“Kid! How dare you show your aura!”
A sect elder in golden robes roared, his voice echoing through the desolate mountains, “This place is a dead end! The Si Lu family has offered a generous reward. Surrender and you might still have a sliver of your soul left, but resisting will only lead to your complete destruction!”
David raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the sea of people, his lips remaining unmoving.
“Too much nonsense.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward.
With just one step, the black stone ground beneath his feet cracked silently, and fine cracks spread in all directions.
He was like a black bolt of lightning, alone, breaking straight into the encirclement of thousands of cultivators.
Boom!
The encirclement formation immediately exploded, unleashing a barrage of spells, flying swords, talismans, and the sect’s mystic powers. Streams of multi-colored spiritual light spread out as destructive torrents, aiming to obliterate the man in black who had entered the formation into ashes in an instant.
Canfeng and Canfei clenched their fists, their hearts pounding. Canfei couldn’t help but let out a soft cry and instinctively tried to charge forward, but Jiang Xuelan gently pressed her shoulder.
“Don’t rush, just watch.”
As the wave of magical energy struck David, the Dragon Slaying Sword was slowly swung horizontally in a circle.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a grey and white divine punishment sword energy that spread out like water.
Wherever this sword energy touched, magical artifacts shattered bit by bit, spells vanished into thin air, and the protective shields activated by the cultivators crumbled into pieces like thin paper.
*Ching!*
*Ching!*
*Ching!*
A series of neat yet soft slashing sounds rang out one after another.
David moved among the thousands of cultivators, his figure elusive. With each sword slash, a cultivator’s foundation and soul were annihilated by the divine punishment power.
He did not intentionally pursue anything, nor did he waste any excess energy. His sword movements were simple and cold, each move aimed directly at the source.
Someone unleashed their natal magic weapon to launch a devastating attack. The magic weapon was eroded by divine punishment runes as soon as it approached within ten feet of the target, instantly decaying and shattering. The person holding the magic weapon then had their head severed.
Several Grand Luo cultivators joined forces to form a formation, unleashing a heavy, mountain-like Grand Order Divine Seal to suppress the attack.
David raised his sword and swung it upwards, a grey-white sword arc splitting the sky, shattering the heavy Grand Order Divine Seal. The seal, along with the several people who formed the formation, turned into smoke under the judgment power.
Cries echoed one after another, but they could not stop the figure in black.
David charged from the east side of the encirclement, sweeping all the way to the west side. Wherever the divine punishment sword energy from the Dragon Slaying Sword passed, no one survived.
The sea of thousands of cultivators, which seemed incredibly powerful, appeared as fragile as withered grass in the face of the cultivation path he had just refined.
Canfeng and Canfei stood in the distance, their eyes wide, their bodies trembling slightly.
They had seen their own kind fight each other, and they had seen dragons fight to the death, but they had never witnessed a battle like this.
This was not a direct brutal clash, but a crushing defeat.
David remained calm and indifferent the entire time, as if he were not fighting to the death against thousands of cultivators, but merely sweeping away weeds on the roadside.
Despite possessing immense killing intent and countless spells, not even a single corner of his clothing could be harmed.
Less than half an hour later.
The last cultivator who tried to escape was trapped in the void by a divine punishment sword aura flying from afar, and his soul was annihilated.
The sound suddenly subsided.
The brilliant escaping light, magical energy, and war flags had all vanished.
Crossing thousands of miles of barren mountains, corpses were scattered across the ground, and blood flowed slowly in the black rock ravines, filling the air with a pungent smell of blood. Of the thousands of cultivators who came to surround them, not a single one managed to escape.
David sheathed his sword, and the Dragon Slaying Sword turned into a stream of light and then disappeared into his body.
His black robe was stained with a few scattered drops of blood. He raised his hand and gently wiped away the drops of blood, and they instantly evaporated and disappeared. The aura of divine punishment surrounding him slowly receded, returning him to a state of calm.
He slowly turned around and looked at the two stunned teenagers in the shadow of the Demon Suppressing Tower.
Canfeng’s mouth hung open, unable to utter a word for a long time. His perception of the Master’s power was completely overturned at this moment.
The crippled man stood there blankly, his pupils trembling. He unconsciously swallowed, the admiration he had felt earlier turning into shock from the depths of his soul.
The legend of the dragon that I had once heard from the old clan head seemed so insignificant compared to what I saw before me.
FAQ Novel
Q: What is the main event of this chapter?
A: This chapter details a significant confrontation where a single individual faces numerous pursuers.
Q: Who are the key figures in this scene?
A: The scene focuses on David, who is facing many cultivators, with Canfeng and Canfei present, and Jiang Xuelan protecting two boys.
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