137: The massacre begins

Early the next morning.

Yang Lingchen flew on his sword like a bolt of lightning, speeding toward the Immortal Sword Sect. His expression was grave, and his gaze held a trace of worry.

During this time, Xiao Qingyun's cultivation level successfully achieved a Breakthrough to the King Realm.

Now, besides diligently practicing Cultivate with Yang Lingchen every day, Xiao Qingyun spent the rest of her time ruthlessly torturing Wang Yuyan, showing that her hatred for the woman was bone-deep.

The Cangyun Mountain Range was not far from the Immortal Sword Sect. In less than half a day, Yang Lingchen reached the sect's outskirts on his sword.

Just then, Yang Lingchen keenly noticed something was wrong. Usually, many Disciples would be coming and going around the Immortal Sword Sect, but today the outskirts were exceptionally quiet, with almost no Disciples in sight.

Seeing this, Yang Lingchen's heart tightened. He carefully suppressed his Aura to the limit and flew his sword into the thick clouds.

From ten thousand meters up, Yang Lingchen flew over the Immortal Sword Sect. Peering through the layers of clouds, he was shocked to discover that all the sect's high-ranking members had their cultivation level sealed and were tied to the thick stone pillars on the sect square.

Simultaneously, Yang Lingchen discovered over a hundred thousand troops hidden within the dense forest surrounding the Immortal Sword Sect.

These troops were mostly at the Spirit Sea Realm. Although their individual cultivation level wasn't high, no matter how strong one was, they couldn't withstand the tide-like assault of over a hundred thousand soldiers!

With this thought, Yang Lingchen quietly landed on the outskirts of the Immortal Sword Sect and quickly took out a large number of Spirit Stones.

He planned to set up a powerful Purgatory Blood Fiend Formation outside the forest. With just a thought, he would be able to instantly slaughter the entire army within the woods.

Yang Lingchen moved through the forest like a ghost, precisely burying the glowing Spirit Stones into the formation's nodes.

An hour later, Yang Lingchen's Purgatory Blood Fiend Formation was finally complete.

He then flew aggressively toward the Immortal Sword Sect's mountain gate square. With his current strength, as long as no Saint appeared, he was invincible within the Emperor Realm.

On the Immortal Sword Sect's mountain gate square.

"Sister, do you think Brother Yang will come to save us?"

Tied to a stone pillar, Ouyang Yunfei spoke to Ouyang Yunmeng with a face full of worry.

"I don't know, maybe he will. But I hope he doesn't."

Ouyang Yunmeng's eyes flickered with a trace of gloom, her voice tinged with helplessness.

"Sister, do you like Brother Yang?"

Ouyang Yunfei asked curiously, a hint of slyness in his eyes.

"Shut up!"

Ouyang Yunmeng glared coldly at Ouyang Yunfei, a blush creeping onto her face.

"Sister, I can tell you definitely like Brother Yang. You're just too embarrassed to confess," Ouyang Yunfei said regardless.

"Stay out of my business," Ouyang Yunmeng said coldly, her brow furrowing slightly.

"Sister, if you keep being so aloof, you'll have to watch him fly off with another woman! And I, your brother, will miss out on an excellent... sigh..." Ouyang Yunfei let out a long sigh.

"What would you miss out on? What does it have to do with you?" Ouyang Yunmeng rolled her eyes and snapped.

"I'd miss out on an excellent brother-in-law! Hehe..." Ouyang Yunfei chuckled, revealing a row of white teeth.

*Slap!*

Just then, Xue Jue, the commander of the Phoenix Divine Dynasty's army, walked over haughtily.

He lashed Ouyang Yunfei across the face with a whip and roared sharply, "Stinky brat, you can still laugh at a time like this?"

"F*ck your grandmother! Of all the places to hit, you hit my face. When my brother-in-law gets here, I'll skin you alive!"

Ouyang Yunfei's eyes gleamed with ferocity as he roared in anger.

"You little brat, you're looking for death."

Xue Jue's eyes flashed with a sinister light as he lashed out with the whip again.

*Swish!*

Just then, a heaven-shaking Sword Qi descended like a bolt of lightning, striking Xue Jue with the force of a thunderbolt.

*Boom!*

With a deafening explosion, Xue Jue's body was torn apart by the Sword Qi, and the whip in his hand was shattered into countless fragments.

Then, Yang Lingchen's figure suddenly appeared before the Immortal Sword Sect's mountain gate square.

