Chapter 465 Curse Backlash

Endless lightning submerged Yan Chu, carrying the fury of Old Saint Lord Sikong Po, leaving no room for escape.

Yet, the corners of Yan Chu's mouth curved into a smile.

"Killed a Saint Law Realm Fourth Level, extremely satisfying, Origin +200"

"Junior Brother Yuan!!!"

"Junior Nephew Yuan..."

The remaining few shouted, a chill rising involuntarily in their hearts.

With so many of them besieging him, they had actually allowed Yan Chu to kill one of them; the opponent's strength was simply beyond everyone's expectations.

Rumble!

Old Saint Lord Sikong Po said nothing, his face incomparably gloomy, as he continuously blasted out countless vast bolts of lightning, causing thunder and lightning to flash within a radius of ten thousand miles.

The killing manifestation formed by Yin Wuxiang's cloud manifestations merged into the lightning, coordinating with Old Saint Lord Sikong Po to trap Yan Chu within the sea of lightning, while the saber radiance of the tiger soul demonic blade tore through the air, slashing at the thunder and annihilating all manifestations.

Clang! Hum! Rumble! Boom!

The magnificent sounds of battle resounded across heaven and earth.

All of them were Saint Lords who had integrated Law into their bodies. The members of the Ziyun Sect transformed into various cloud manifestations. Fairy Lingyun's precious umbrella had just taken Yan Chu inside, but the next moment, the umbrella surface exploded violently, and Yan Chu charged out wielding the tiger soul.

Facing him, the thousands of Law Sword Qi of Saint Lord Meng Xu of the Cloud Sword came whistling towards him.

"Petty tricks!"

Yan Chu slashed out with an unremarkable saber strike; the strongest move of the Seven Limits of Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Destroying, Heaven-Swallowing, transformed into a black hole, swallowing all the Sword Qi.

At his current cultivation Realm, he could execute this once-strongest saber strike with a casual wave of his hand.

"Retreat quickly!!"

Lady Pu's zither strings strummed rapidly, the clanging killing intent transforming into countless sonic blade edges, attempting to block this saber strike for Meng Xu.

"You had better worry about yourself!"

Yan Chu slashed out with his saber, then slashed again.

This was the self-created Annihilation Style.

Lady Pu, thousands of miles away, suddenly felt a killing intent akin to annihilation enveloping her entire body. She hurriedly plucked the zither strings while retreating, withdrawing a full tens of thousands of miles.

Looking forward again, she discovered that Yan Chu had merely feinted with that saber strike.

His true target was still Meng Xu.

Although Old Saint Lord Sikong Po and Yin Wuxiang turned back to save him, they still could not save him from the Annihilation Style.

The Saber Dao Law was inherently known for its lethality, not to mention that Yan Chu had already reached the level of Law integration in his Law power.

Meng Xu only felt a flash of saber light in his eyes, and a blood line cracked open between his eyebrows.

Thus, his body died and his Dao dissipated.

"Killed a Saint Law Realm Fourth Level, extremely satisfying, Origin +200"

Another Saint Lord had been killed right under their noses, and the faces of the Ziyun Sect members were all incomparably ugly.

"Everyone, retreat back into the Sect!"

Old Saint Lord Sikong Po shouted, issuing the order to retreat.

He could already see that they were completely unable to take down Yan Chu. After such a great battle, the attacks landing on him were like scraping a callus, completely unable to cause any actual damage to him.

If this continued, he feared his Ziyun Sect would suffer more casualties.

"Senior Brother!!"

Yin Wuxiang was somewhat unwilling, but upon meeting Old Saint Lord Sikong Po's gaze, he could only sigh and grit his teeth, saying:

"Everyone, retreat back into the Sect!"

Their Ziyun Sect protection Formation could withstand attacks from a Great Saint; with the strength Yan Chu had displayed, it was not enough to break through the protection Formation.

Fairy Lingyun and the others sighed and could only retreat.

"Want to leave? How could it be that easy?"

Yan Chu had come here today specifically to deal with the Ziyun Sect; if he let them escape so easily, wouldn't he have made the trip in vain?

"Hmph! Yan Chu! This is my Ziyun Sect's territory; if you want to leave, can you even stop us?"

Old Saint Lord Sikong Po snorted coldly and pointed his iron staff. Below, the Ziyun Sect Formation shone brightly, and a boundless power of the Formation surged into the sky, while the lightning on his body erupted once again.

