Chapter 204 What did you just say? I didn't hear you.

Cloud Dispelling Palm!

The top-tier palm technique from the Profound Thunder Canon, unleashed by "Nine Heavens Raging Thunder" Lei Wanshan, truly possessed the might of "Raging thunder falls from the Nine Heavens, heavenly winds call upon ghosts and gods."

The raging wind whipped up and shattered the rocks and debris on the peak, and the vast lightning illuminated the entire night sky.

"Hmph!"

Yan Chu let out a cold snort. A large amount of black mist condensed in his palm, and a feeling of extreme sorrow enveloped a radius of over ten miles, causing countless members of the Hidden Sword Palace to instantly look sorrowful, as if they had seen their own tragic fates.

Cloud Dispelling Palm, Sorrowful Clouds and Miserable Mist!

He struck out with a light palm, and the black clouds collided with the lightning, grinding against each other. Terrifying Qi erupted on the summit of Heavenly Sword Peak.

Boom!

More cracks spread across the summit, the entire mountain peak sank more than ten zhang, and the buildings and rocks on the mountain collapsed in layers; the scene was extremely spectacular.

If Heavenly Sword Peak hadn't been the main peak of the Hidden Sword Palace and exceptionally sturdy, this single strike would have caused the entire mountain to collapse.

"Ugh!"

Pfft!

A muffled groan was heard, and another mouthful of blood was spat out. Lei Wanshan, who was in mid-air, had his chest stained red with blood.

Countless bolts of lightning were engulfed by the black clouds and rolled backward. The unpredictable force of the Cloud Dispelling Palm surged into his body, blasting him several miles away and throwing him onto another mountain peak in the distance.

Rumble!

Countless pavilions and halls were smashed, causing a wave of exclamations.

Just as Yan Chu and Lei Wanshan were trading blows, Leng Hetong and Liu Sheng struck simultaneously, timing it perfectly.

Liu Sheng's expression was grave as he pointed a finger, emitting a booming explosion.

This was his signature technique, the "Shattering Sky Finger."

Even though they were hundreds of feet apart, it instantly pierced the air and appeared behind Yan Chu's heart.

He had just competed with Yan Chu using the "Shattering Sky Finger" but was weaker than Yan Chu in his most specialized Domain. He had made up his mind that after capturing him, he would find a way to force the finger technique out of him.

Hum!

On the other side, Leng Hetong's expression was ferocious.

He used his Clear Sword Heart to control the precious sword in his hand, the sword light shining brilliantly, and swept toward the space between Yan Chu's eyebrows with sharp Killing Intent.

This sword strike was even more exquisite than Liu Sheng's Shattering Sky Finger.

Under his Clear Sword Heart, he seemed to have seen through Yan Chu's flaws and found his weakest point.

Clang!

At this moment, a crisp sound of a blade leaving its scabbard rang out.

The temperature on the entire Biquan Mountain dropped sharply, and frost instantly condensed on all the buildings and vegetation.

Yan Chu held the frost Ming saber, his heart as cold as ice, and the blade was even colder than his icy heart as he swept it across.

Six Arts of Arrogant Cold, Cold Blade Icy Heart!

Heavy snow fell from the sky, the cold wind was biting, and all living things were frozen under this single blade, their thinking becoming sluggish and their movements slow.

The divine weapon frost Ming saber and the Six Arts of Arrogant Cold were a perfect match, no less than the Snow Drink Saber.

"Pfft!!"

The brilliant saber light slashed the precious sword that Leng Hetong relied on for his life into a broken sword. He spat out a mouthful of heart's blood, which immediately turned into ice crystals and fell, his face turning ashen.

"Ah!!!!"

Liu Sheng was in a much worse state than him.

His Shattering Sky Finger was severed by Yan Chu, and the saber light swept across his body, neatly splitting him in two from the waist down.

The wound was frozen, and the chill continuously poured in, causing him to scream in endless pain.

"Divine weapon! This is a divine weapon!!!"

"How could you have a divine weapon?!!"

Liu Sheng screamed in shock, supporting his severed body as he retreated in fear.

A divine weapon's sharpness could break a Supreme Grandmaster, let alone when held in Yan Chu's hands.

Yan Chu had only used the frost Ming saber once, back when he killed the Joyful Buddha.

