddenly lunged at his companion beside him, striking the crown of the other's head with a palm.

Before that companion could react, his head split open, and blood and brains splattered everywhere.

"I'm sorry! I don't want to die!"

The disciple's eyes were red as he roared and lunged at the next target.

The others also went crazy.

Some drew swords, some struck with palms, and some even used their teeth to bite.

Flashing blades and shadows of swords, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Screams!

Pleas for mercy!

Curses!

They were all intertwined, echoing in the night sky.

The ugliness of human nature was displayed to the fullest at this moment!

Blood stained the ground red as bodies fell one after another.

Shen Qingyi stood to the side, her face turning pale as she watched this bloody scene.

Shu Yuan and Jiang Daoxuan looked at each other, both seeing deep apprehension in each other's eyes.

With just one sentence, he made a group of people slaughter each other for him.

What kind of control was this?

But thinking about it...

If you want to live, you have to kill. If it were them, what would they choose?

Qingwu's expression remained normal, only watching quietly.

She had seen too many of Ye Chen's methods and was no longer surprised.

Besides...

These people had first destroyed someone else's sect; their current end was merely reaping what they had sown.

...

A few minutes later.

The sounds of slaughter gradually subsided.

The ground was covered with bodies strewn in all directions, and blood pooled into small streams, shimmering with a dark red light under the moonlight.

The only one still standing was a Japanese man.

He was covered in blood, holding a dripping Tachi in his hand, panting heavily.

He looked around at the corpses on the ground, a flash of wild joy from surviving a disaster appearing in his eyes.

"I... I won!"

"I'm the last one!"

He threw away the Tachi, turned around, and knelt toward Ye Chen, his forehead hitting the ground heavily.

"Mr. Ye, I won!"

"I can leave now, right? Please keep your promise!"

Ye Chen looked down at him and suddenly smiled.

"Yes, you won."

The Japanese man was overjoyed and quickly scrambled up, turning to run.

"But..."

Ye Chen's voice came slowly from behind him.

"I've changed my mind."

The Japanese man's footsteps suddenly stiffened, as if an immobilization spell had been cast on him, freezing him in place.

He slowly turned around, his face full of terror: "Na... Nani?"

Ye Chen smiled.

"I said, I've changed my mind."

"You won't live either."

The Japanese man's face turned completely white, his legs going weak as he fell to his knees with a thud.

"W-Why?"

"You said the last one could live!"

"You can't go back on your word!"

Ye Chen looked at him and shrugged: "Because... you are a Japanese man."