Rumble!

Silver-snake-like lightning whistled over, blocking Yan Chu.

Yan Chu sneered and flicked his finger, shooting out four drops of essence blood. They squirmed and transformed in mid-air, turning into four identical figures.

However, the aura radiating from their bodies was completely different, representing their respective Law powers.

Yet each one possessed the aura of a Saint Law Realm Fifth Level, with eighty percent of Yan Chu's strength.

"Clone technique?!"

Old Saint Lord Sikong Po was shocked. On the other side, Yin Wuxiang had already taken action, and various Divine Beasts and divine weapons formed by cloud manifestations swarmed over, blocking Yan Chu together with Old Saint Lord Sikong Po.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Huge tremors spread in all directions, as each Spirit Venerable erupted with the strength of a Saint Law Realm Fifth Level, instantly fighting Yin Wuxiang to a white-hot intensity.

Meanwhile, Yan Chu's true body battled with Old Saint Lord Sikong Po.

Possessing five types of Law power and a profound foundation, he kept suppressing Old Saint Lord Sikong Po. Even though the latter summoned heavenly thunder several times, appearing like a Thunder God himself, he was still left with dozens of deep saber marks on his body by Yan Chu.

The residual Saber Qi caused him incomparable pain.

Seeing that Fairy Lingyun and the others had all retreated back into the Ziyun Sect, he roared:

"Go!"

After saying this, with a crackle, he transformed into a bolt of lightning, broke away, wrapped up Yin Wuxiang, instantly disengaged from the battle, and entered the Ziyun Sect.

Below, all the Ziyun Sect disciples looked at Yan Chu as if facing a great enemy.

Fighting seven alone, killing two Saint Lords, and making the other Saint Lord-level Grand Elders of the Sect flee in panic—everyone's hearts were heavy, and they felt a deep sense of foreboding.

Yan Chu watched the Ziyun Sect members escape, his brows slightly furrowed, but he did not pursue.

In the Void Realm, strands of blood-colored chains gathered, invisible to the naked eye, climbing onto his body and attempting to imprint themselves into his flesh and blood.

This scene was somewhat eerie, and for a moment, he could not concern himself with the people of the Ziyun Sect.

"What is this?"

Yan Chu looked at these blood-colored chains and could perceive an evil, filthy aura; it was clearly also a type of Law power.

Clang!!

Seeing the blood-colored chains trying to embed themselves into his flesh, Yan Chu's eyes turned cold. A flash of saber light appeared in his hand, and he catalyzed his Saber Dao Law, slashing at the blood-colored chains with a Heaven-Severing Style.

Crack!

To his surprise, these seemingly eerie blood-colored chains could not withstand even a single strike from him and snapped in response.

Seeing this, Yan Chu slashed his saber repeatedly.

Swish! Swish! Swish!!

He severed all the blood-colored chains, then stared fixedly at the last chain retreating into the Void Realm, slashing out violently with his saber, and the Saber Intent with killing Qi that shocked the heavens landed on the tail end of the chain.

In the City Lord's Mansion of Fufeng City, an unknown number of thousands of miles away from the Ziyun Mountain Range.

The Ziyun Sect Master, the Tianxing Sect Leader, and the Zhao Family Head had not yet received news of the great battle that had occurred at the Ziyun Sect and were all waiting in the City Lord's Mansion for news from Saint Lord Yuanxue of the Blood Curse Sect.

The other party had taken Yan Chu's essence blood and had been inside the secret room for three days.

According to what the other party had said, three days would be enough to curse Yan Chu to death.

Just at this moment, a scream suddenly came from inside the room:

"Ahhh—!!"

Immediately following this, a Saber Intent that terrified the entire city appeared in that room.

"No!!!"

Saint Lord Yuanxue's old, harsh voice was panicked and fearful. The next second, the entire City Lord's Mansion, covering dozens of miles, collapsed into ruins with a boom, and countless saber lights flew everywhere, with the people in the City Lord's Mansion screaming one by one as they were sliced to death by the saber lights.

As for the Ziyun Sect Master and the other two, the moment the saber light erupted, they felt that something was terribly wrong and hurriedly moved away from Fufeng City, appearing high in the sky.

Despite this, the erupting saber light caused the three of them immense stinging pain even from such a distance, and fine wounds appeared on their bodies.