Chapter 457 The Great Melee

Yan Chu stayed under the volcano, using the Wind Spirit Venerable high in the sky to observe everything below.

Six Saint Law Realm Third Stage experts were indeed troublesome.

After all, his cultivation was only at the Saint Law Realm Second Stage. One-on-one was fine, but being besieged by six, even with the help of the four Spirit Venerables, his chances of winning were slim.

After all, each Spirit Venerable only had eighty percent of his strength.

However, these people brought quite a few Disciples and subordinates...

A cold sneer appeared on Yan Chu's face.

"You probably don't know how to write the word 'death', do you? You dare to bring so many people here?"

"And not a single one below the Divine Ability Realm."

"Very good! I will show you why the flowers are so red!"

Thousands of miles away, Deng Fang appeared above a valley with over a dozen Tianxing Sect Disciples, staring at the valley below with a grim smile.

Boom!

He slapped his hand down, and a pitch-black palm print covering over five hundred miles fell like a meteorite, shattering the earth veins of the valley below with a loud roar.

This was the Red Flame Mountain Range, where boiling magma flowed underground.

As a result, under Deng Fang's palm, the underground magma surged out, filling the entire valley. All vegetation in the path of the flow was incinerated, and thick smoke billowed.

There was an unspoken rule in the Yuanqing Holy Realm: during battles between Saints, they would automatically move away from densely populated areas.

Otherwise, every move would be a catastrophe for those below the Saint Realm.

Not to mention a powerhouse like Deng Fang, who was at the Saint Law Realm Third Stage.

Crash!

Accompanying the magma rushing out from the ground was a tall figure clad in yellow-black rock armor.

He was bathed in red-hot magma, yet he seemed completely unfazed.

After rushing out of the ground, he landed on a nearby hilltop.

"Hahahaha! Yan Chu, where can you run to now?"

Deng Fang laughed heartily, looking high-spirited.

"After killing Guo Xun, a Saint of my Tianxing Sect, I advise you to surrender and return to the Tianxing Sect with me. If the Sect Leader shows mercy, he might spare your life!"

On the other side, sensing the movement from Deng Fang's direction, Zhao Yuanke and the others changed expressions:

"Is it really Yan Chu?"

They were just about to move when, suddenly, dozens of miles ahead, a red silhouette of a person suddenly bulged from a boiling orange-red magma river, bubbling and emitting a rich smell of sulfur.

After glancing over here, it dove back into the magma and drifted toward the volcano ahead.

"Third Elder, look!"

A Saint of the Zhao Family following behind Zhao Yuanke pointed.

Zhao Yuanke had already seen the figure and immediately ordered:

"Zhao Xun, go keep an eye on Deng Fang. Notify me immediately if there is any movement. The rest of you, follow me and kill!"

"Yes!"

The Saint named Zhao Xun left the group and flew toward Deng Fang's party.

The remaining people followed Zhao Yuanke, aggressively attacking the magma river ahead.

A surging ocean emerged from the void, like a heavenly river pouring backwards, pouring straight into the erupting volcano from above, washing up countless water vapors. The entire volcano was extinguishing at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Almost at the same time Deng Fang made his move, Ren Qianjun and other Ziyun Sect members intercepted the Water Spirit Venerable traversing the river.

Of course, he had appeared voluntarily.

Otherwise, with his affinity for the Law of Water Origin, he would have dived directly into the water and merged with it, and Ren Qianjun would not have been able to find him so easily.

"They are fighting in three directions. Master, what should we do?"

High in the sky in the distance, the Biluo Sect group looked at the battle fluctuations in three directions, not knowing which side to go to.

The battles in all three directions were very intense.

It was definitely a battle at the Saint level.

Qian Yuan was also in a dilemma for a moment. He had sensed those three auras, and the power emitted was at the Saint Law Realm Second Stage, matching the cultivation of Blade Demon Yan Chu.

But the problem was, why were there three Yan Chus?

Just as he was pondering, a breeze blew silently.

This was a volcanic area, and there were constant hot winds, but this breeze exuded a bone-chilling cold.

"Careful!"

Qian Yuan let out a roar, immediately sensing danger. He gathered his sleeves, drawing all the heat from the surrounding thousand miles into his sleeves, and then threw it out fiercely.

"Summer Wind Burning!"

Bang!

This sleeve collided with the demonic wind that suddenly descended from the high sky, instantly bursting out countless sharp wind howls that could shatter Divine Souls and disrupt the Sea of Consciousness.

Nine Heavens Wind Howl!

The Wind Spirit Venerable used this Divine Ability even more skillfully than Yan Chu himself.

"Ah—!"

Qian Yuan's two Disciples with the lowest cultivation could not withstand the power of this wind howl. Amidst their screams, their Divine Sense dissipated, and they fell straight from the sky.

"Junior Brother!"

"Junior Sister Wang!"

His eldest Disciple, Zhu Shenghong, rushed back to save them, but just after catching them, he realized that his Junior Brother and Junior Sister had already stopped breathing.