"I'm sorry. In the end, I still dragged everyone into this."

Looking at Ouyang Yunmeng and the members of the Immortal Sword Sect, a deep sense of guilt flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes, his voice low and apologetic.

"Brother-in-law, why did you hack him to death? I said I was going to skin him," Ouyang Yunfei laughed, his face beaming with excitement.

"There are still some limbs left over there. You can take them back and skin them later."

Yang Lingchen waved his hand, releasing several sharp gusts of sword wind that instantly severed the chains on the Immortal Sword Sect members and skillfully removed the seals on their cultivation level.

"Jie jie jie..."

"Yang Lingchen, you've finally shown up. Hand over the heavenly martial divine pearl and the Sword Cultivator Legacy, and I will leave your corpse intact." A chilling laugh suddenly rang out.

The source of the laughter was Huang Zhongluan from the Middle Continent.

"Wait for me a moment. I'm going to kill a few dogs."

Yang Lingchen gave Ouyang Yunmeng a gentle smile, then turned and unleashed an indestructible Wusheng Sword Qi, which cleaved toward Huang Zhongluan with irresistible force.

Huang Zhongluan hadn't expected Yang Lingchen to be so fast. He hastily swung his sword to meet the attack.

*Clang!*

*Pfft!*

After the collision, Huang Zhongluan was sent flying over ten meters by Yang Lingchen's Wusheng Sword Qi. He spat out several mouthfuls of blood mid-air, his face turning as pale as paper.

"How is this possible? How can you be so strong?"

Terror filled Huang Zhongluan's eyes as his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Pass down the order! All forces attack! Kill this thief in one fell swoop!"

Huangfu Haotian shouted to a vice-general behind him, his voice full of urgency and rage.

At this moment, Huangfu Haotian's eyes were incredibly dark. He hadn't expected Yang Lingchen to Breakthrough to the Emperor Realm so quickly.

At the same time, Huangfu Haotian feared Yang Lingchen's rise more than anyone. Others might be able to run, but his Phoenix Divine Dynasty was rooted in the Southern Wilderness, so he had nowhere to hide.

"Hmph, you still want to use an army against me?" Yang Lingchen snorted with disdain. He then used his Soul to activate the Purgatory Blood Fiend Formation.

"Aaaaah!"

"Help!"

"Aaaaah!"

As the Purgatory Blood Fiend Formation activated, blood-curdling screams echoed from the forest behind the square. Countless soldiers were instantly killed within the formation.

The entire forest became a living hell on earth, with sparks flying and flames raging. The outskirts of the forest seemed to have an insurmountable chasm; no matter how frantically those inside tried to charge out, they couldn't escape.

In less than fifteen minutes, the army of over a hundred thousand and the entire forest were reduced to ashes.

"Brother Huang, Brother Li, Brother Xiang, let's attack together! You can have the heavenly martial divine pearl and the Sword Cultivator Legacy; I only want him dead!" Huangfu Haotian shouted, a look of extreme ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Fine, it's a deal."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four of them simultaneously swung their battle swords and charged aggressively at Yang Lingchen.

"Clowns, you still dare to covet my treasures."

Yang Lingchen's gaze instantly turned cold, and an incomparable, sharp Aura emanated from his body.

His figure transformed into a swift white light, instantly charging at the four with the force of a thunderbolt.

After the Breakthrough to the Emperor Realm, Yang Lingchen's speed had also increased several times over.

*Clang, clang, clang...*

In just a few breaths, they had already exchanged over a hundred blows.

Despite being one against four, Yang Lingchen was not at a disadvantage at all; in fact, he held a clear upper hand.

As the battle continued, his advantage only grew.

*Swish!*

Just then, Yang Lingchen seized a perfect opportunity and slashed a Sword Qi across Xiang Zhengning's neck.

*Thud!*

A large head went flying, and blood sprayed out.

After Yang Lingchen killed one of them, the other three instantly panicked, losing the courage to continue the fight.

Especially Huang Zhongluan; having been injured by Yang Lingchen from the start, he had no desire to keep fighting. As they fought, his figure suddenly retreated, and he fled toward the distant mountains in a panic.

Huangfu Haotian and Li Baiming were left stunned, their faces turning incredibly ugly.

*Swish, swish...*

Yang Lingchen caught an opening and sent another Sword Qi flying, slicing Li Baiming in half as blood rained down.

Without any backup, it took less than a breath for Yang Lingchen to place his battle sword firmly against Huangfu Haotian's neck.