252: Chapter 252 Sword Spirit Universe, Demon Soul Devours the Heavens

Wang Chen narrowed his eyes and stared at Hun Tiandi, noticing that his previous strike had actually been blocked by the Black Robed Man beside the boy.

His expression blanked for a moment; he shook his numbed arm a few times, his pupils contracting.

"Kill!" Hun Tiandi wasted no more words, spitting out a cold intent to kill. The two Human Puppets beside him shot forward explosively, their movements accompanied by thick gusts of wind as they ruthlessly charged at Wang Chen to kill him.

"Disciples of the Yellow Spring Pavilion, hear my command: kill him!"

Seeing the Human Puppets charging at him and noticing no one else beside the youth, Wang Chen gave a cold order for the elites of the Yellow Spring Pavilion to rush and kill Hun Tiandi.

Following the order, the elite disciples took action, thrusting their spears toward Hun Tiandi.

Crack!

Reaching out to draw his longsword, lightning flickering beneath his feet, Hun Tiandi charged into the crowd of Yellow Spring Pavilion disciples like a hungry wolf into a flock of sheep. His Dou Qi surged wildly, pouring into the longsword.

Since promoting to the level of a five-star Dou Ling, his combat power had gone off the charts, and the Ten Thousand Sword Art operated automatically.

Fighting against the Yellow Spring Pavilion disciples, he unleashed Ten Blades Splitting the Sea and Hundred Rivers Sword Wave. The longsword hummed rapidly, and with a thought, his Killing Sword Intent was activated.

The sword intent emanated from his body, reaching throughout the universe; the sword Dou Techniques became agile and transcendent in his hands.

His comprehension of the sword reached a higher level, breaking through to the Sword Master of Heaven and Earth stage. Originally, his sword momentum could draw upon the power of heaven and earth to augment his moves.

Sword Spirit of the Universe!

His sword momentum sublimated, and his sword intent pierced through heaven and earth, reaching the universe. His moves became agile and ever-changing, transcending his original level.

Hun Tiandi's gaze was indifferent as he swept his eyes over the obstacles before him, flashing a wicked smile.

He stomped his foot on the ground, using the counterforce as the sound of wind and thunder echoed. His movements were erratic, allowing him to dodge the charge of the Yellow Spring disciples.

Puchi!

Seeing Hun Tiandi vanish strangely, a disciple had just intended to defend when a ghostly figure appeared in front of him, a sword piercing through his chest.

The sword edge suddenly slashed upward, directly tearing the opponent apart.

Bang!

Transforming his palm into a fist, he heavily struck three people. A terrifying surge of energy erupted and poured out instantly, and the disciples beside him were sent flying like kites with broken strings.

They flew backward, slamming heavily onto the ground and spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

In a single move, he had killed two elite disciples.

On the square, the bloody slaughter emitted a thick scent of gore. Corpses piled up like mountains and white bones were scattered everywhere, testifying to the brutality of this battle.

Awoo... woo...

From the corpses of those who died in battle, illusory soul bodies drifted out, staring blankly and helplessly at the slaughter before them.

These were fellow disciples who usually spent their days together; who could have imagined that today, the Yellow Spring Pavilion would encounter such a crisis.

Buzz!

Before these soul bodies could react, the ten thousand soul banner that was sealing the airspace caught the scent of souls.

The banner flickered with black and purple light, erupting with a terrifying devouring force that quickly spread across the field. Every fallen soul body turned into a torrent and rushed into the banner.

The wailing of souls filled the surrounding wilderness.

Yan Xing held a large saber, fighting with wide, sweeping motions. He powerfully confronted an elder of the Yellow Spring Pavilion, his Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Technique operating as surging Dou Qi erupted.

One after another, massive saber glows burst forth, slashing toward his opponent.

"Sun True Fire, Incinerate the Heavens and Boil the Sea!"

The one fighting with the most ease was Liu Ling. The extremely overbearing Sun True Fire appeared at his fingertips, and he then stabbed out like a flash of lightning.

As it shot toward the Yellow Spring elder, the cold and troublesome black energy quickly melted and vanished, like lingering snow meeting fire.

The golden flames transformed into a long flame whip that lashed out suddenly; for those with dark Dou Qi, he was simply their natural nemesis.

Clang!

Suddenly, within the darkness, a slender purple sword pierced through a Dou Wang level elder. The exquisite and high-level assassination technique was impossible to guard against.

A one-hit kill; every time he struck, the opportunity he grasped was perfectly timed.

An Lin had transformed into a god of death in the dark night, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the Yellow Spring Pavilion elders. This was his battle of revenge, and also the opportunity given to him by his master, Hun Tiandi.