[Killed a Divine Ability Realm Middle Stage Martial Artist, feeling great, Origin +2.5]

[Killed a Divine Ability Realm Late Stage Martial Artist, feeling great, Origin +3]

"Blade Demon Yan Chu! You are courting death!"

Qian Yuan was completely enraged.

If Ji Hanshi's death at Yan Chu's hands was excusable, now that two Disciples had been killed by Yan Chu right under his nose, this was absolutely intolerable.

Inside the volcano, Yan Chu smiled coldly.

"Hehe, I will play with you enough today!"

Inside, Qian Yuan brought the fewest people; including him, there were only seven people, all of whom were his Disciples.

The Ziyun Sect had the most people.

Behind Ren Qianjun, not only were there two Saint Law Realm First Stage Elders and over a dozen Divine Ability Realm members of the Ziyun Sect, but there were also quite a few Ren Family Disciples.

At this time, the Water Spirit Venerable had little power to fight back in front of Ren Qianjun.

This Red Flame Mountain Range was full of volcanoes and had few rivers, resulting in a lack of Water Origin Qi, which caused the Water Spirit Venerable's strength to be significantly affected.

A faint light flashed on Yan Chu's body as he escaped underground, heading toward the direction of the Water Spirit Venerable.

Within the sixty thousand miles covered by the Zhou Heavenly Star Net.

Fierce battles were coming from all four different directions, leaving Shenhuo Sect Master Geng An and Grand Elder Wei Ran at a loss.

Which side should they go to help?

None of these four major forces were easy to deal with.

Although the Biluo Sect was not in the Fusheng Domain, its Sect power was stronger than the three major forces of the Ziyun Sect.

"Sect Master, Grand Elder, what should we do?"

Not far away, several other Saints of the Shenhuo Sect flew in from the mountain gate, speaking with grave expressions.

With such a battle, they were afraid that the entire Red Flame Mountain Range would be sunk.

Then could their Shenhuo Sect still use this place as their mountain gate in the future?

Grand Elder Wei Ran looked at the several directions and said with a serious expression:

"We will not help either side!"

"My Shenhuo Sect is a small Sect and cannot withstand too much turmoil!"

"But Zhao Yuanke said the Zhao Family Saint Monarch is on his way here!"

...

...

Hearing Geng An's words, Wei Ran's expression hesitated for a moment, then he sighed:

"Sigh! If they need us to make a move, we will act. If there is no request for help, we will not help either side!"

Geng An and the other three Saints of the Shenhuo Sect looked at each other and nodded helplessly.

"That's all we can do..."

This was the sorrow of their small and medium-sized Sects.

Even without the arrival of Zhao Yuanke and the others, if there was only one Blade Demon Yan Chu, they would probably have to welcome him with open arms and be polite.

...

This was a river that was boiling all year round, flowing out from an underground dark river and passing through one valley after another. Because it was located in the Red Flame Mountain Range, there were many volcanoes, and the river surface was covered with hot steam all year round, with almost no fish surviving in it.

Thump!

Ren Qianjun slapped Yan Chu into the boiling river, breaking the river channel. Ten thousand acres of river water rushed past, splashing countless water sprays.

"Hahaha! Yan Chu! You are nothing more than this!"

Ren Qianjun stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Yan Chu tossing in the river water, with majestic Saint power:

"Surrender now and hand over the secret of your rapid cultivation improvement, and this old man will spare your life!"

His smile was rich, and he was high-spirited.

He still couldn't figure out how the Zhao Family's Sixth Elder Zhao Qiuniang died in Yan Chu's hands?

After a fight with Yan Chu, he was just so-so!

Although he was indeed at the Saint Law Realm Second Stage, compared to himself, it was a world of difference.

Zhao Qiuniang was a dignified Saint at the Saint Law Realm Third Stage, how could her strength be so poor?

Could it be that she broke through this Realm by trickery? Did she take some forbidden medicine?

Or did this old woman see that Yan Chu was young and handsome, couldn't bear to kill him, and ended up being ambushed by Yan Chu?

"Master is mighty!"

On the flying boat above, Ren Qianjun's Disciples flattered loudly.

Other Ziyun Sect members and Ren Family members also echoed:

"As soon as Elder Ren makes a move, Blade Demon Yan Chu bows his head!"

"The Old Ancestor only used thirty percent of his power to beat Yan Chu until he couldn't take care of himself!"

"The world boasts that Yan Chu is capable, but in reality, he is just a worm.

The Old Ancestor defeated him in three moves, and his former reputation is ruined from now on."

"The Old Ancestor stomps his feet and the world collapses, waving his hands and the sun and moon lose their light!"

"Hahahaha..."

Listening to the flattery of the Disciples, Elders, and the Ren Family descendants, Ren Qianjun couldn't help laughing.

There was no way, Yan Chu's limelight had been too great recently, and his reputation had spread throughout the Fusheng Domain, and even the Sect Master was furious because of this person.

