83: Chapter 83 The Imperial Clan Descends! The Eighteen Ancestors of the Xu Family Invite the Heavenly Sword Holy Land to Their Deaths.

Above the Sword Sect square, the haze of despair that had shrouded everyone's heads due to the overwhelming pressure of the Tianjian Holy Land's army vanished instantly after Xu Zhan Tian roared the word 'Kill'.

In its place was another, even more terrifying and suffocating sense of oppression.

"Boom boom boom—!!!"

Above the heavens, a hundred Imperial Clan warships opened fire simultaneously.

Those were not ordinary spiritual power cannons, but 'God-Slaying Cannons' specially developed by the Xu Family. Each shell condensed countless rare spiritual materials and burned with Chaos Divine Fire capable of melting the void.

With just one volley, the entire sky was dyed a blinding gold and red.

"No—!!!"

Under this world-destroying firepower, the nine black-gold warships of the Tianjian Holy Land were like a few withered leaves in a violent storm.

Defensive formations? Shattered.

Protective spiritual light? Extinguished.

Even the black-gold hulls, claimed to be indestructible, were instantly blown into fragments that filled the sky.

Countless Tianjian Holy Land disciples didn't even have time to scream before being turned to ashes in the terrifying explosions.

"Flee! Quick, flee!"

Only a few elders whose cultivation had reached the Saint Realm barely managed to escape the center of the explosions. Covered in blood and with disheveled hair, they no longer possessed any of the grace expected of Holy Land elders, looking instead like a pack of stray dogs scared out of their wits.

But could they escape?

"Since you've come, then stay."

Xu Zhan Tian stood in the void, in no hurry to act.

He stood with his arms crossed, his fangtian painted halberd casually planted in the void behind him, wearing an expression as if he were watching a play.

He knew that the Xu Family boys were itching for a fight.

"Xu Family Seventh Guard! Form the 'Heaven-Sealing Earth-Locking Array'!"

"Don't let even a single fly escape!"

A Saint-level expert wearing dark gold commander's armor roared.

Shua shua shua!

A thousand Xu Family elites instantly dispersed, occupying every direction. Their weapons lit up simultaneously, turning into a massive golden light net that completely sealed off the space for ten thousand miles around.

The Tianjian elders who were still frantically fleeing crashed headlong into the light net and were bounced back, left dazed and disoriented.

"Xu Family Ninth Guard! Follow me and kill!"

Another commander holding a long spear led a thousand murderous warriors, charging into the battlefield like tigers into a flock of sheep.

"Puff puff puff—"

There were no fancy moves, only the simplest and most efficient slaughter.

With every spear thrust, a remnant of the Tianjian Holy Land was bound to fall.

Blood dyed the Sword Sect's sky red, and severed limbs fell like raindrops.

This was a slaughter with no suspense.

It was a bloody purging from a Longevity Imperial Clan against those who dared to provoke its majesty.

"Too brutal... too overbearing..."

Jian Wuchen stood on the square, watching this scene with his legs trembling.

Even though those being killed were his enemies, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

Is this the style of an Imperial Clan?

No questions asked, no reason given.

As long as you dare touch my people, I will exterminate your entire clan!

"What? Does Sect Master Jian think we are too ruthless?"

Xu Chen had sat back in his chair at some point, still peeling the grape he hadn't finished.

"No, no, no! Young Master Xu misunderstood!"

Jian Wuchen shook his head like a rattle, his face covered in a fawning smile.

"Well killed! A wonderful slaughter!"

"This group of bandits usually bullies others; they should have died long ago! Young Master Xu is enforcing justice on behalf of heaven! It's a great merit!"

"Heh, enforcing justice on behalf of heaven?"

Xu Chen chuckled, feeding the peeled grape into the mouth of Ye Qingwu in his arms.

"I'm not that noble."

"I'm simply... protective of my own."

...

Half an hour later.

The battle... or rather, the one-sided massacre, finally ended.

