A solitary figure, like the Grim Reaper.
The Grim Reaper, tasked with harvesting souls, always walks alone, doesn't he?
Thousands of onlookers along the way were all so frightened they were beyond themselves, uncontrollably retreating backward until they reached the very edge of the path.
Soon, Chen Yang stepped into the mountain gate of Biluo Sword Valley.
At this moment.
Whether outside the gate or inside, all eyes converged on this spirited young man, as sharp as a drawn sword.
Some were terrified, some envious, some excited and thrilled, as various emotions surged within their hearts.
In his early thirties, yet so outstanding. In the entire southern region, who else could compare?
Among the frightened and agitated crowd.
In fact, there were disciples of the Changsheng Sect who had already infiltrated, along with familiar faces like Shen Shaotian and Qiao Hongchang.
Today was Qiao Hongchang's second time seeing Chen Yang.
The setting was different, but he was still the same person.
Compared to last night, he was now dazzlingly radiant.
And he, an Elder of Windwelcome Academy, could only look up from the crowd, watching this young man he had called a fame-seeking youth, charging into Biluo Sword Valley alone.
One sword sweeps through, none can withstand.
Just...
"I await your death," Qiao Hongchang revealed a ferocious smile.
Sure, you're radiant, but isn't that the brightest moment of fireworks?
With just a bit of time, the light naturally fades away, leaving only a handful of dust.
Inside the mountain gate.
On the vast plaza paved with bluestone, one side was a luxurious hall and a group of Biluo Sword Valley's core members dressed in mourning, led by Valley Master Gu Zhen.
On the other side was a newly constructed stage.
As Chen Yang surveyed the scene, all the people from Biluo Sword Valley were also sizing him up.
"Hmph!"
An elder named Gu Chun, the protector of Biluo Sword Valley, snorted coldly, livid, "Our Biluo Sword Valley has never suffered such humiliation; you're the first."
Honestly, they didn't expect Chen Yang not only to dare to appear but also to arrive in such a sweeping manner.
What did he take Biluo Sword Valley for?
"From what you said, is your Biluo Sword Valley strong?" Chen Yang calmly faced everyone's gaze, speaking indifferently.
Gu Chun's expression was arrogant, "Naturally."
"Then why don't you strike? Hmm?!"
Chen Yang laughed, "Or perhaps, apart from boasting, you're actually just a coward?"
"You..."
Gu Chun's complexion changed, yet in the end, lacked the courage to strike, coldly said, "I'll let you jump around a bit longer. Wait patiently, after Gu Jian completes the ancestor's ceremony, you're first."
"Wait?"
Chen Yang chuckled, "Why should I wait? Or do you really think I'm here for a duel?"
"I'm here to kill."
Chen Yang swung his hand grandly, suddenly disappearing on the spot.
Gu Chun, who had just been calm, felt immediate danger and turned to retreat to the side.
Bang!
The next moment, a massive roar resounded in the scene.
Gu Zhen made his move.
With one palm, he annihilated Chen Yang's attack.
"Not bad."
Gu Zhen, dressed in black, hands behind his back, nodded approvingly.
Witnessing it firsthand today, Gu Zhen was very satisfied with Chen Yang's surging Vitality Force and unparalleled power; if used as a whetstone, Gu Jian's invincible demeanor would significantly grow.
Gu Chun, having narrowly escaped, wiped the large swath of cold sweat from his forehead, retreating hastily by several steps.
"Will the fight happen? Chen Yang has already proven his strength, but facing Gu Jian, nurtured by Biluo Sword Valley's full effort, can he maintain his undefeated myth?"
"..."
Many people knew of Gu Jian, and after learning the story's ins and outs, they were all fired up, engaged in lively discussions.
They also understood that Biluo Sword Valley didn't directly kill Chen Yang with force, allowing him to cause chaos, entirely to pave the way for Gu Jian, letting him forge his own path of invincibility.
For that, the slaughter of some inconsequential people was worth it.
One hailed as the unrivaled prodigy fostered by Biluo Sword Valley's entire clan, the other a man who slaughtered his way to being the world's undefeated; if they fought, the excitement would be indescribable.
But, judging by Gu Zhen's tone and Biluo Sword Valley's patience, Gu Jian's chances seem high.
"Actually, from the moment you stepped into Biluo Sword Valley, your death was already predestined."
Gu Zhen spoke again, slowly, "Since you're doomed either way, serving as a stepping stone for Gu Jian is the last bit of brilliance you can achieve."
"Aren't you assuming too much?" Chen Yang said.
Gu Zhen smiled calmly, "Chen Yang, try your best to be a qualified whetstone."
"Gu Jian will kill you as easily as slaughtering a dog."
A figure in black robes, with a white flower affixed to the cuff, strong and towering as a mountain—the young man was none other than Gu Jian himself, emerging from the hall, his fierce tiger eyes fixed directly on Chen Yang.
"Today, I'll pave the path to hell with your blood."
Boom!
Gu Jian, holding his sword, stepped forward, the ground cracked, and the vast, surging Vitality Force shot up to the sky, his entire being glowing faintly.
Majestic divine power, shaking heaven and earth.
As the distance closed, his sharp eyes like a hawk locked onto Chen Yang, simply watching him.
"Killing so many people in Biluo Sword Valley, did it feel fulfilling? Hmm?!" Gu Jian, with hands behind his back, scrutinized, his smile gradually turned cold.
"What a shocking presence."
"Tsk tsk, truly a monster nurtured with full effort by Biluo Sword Valley,"
In the vast scene.
The sound of chills being sucked in echoed, everyone felt their thoughts shake; this sharp edge was truly horrifying.
Chen Yang's gaze merely glanced over Gu Jian, two fingers brushing his sword, leisurely saying, "I, Chen Yang, never care about the opponent's identity or background when I kill."
"Is that so?"
Gu Jian laughed, "I have a path here, want me to show you a way?"
Boom!
The senior brother of Biluo Sword Valley took a step forward, energy bursting all over his body, causing a terrifying resonance throughout the venue, making the void tremble, and the surrounding walls crumbled in succession.
All around, there was a prevalent dread.
Even some veteran Divine Conquest experts were appalled, their scalp tingling.
However...
This thunderous energy that erupted abruptly halted after less than two seconds, falling apart instantly.
It dissipated at lightning speed, leaving no one on the scene able to react.
Whoosh!
One sword from the west, an immortal flying from beyond the heavens.
Azure seas, blue skies, cosmic firmament, a supreme sword light slicing through space, like starlight hanging down from the sky, dazzlingly brilliant, even the blazing sun pales in comparison.
Clang.
A sword in full strike can sever mountains and rivers and split the heavens.
"..."