At that time, his blade speed was too fast, and the spectators were left confused, so how could they have known that what he was holding was actually a divine weapon?

Divine weapon?!

Leng Hetong was shocked, his eyes full of horror.

Divine weapons were hard to find and extremely precious. Even though he had traveled through the Jianghu for over a hundred years, he only had a sword at the level of a half-divine weapon.

Yan Chu actually had a divine weapon?

Who gave it to him?

Could it be the Empress Dowager?

"Don't!"

Just then, Liu Sheng's screams spread throughout the Hidden Sword Palace, echoing in the night.

"Spare me—"

Yan Chu had already leaped above Liu Sheng, slashing down with a move of "Startling Cold Glance." The saber light was so fast that it was impossible to dodge, let alone for Liu Sheng, who had already been severed in half. He had just escaped into mid-air when he was swallowed by the brilliant saber light.

"Yan Chu, how dare you?!!"

Leng Hetong shouted in shock.

Pfft!

The saber light split Liu Sheng in two, the cold Qi froze his corpse, and it fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

[Killed a Supreme Grandmaster, extremely satisfying, EXP + 50000]

Swoosh!

Yan Chu turned around and looked over, chuckling coldly:

"What did you say just now? I didn't hear you!"

Leng Hetong felt a chill in his heart.

The three of them had attacked one, yet they were counter-killed by the opponent. Tonight, things were probably not looking good.

Hum!

Yan Chu didn't give him any time to think and slashed out again. The saber light, spanning hundreds of feet, froze all the air within a radius of over ten miles, and the astonishing coldness swept through Leng Hetong's entire body.

"Damn it!!"

Leng Hetong's sword light was like a tide. The broken sword did not affect his strength at all; instead, his Sword Intent surged even more violently.

However, under the saber light of the frost Ming saber, the sword light seemed to be frozen, and he could only exert sixty or seventy percent of his full power.

The Heavenly Sword Peak below had completely become an ice peak, and heavy snow had covered a radius of dozens of miles, turning it into a vast expanse of white.

But above the Hidden Sword Palace, the saber light was whiter than snow and colder than snow.

Finally, the snow-white saber light broke through everything and appeared before Leng Hetong's eyes. The Saber Intent was cold and ruthless, and the saber might was biting and intimidating.

He finally revealed fear and hurriedly shouted:

"Let's talk this over! My Hidden Sword Palace is willing to submit!!"

"It's too late!!"

Behind the cold frost saber light was a cold and ruthless face, his Aura unstoppable, and he left no path to survival in his strikes.

"Damn it!"

Leng Hetong's expression was extremely ugly. His entire body's Sword Intent erupted, and countless Sword Qi whistled out as he still tried to make a desperate struggle.

Pfft!

The saber light flashed, a splash of blood sprayed out, and his aged head flew high into the air, his eyes still revealing resentment and unwillingness.

[Killed a Supreme Grandmaster of the Hidden Sword Palace, extremely satisfying, EXP + 50000]

After dealing with Leng Hetong, Yan Chu's murderous gaze turned toward the distance.

Boom!

A black shadow broke through the rubble and soared into the high sky, turning into a blue stream of light as it fled into the night sky.

"Want to run?"

Yan Chu sneered, and a pair of huge eagle wings manifested behind him.

With a whoosh, a violent wind rose, and he chased after him like an arrow released from a bow.

In an instant, he caught up to the space above Lei Wanshan, and the violent wind blocked his path.

Whoosh!

Lei Wanshan's hair was disheveled, his appearance was disheveled, and he looked up in shock, shouting:

"Yan Chu, do you really want to kill us all?!!"

"Nonsense!"

Yan Chu waved his palm to pull, and countless black clouds were drawn by him, turning into a huge palm that carried invincible Qi and struck down fiercely.

Cloud Dispelling Palm, Calamitous Clouds Descend from Heaven!

"Wait! We can talk about this—"

Lei Wanshan shouted urgently, but Yan Chu didn't give him the chance. The huge palm shadow seemed to cover the sky and earth, and the feeling of oppression was astonishing!

"Ninefold Thunder Movement!"

Facing this palm, Lei Wanshan's heart sank. He circulated all his power and struck back with a palm, containing nine layers of thunder force, each layer stronger than the last.