"Not good, there's an assassin..."

Immediately, an elder of the Yellow Spring Pavilion reacted, striking out powerfully with a palm toward the direction where An Lin had vanished.

The surging energy palm print destroyed distant buildings, kicking up clouds of dust.

Puchi!

The elder, filled with cold killing intent, was just about to relax under the palm print where An Lin should have died when suddenly, a purple glow erupted from behind him, and a sword sliced off his left arm.

"Ah... damn bastard!"

The elder clutched his wound, his left arm severed and fine sweat appearing on his forehead. Just as his companions were about to come to his rescue, An Lin vanished into the darkness again.

Disciples were assassinated one moment, and elders were ambushed the next.

The dark night was An Lin's personal home field.

"Blood Scripture Condensing Seal, Devouring Ten Thousand Bloods, Transforming Living Beings, Blood God Descends to the World!"

His hands formed seals, activating the secret technique of the Blood Scripture as faint blood-colored Dou Qi flowed at his fingertips.

A strange rune condensed, emitting waves of terrifying suction. Strands of fresh blood gathered and fell into the rune.

On the square, Hun Tiandi's face was pale as he condensed nine blood seals emitting an evil aura. With a flick of his finger, they flew toward the mountain of corpses.

They turned into nine vortexes, devouring the essence of flesh and blood. This time, Hun Tiandi intended to use the flesh and blood of the Yellow Spring Pavilion people to condense nine Blood God Children.

"Elder Jiu You, kill that kid..."

Wang Chen, who was fighting a Human Puppet, had a cold gaze and looked like his eyes were nearly splitting. He shouted anxiously toward an old man who was also fighting a Human Puppet.

He wanted to kill Hun Tiandi first.

Hearing this, Elder Jiu You's Dou Qi erupted in full. He pushed back the Human Puppet with a palm strike, turned his head toward Hun Tiandi's direction, and his figure vanished from the spot.

"Master, be careful!" Yan Xing and Liu Ling were pinned down and were instantly enraged.

The two of them had the Blood Spirit Seal within them; once their master died, they would also perish.

Hun Tiandi's mind trembled violently, and the hairs all over his body stood up as a life-threatening danger rose from the bottom of his heart.

Buzz!

The space rippled slightly, and an old man stepped out. It was Elder Jiu You, cold light flashing in his eyes as black energy condensed on his palm, pressing down toward Hun Tiandi.

Rumble!

Lei Xuanji, who was slaughtering others in the distance, had her beautiful eyes filled with purple light. It was as if a world of lightning existed deep in her eyes, with a violent and destructive aura flowing through them.

"Thunder Tribulation Palm!"

Lei Xuanji did not hesitate to expose the Lei Clan's ultimate technique. Her hands formed seals, and lightning Dou Qi interlaced and flickered. A ten-zhang-sized purple energy palm print was condensed in the blink of an eye.

She struck it violently toward the Yellow Spring elder she was fighting. The opponent's face changed drastically as he frantically gathered his Dou Qi.

He formed a black defensive light shield on the surface of his body, intending to block this lightning palm print.

"That is... a Lei Clan ultimate technique?" Wang Chen's face turned ugly, his mind filled with questions. When did the Yellow Spring Pavilion offend the Lei Clan, one of the Ancient Eight Clans?

Die!

A cold smile played on Elder Jiu You's lips, as if he could already see the youth dying under his palm print and being torn to pieces.

"Since you want to come out, then come out and let the Yellow Spring Pavilion listen to the roar of death..."

Hun Tiandi's expression was calm as he spoke with extreme indifference.

Immediately, his fingers collided to quickly form a seal. A blood-colored energy shot out, and with a flick of his finger, the rune seal soared into the sky.

"Ten Thousand Souls Unsealed, Demon Soul Swallows the Heavens!"

Ang... Awoo...

When the blood-colored rune collided with the ten thousand soul banner, it trembled violently. Then the banner turned into a vortex, and the sound of a flood dragon shook heaven and earth, while a beast's roar split the sea like crashing waves.

Azure Sea Profound Dragon Beast, Nine-Headed Poison Dragon Emperor!

The two great demon souls appeared for the first time, shocking the Yellow Spring Pavilion.

Puchi!

The Azure Sea Profound Dragon Beast was incredibly brutal. Its massive beast shadow raised a sharp claw and pressed down. Elder Jiu You was horrified, and just as he was about to turn around—

A massive black claw print pressed down. Before a scream could even be uttered, he turned into a cloud of blood mist that drifted away.