Chapter 1103: 582: One Finger Executes the Refining God!

Chapter 1103: Chapter 582: One Finger Executes the Refining God!

Each gathered their strength, unleashing madness.

Several mountain peaks collapsed, and the Blood Sword Sect’s mountain gate, which had previously experienced a great battle, was plowed over again, becoming even more dilapidated.

At this moment, Chen Yuan felt utterly content.

Likewise, Guan Hai felt the same.

He believed he had probed Chen Yuan’s strength, indeed it was strong, but he could handle it, no longer surprised as before.

He believed that if Chen Yuan had a blade, he had a blade too.

Chen Yuan had strength, and so did he.

What was there to fear?

The Sword Light stretched across the sky, fighting spirit soared to the heavens, Chen Yuan lavishly wielded his power, gradually shifting the battlefield into the Black Blood Mountain Range.

Guan Hai believed he was not inferior to Chen Yuan, but ultimately, true power tells the tale, Chen Yuan simply was stronger because his strength kept increasing progressively.

Fighting, Guan Hai could only retreat.

Although he had the power to retaliate, he was still suppressed in a truly aggrieved manner.

Meanwhile, Mo Bai had already finished his battle, from start to finish, it took roughly only half a quarter-hour to drive his long sword into Zhao Rufeng’s chest.

Though he was indeed previously wounded at his Origin, his strength remained sufficient, dealing with a True Core Martial Artist didn’t take long, Zhao Rufeng wasn’t some extraordinary talent of the age, lacking the strength to fight beyond his realm.

The long sword pierced the chest, Zhao Rufeng was pinned to a stone wall used for practicing swordplay at the Blood Sword Sect, with blood quickly staining the stone wall red, the scent of blood rapidly spreading.

“Yan Yue!!!”

Zhao Rufeng spat blood, scars from swords covered his body, his opponent not only intended to kill him but demanded he atone, leaving hundreds of sword scars on him, each as deep as bone.

His robe also turned blood-red.

“Junior brother Zhao, you betrayed the sect, according to the sect rules, you should suffer the torment of ten thousand swords piercing your heart. Now I’ve only left you three hundred and fifty-one sword scars.

You may rest in peace now.”

Mo Bai’s gaze was calm as water, as if viewing a stranger.

“I’m dead, don’t rejoice… too soon, the Blood Sword Sect is… doomed by Liangshan, you think… Chen Yuan alone can resist?

Heh heh… once Liangshan’s strong forces arrive, you will all perish, I… I’ll be waiting for you below!”

Zhao Rufeng stared with wide eyes, unwilling but with life quickly fading, he couldn’t utter any further threats.

In death, what was there to fear?

Daring to betray his sect, he had considered this day, though he didn’t expect it to come so soon.

“You can wait below.”

Mo Bai said no more, reaching out for the iron sword embedded in the stone wall, taking a deep look at the now nearly ruined Blood Sword Sect, sighed lightly.

The past is like wind, the Blood Sword Sect… formally closed.

….

…

“Chen Yuan, you cannot kill me!”

Guan Hai shattered a Sword Light almost upon him, shouting solemnly.

“Until the last moment, avoid being too absolute.” Chen Yuan’s gaze remained calm, unchanged from the beginning, merely Refining God after all, not a Yang God True Monarch, unworthy of fear.

“I acknowledge your strength is substantial, but you definitely cannot overcome me; if today you are willing to retreat, I, Guan, can pretend nothing occurred.”

Guan Hai couldn’t help but say.

He was now at a disadvantage, unable to endure for long; if Chen Yuan had more hidden strength, today he might fall here.

“Punishing the wicked is Chen’s lifelong wish; Liangshan bandits commit countless evil deeds, congregating in rebellion, a thorn in the side of the court. How can you and I coexist peacefully?”

“Don’t you want your foundation at Tangshan? Do you realize the consequences of provoking Liangshan?” Guan Hai threatened.

To those discerning, Chen Yuan being behind Tangshan wasn’t a significant secret, especially given Liangshan’s close ties with Tangshan.

“I’ll handle any consequences myself; Guan Hai, don’t stall, I know you’ve communicated with Liangshan, soon reinforcements will arrive.”

“You… know yet dare to remain here!”

Guan Hai gave Chen Yuan a deep glance, sensing something was off.

For the young man’s demeanor was too calm, daring to face Liangshan so fearlessly was abnormal, as if he had some secret backup plan.

Could he truly not fear Liangshan?

“Liangshan’s gang of bandits has failed for a century, what’s there to fear? Even the ten Immortal Sects don’t concern me, let alone you lot.”

Chen Yuan subtly boasted.

“Hope you’ll still be smiling later.” Guan Hai barked sharply.

“You don’t need to know what’s coming, because… you have no future.” Chen Yuan smiled faintly, seeming certain of Guan Hai’s impending doom.

Guan Hai felt a sinking heart, knowing Chen Yuan was about to utilize his real trump card; otherwise, he wouldn’t speak like this, yet he, Demon Blade Guan Hai, having reigned in Blood State for over a century, was not to be trifled with.

Chen Yuan might have a chance to defeat him, but killing him was nearly impossible.

“Then unleash your true power, let me see; the martial lord who can slay a Barbarian God’s Dharma Body, what prowess you possess!” Guan Hai roared.

Gripped his Yanyue Blade fiercely, directly employing Secret Technique.

Streams of intangible Evil Qi surged skyward, wrapping around him, a powerful Primordial Spirit wave unabashedly erupted, directly locking onto Chen Yuan.

Mere Primordial Energy couldn’t kill Chen Yuan; he must rely on his specialty, using Primordial Spirit to defeat Primordial Spirit!

He simply didn’t believe that newly ascended to Primordial Spirit, Chen Yuan could possibly have methods to restrain him; a breeze blew as Guan Hai stepped forth.

Traversing a hundred feet in an instant, he reached right in front of Chen Yuan, an Evil Qi and fire-surrounded Primordial Spirit burst from his Spirit Platform, aiming straight at Chen Yuan.

Yet at this moment, Chen Yuan did not move, just watched quietly, seeming unaware.

Guan Hai’s lips curled into a smile, victory in sight; his weak point was indeed like this, he used Secret Technique to annihilate Primordial Spirit, Chen Yuan simply couldn’t withstand it!

But, he was jubilant too soon; when he was only a foot away from Chen Yuan.

The surrounding void suddenly solidified, and Chen Yuan lifted a finger, pointing at his brow!

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Finished.

There’ll be another update tonight.