Now that he had easily defeated him, how could he not be excited when thinking about the secret of his rapid cultivation progress that he was about to obtain?

Damn it!

Underground, Yan Chu, who shared his vision with the Water Spirit Venerable, couldn't help but complain in his heart.

You guys have such a set of phrases, are you trying to take a graduate entrance exam?

Isn't this supposed to be my treatment?

Once, as the Master of the World Society in the Lower Realm, he was often followed by a few sycophants who often flattered him until he felt like he was floating.

Unexpectedly, he had become a spectator now?

Daring to flatter others in front of me, you are courting death!

Yan Chu's eyes turned cold. This time, these Ziyun Sect and Ren Family members had a reason to die.

Daring to steal my limelight, all of them must die!

Swish!

The Demon Blade Hu Po appeared in his hand, and the terrifying Saber Intent could no longer be hidden. The earth below cracked inch by inch, and on the riverbed that had already broken, the boiling water surged again.

"Hmm?"

As the Saber Intent was revealed, Ren Qianjun sensed it immediately.

Did Yan Chu have other helpers?

It was his first time seeing Yan Chu, and the Water Spirit Venerable was condensed from Yan Chu's essence and blood. With the marvelousness of the Supreme Daluo Heaven, he could not see that this was an Incarnation at first.

After all, the pointer on the compass could not be faked.

It was taken for granted that the person who made the move was Yan Chu's helper.

The next moment, the cracks on the earth bloomed like spider webs. Within hundreds of miles, whether it was mountains, fields, or rivers, saber light shot out, enveloping the world with terrible Saber Intent.

Seven Limits of Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Destroying, Destroy Earth!

"Retreat quickly!"

Ren Qianjun's mind was shaken, and from this slash, he finally saw something.

This was the real Blade Demon Yan Chu!

No wonder the fake one just now had never used sword techniques from beginning to end, and only used water-type Divine Abilities to fight with him.

Ren Qianjun's movements were fast, and his strength was strong.

Just realizing that this was Yan Chu, his life-bound Saint weapon already appeared in his hand. The mouth of the gourd spewed out surging clouds, weaving into layers of giant nets, blocking most of the saber light shooting from the ground.

Unfortunately, the others were too far away from him.

In order to leave space for his battle with Yan Chu, the Ziyun Sect members and Ren Family members drove the flying boat a hundred miles away.

When Ren Qianjun moved to block the Destroy Earth slash, a breeze flashed in mid-air, and Yan Chu had appeared above the flying boat.

"No!"

Ren Qianjun's expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly.

Yan Chu's Demon Blade pointed diagonally at the sky, his smile cold and stern. With a hum, the saber light turned into a streamer and swept across, and the boundless Saber Intent erupted, sweeping across the eight wildernesses and six directions like a world-opening torrent.

Wherever it passed, even the sky was severed into two halves.

Heaven-Severing Style!

"Block it!"

On the flying boat, there were a total of three Saints, two were Ziyun Sect Elders, one was the Ren Family head, and other Divine Ability Realm members and clansmen added up to seventy or eighty people.

At this moment, the three Saints used all their means.

Saint power collided, and virtual cloud afterimages flashed in the high sky.

The Ren Family members who were in charge of the flying boat also turned on the flying boat's defensive Formation to the highest level, and everyone on their faces had a look of terror.

Under that terrible Saber Intent, they seemed to see the Grim Reaper beckoning.

Everyone's hands and feet were cold, and their thinking stagnated.

Hum!

The saber light swept across the flying boat, breaking the virtual clouds, severing the Saint's Laws, and also severing everyone's fate.

Crack!

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff...

This Saint weapon flying boat was separated into upper and lower halves, and everyone on the boat was split in two by the Saber Intent, with blood spraying.

Immediately afterwards, the entire flying boat was penetrated by the saber light, and with a bang, it exploded in the air.

The waves generated by the explosion fell on a large mountain below, instantly blowing the entire thousand-foot-high mountain into flat ground, raising endless dust.

Now the gap between the two sides was too large.

Even a casual slash would surely kill these Saint Law Realm First Stage experts, not to mention the Heaven-Severing Style that he created himself by fusing everything he had learned in the past?

[Killed a Saint Law Realm First Stage expert, feeling great, Origin +10]

[Killed a Divine Ability Realm Peak expert, feeling great, Origin +3.5]

[Killed a Saint Law Realm...]

Listening to the prompt sounds ringing in his ears, a trace of pleasure appeared on Yan Chu's face, and he snorted coldly:

"Let's see if you still dare to flatter me in front of me..."

"Yan Chu!"

A hundred miles away, Ren Qianjun's white hair danced wildly, his purple robe bulged, and he was completely driven out of his mind by this scene.

Most of these people were his Personal Disciples and direct clansmen. Now that they died under Yan Chu's hands, he was instantly plunged into rage, and his body's Dharma light covered the sky and the earth.

Within ten thousand miles, volcanoes erupted violently, and the earth sank three feet.