Chapter 111: Slaughter

A sharp sword beam aimed straight at Yin Tianfang’s forehead. The piercing sword energy caused a fine wound to appear between his brows, from which a thin trickle of blood seeped out.

Suddenly, a flash of purple light shimmered, and a diamond-shaped purple shard hovered at the center of Yin Tianfang’s brow.

“Ding!” The long sword struck the purple shard but could no longer advance an inch. Narrowing his eyes, a cold gleam flickered from them as Yin Tianfang snapped his fingers, flicking the sword away with force. Raising his head, he fixed his gaze on the middle-aged man before him, a fierce killing intent bursting forth.

Raising a finger, a flash of purple light vanished in an instant. At the same time, Yin Tianfang lightly tapped the void with his toes, leaving streaks of afterimages in the air as he charged toward the few men opposite him.

Boom!

His aura fully unleashed, a terrifying momentum erupted like a volcanic explosion, sweeping through the void with a sound akin to a tsunami. This overwhelming force stirred up wild winds.

“Foundation Establishment Stage!” The few men across from him instantly changed expression upon sensing this dreadful aura. They knew Yin Tianfang’s background; years ago, they had already been elders of their sect, while he was a mere fledgling newly embarking on the immortal path. Yet now, several years later, Yin Tianfang had suddenly leapt into a Foundation Establishment Stage powerhouse.

Such a drastic transformation shook their minds—it was utterly unfathomable!

“Die!” The chilling voice cut through like the bitter wind from the nine Netherworlds, bone-piercing cold, snapping everyone back to reality. Feeling the deadly killing intent radiating from Yin Tianfang, the men’s faces turned pale.

“Disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect, form the formation!” At a command, countless flying swords soared into the sky, converging into a sword dragon that radiated a staggering energy.

This sword dragon condensed the cultivation of hundreds of Azure Cloud Sect disciples below. Though individually not very powerful, their combined strength formed a tremendously terrifying force. Even with Yin Tianfang now at Foundation Establishment Stage, his expression grew somewhat grave.

“Attack!” Countless figures stood atop the main peak of the Mysterious Dao Sect, shouting in unison with a voice that shook the heavens. The dragon-like sword beast roared and charged directly at Yin Tianfang.

With a flick of his sleeve, a massive hand materialized out of thin air, slamming fiercely forward.

Boom!

The giant hand struck the sword dragon’s head, unleashing a thunderous roar. Then the hand shattered explosively, and the dragon roared again, rushing at Yin Tianfang once more.

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Narrowing his eyes, Yin Tianfang’s form shattered and swiftly shifted, constantly changing position. His gaze swept over the hundreds of Azure Cloud Sect disciples below, a cold ruthlessness gleaming deep within.

“Hmph!” With a cold snort, Yin Tianfang flashed forward, shooting straight at the elders in the air. A streak of purple light vanished as he instantly pierced one man’s chest.

A scream rang out, and a corpse fell from the sky, plunging into the Clear Water River below. Witnessing this, the others’ faces turned grim.

“Fall back into the sect, activate the protective formation!” a senior elder shouted loudly. As an elder of the Mysterious Dao Sect, he naturally knew how to activate the sect’s protective array.

Once they retreated into the sect and activated the protective formation, even someone at Foundation Establishment Stage like Yin Tianfang would be unable to break through it.

“Activate the protective formation and contact Elder Huanglong to send reinforcements!” the middle-aged man in charge commanded loudly.

Upon hearing this, Yin Tianfang’s killing intent intensified. With a roar, streams of crimson light burst forth from his body like sharp blades, rushing toward the main peak of the Mysterious Dao Sect.

His figure flickered, and within a few breaths, Yin Tianfang approached the air above the sect’s main peak.

At that moment, the sword dragon charged forward, its body swirling with razor-sharp sword energy that sliced through the void. Yin Tianfang abruptly turned, slamming a palm onto the dragon’s body, forcing it backward.

Seeing the middle-aged man and several elders about to enter the main peak’s domain, Yin Tianfang snorted coldly. Forming hand seals with both hands, his speed instantly reached its peak, appearing as if teleporting. In the blink of an eye, he stood atop the main peak.

“Damn!” The middle-aged man’s heart sank. His body abruptly halted midair.

Yin Tianfang looked upward at the man and the others, a faint cold smile curling on his lips.

Glancing at the massed Azure Cloud Sect disciples, he flicked his sleeve. A fierce gust of wind surged forth, an invisible giant hand slamming down upon them.

Boom!

A roaring sound erupted as a white light barrier flickered, blocking the invisible hand. Inside the barrier, many disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect groaned; some weaker ones paled slightly, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

“Let’s see how long you can hold out,” Yin Tianfang said grimly. These men were united as one; if this light barrier broke, shattering their formation, they would suffer devastating injuries. Such formations could only be broken by overwhelming cultivation power.

Yet these people would not stand idly by and let Yin Tianfang attack. Shouts of defiance rang out within the barrier; the sword dragon roared back, circling atop the light barrier, glaring fiercely at Yin Tianfang.

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Yin Tianfang’s expression was indifferent. Clapping his palm on his storage pouch, several flying swords shot forth, charging toward the sword dragon formed from countless flying swords.

“Explode!” With a cold shout, several thunderous blasts echoed in the air, white mist spreading as terrifying waves whipped up a wild gale. Amid the fierce explosions, the void trembled. The countless flying swords composing the sword dragon emitted cracking sounds.

With a slight movement of his mind, blooming lotus flowers appeared around Yin Tianfang. Raising his hand, a rain of petals descended, all falling upon the light barrier.

This rain of petals was in fact strands of sword energy. Countless sword energies struck the same point on the barrier, which trembled violently. Inside, the disciples’ eyes showed panic.

The light barrier was a protective layer formed from their combined aura to ensure they would not be slain while forming the sword dragon formation and commanding it to assault the enemy.

The higher their cultivation, the stronger the barrier and the more powerful the sword dragon. Once the barrier shattered, those inside would be as helpless as chicks before Yin Tianfang.

“Crack!” Under the onslaught of countless lotus sword energies, a crack gradually appeared on the barrier. The sword dragon roared and charged toward Yin Tianfang again.

Narrowing his eyes, Yin Tianfang ignored the sword dragon’s assault. Gritting his teeth, surging spiritual power burst forth from his body. Forming hand seals, a thick sword energy fiercely stabbed at the crack.

Boom!

The barrier shattered explosively, and countless figures were blasted flying backward. The sword dragon halted mere feet from Yin Tianfang. As the Azure Cloud Sect disciples’ formation collapsed, the sword dragon gradually dissolved, turning back into flying swords.

Yin Tianfang’s expression was icy cold as he stepped forward. Streams of crimson light, like the scythe of death, swept through, slashing countless figures.

Within moments, blood flowed like a river, the thick stench of blood permeating the air. Hundreds of Azure Cloud Sect disciples lay dead.

Yin Tianfang stood there, raising his head to look at the few figures in the sky. A flash of scarlet light flickered in his eyes.