Of the tens of thousands in the Tianjian Holy Land's aggressive army, everyone had fallen, except for Zhao Wuji, who was half-dead on the ground, and Du Gu Yi Fang, whom Xu Zhan Tian had intentionally left alive with a single breath.

Not even dregs remained.

"Young Master! Mission accomplished!"

Eighteen Saint commanders, covered in blood, knelt on one knee before Xu Chen, their eyes full of fanatical worship.

"Well done."

Xu Chen nodded and casually tossed out several storage rings.

"These are your rewards."

"Thank you, Young Master!"

The commanders were overjoyed and quickly accepted them. Could a reward from the Young Master of the Imperial Clan be anything ordinary?

"My dear grandson!"

At this time, Xu Zhan Tian also approached with an expression of seeking credit.

He held Du Gu Yi Fang, who had only one breath left, like a dead chicken.

"How should we handle this old thing?"

"I think those broken swords of his are somewhat interesting. How about refining him into a Sword Slave?"

Hearing the words 'Sword Slave,' Du Gu Yi Fang trembled violently, his eyes showing endless fear and pleading.

"Xu... Young Master Xu... I was wrong..."

"Please give me a swift death..."

For a sword cultivator, being refined into a mindless Sword Slave who only knows how to kill is a torture ten thousand times more painful than death!

Xu Chen glanced at Du Gu Yi Fang and shook his head.

"Refining him into a Sword Slave takes too much time."

"And such a spineless coward isn't worthy of being my Sword Slave."

Xu Chen stood up, walked in front of Du Gu Yi Fang, and patted his face.

"Originally, I wanted to give you a quick end."

"But..."

Xu Chen pointed to Nangong Waner, whose face was still a bit pale.

"Your nine flying swords just now really scared my Waner."

"Sword cultivators value a clear and unobstructed mind most."

"If she doesn't vent this anger herself, it might affect her Dao heart."

After speaking, Xu Chen turned his head and looked at Nangong Waner, his gaze becoming incredibly gentle.

"Waner, this old dog is yours."

"Kill him however you want."

"Even if you want to slice him into three thousand six hundred pieces, I'll be right here handing you the knife."

Nangong Waner was stunned, looking at the once-high-and-mighty Saint King expert who had made her feel incapable of even the thought of resisting, now lying before her like a dead dog.

And the man who gave her all this confidence was looking at her with an encouraging gaze.

"I..."

Nangong Waner took a deep breath and gripped the Azure Lotus Sword tightly.

She knew Xu Chen was helping her establish her prestige and reshape an invincible sword heart.

"Thank you, husband."

She spoke softly, then her gaze instantly became cold as a blade.

"Du Gu Yi Fang, your Tianjian Holy Land killed my fellow disciples and insulted my sect."

"Today, I will use this sword to send you on your way!"

Shua!

A green sword light flashed by.

Du Gu Yi Fang's head soared into the sky, his murky eyes still containing thick regret and disbelief.

He never dreamed that he, a dignified Saint King, would eventually die at the hands of a little girl in the Dao-Severing Realm.

"Good!"

"Eldest Senior Sister is mighty!"

"Eldest Senior Sister is invincible!"

The Sword Sect disciples erupted into a deafening cheer.

Amidst the cheers, Xu Chen did not relax.

He looked up, his gaze crossing the bloody battlefield toward the distant horizon.

That was the direction of the Tianjian Holy Land.

"Ancestor."

Xu Chen spoke indifferently.

"Since we've already shed all pretenses, there's no need to leave them for later."

"When cutting grass... one must remove the roots."

Hearing this, a bloodthirsty light flashed in Xu Zhan Tian's eyes.

"My grandson means..."

"To the Tianjian Holy Land."

A cruel and expectant smile tugged at the corner of Xu Chen's mouth.

"I heard they have a massive foundation; their treasury should have many good things, right?"

"Since I've sent out the betrothal gifts, I need to... go get some more stock and restock the warehouse, don't I?"