6: They went berserk

A biting cold wind swept through, shrouded in killing intent.

The pervasive scent of blood stimulated everyone's senses.

Click—

First Elder's face was ashen, his gaze toward Shen Lian filled with gloom.

"All Disciples, listen to my command! Shen Lian disregards his Elders, has fallen to the Demonic Path, and is harming fellow Disciples. All Heavenly Feather Sect Disciples, whether Inner Sect Disciple or outer, must not stand idly by!"

He suddenly raised his head, looked at the ice-cold Shen Lian, and immediately pointed a finger.

"Execute Shen Lian!"

"Kill!—"

As his voice fell, the Heavenly Feather Sect Disciples present collectively raised their weapons and furiously charged at Shen Lian.

"Do you think this is enough to kill me? Ridiculous!"

Shen Lian showed no fear; on the contrary, it ignited an endless Battle Intent within him.

Whether in adversity or desperation, Shen Lian's greatest reliance in his ninety-nine lives, which brought him to the threshold of the Dao, was never some System.

Rather, it was his attitude of daring to go against the current and looking down on everything.

With a swing of his sword, the throat of a leading Inner Sect Disciple was instantly pierced.

The sword's momentum did not diminish; a spinning sword unleashed a cold Sword Qi, instantly striking down six other Inner Sect Disciples.

"This seems to be our Sect's Tianyu Thirteen Forms? But why are the Moves he uses completely different from what we practice? And their power seems to be a level higher?"

First Elder was greatly alarmed when he saw Shen Lian draw his sword.

The same sword Moves, yet he could unleash entirely different Concepts and erupt with such terrifying destructive power, which was beyond their comprehension.

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff—

Another series of spurting blood mist erupted, and instantly more than twenty Inner Sect Disciples fell beneath Shen Lian's sword.

"Is this all? Weren't you going to kill me? Why are these your only methods?"

As Sword Qi swept through, thirty Inner Sect Disciples who had surrounded him were once again reduced to dust.

At this moment, Shen Lian's face was cold and emotionless, his eyes flickering only with the flames of hatred.

With every sword swing, a person fell; with every slash of Sword Qi, a mist of blood arose.

The merciless sword reaped the lives of this hypocritical group that called themselves fellow Disciples.

No one could actively enter five steps within Shen Lian, and no one could withstand even a single Move under Shen Lian's ultimate, sharp sword.

However, no matter how much he fought, the malevolent Qi within Shen Lian not only did not dissipate but grew even more fervent as the blood Qi thickened.

"trash will always be trash. Do you not even have the awareness of death?"

"Since you cannot stop my advance, then all of you, go to the Yellow Springs and reincarnate!"

With continuous sword strikes, Shen Lian leaped, transforming into a light rain in the Void Realm.

In an instant, a hundred more Disciples had their protective Qi shields shattered by the sharp Sword Qi, dying on the spot.

"So strong..."

First Elder, Qingyun, and Qingshan were so stunned by the astonishing scene before them that they couldn't utter a single word.

Ye Fan, who was observing the situation from a corner, felt a trace of bone-chilling fear in his heart as he watched Shen Lian slaughter his fellow Disciples like a god of death.

"Senior Brother, no, don't kill me, please..."

A female Disciple, seeing her team of twelve reduced to just herself in a short moment, and then meeting his sharp gaze, was so terrified that she dropped her sword and collapsed to the ground, beginning to plead bitterly.

"Senior Brother? It's been a long time since I've heard that ridiculous title.

Unfortunately, it's too late to call me Senior Brother now.

Here, there's no such thing as 'better late than never' for deep affection. The consequence of angering Shen Lian is only annihilation."

With a sweep of his longsword, the female Disciple was instantly cleaved in two, becoming a pool of crimson flesh and blood.

At this moment, Shen Lian's feet were already covered with the corpses of Inner Sect Disciples; a rough estimate put the number of Disciples dead by his hand at eight hundred.

"Qingyun, Qingshan, attack!"

First Elder could no longer sit still. Losing eight hundred Inner Sect Disciples was almost a crippling blow to the Heavenly Feather Sect.

The Inner Sect was different from the Outer Sect; every Disciple was a core combat force of the Sect and a pillar of strength that allowed the Sect to stand firm on the Primordial Continent.

Although most of them might not be as talented as top Prodigies, they were a crucial part of the Sect's healthy cycle.

Now, Shen Lian alone had slaughtered nearly thirty percent of the entire Sect's Inner Sect Disciples, completely exceeding First Elder's expectations.

He had to stop Shen Lian from going mad.

"Oh? Finally can't sit still, can you? I thought you were hard-hearted enough to watch them all perish by my hand!"

Clang—

No sooner had his voice fallen than Shen Lian switched from offense to defense, holding his sword horizontally to protect his chest.

Immediately, Qingshan's sword tip struck his sword spine, and amidst the metallic clang, a fierce spark flashed.

At the same time, Qingyun's sword attack came from the side in a flanking maneuver.

Shen Lian swept his sword, parrying Qingshan's fierce sword, and with a backhand Sword Qi, directly forced his opponent back.

"Die!"

Suddenly, First Elder's palm strike, taking advantage of Shen Lian's wide-open guard, landed squarely on his chest with a full-power 'Mountain-Splitting Stone-Crushing Palm'.

Having successfully landed a blow, First Elder looked at Shen Lian with a ferocious expression, as if he could already see Shen Lian's heart pulse shattered and him spitting blood to his death.

But the next moment, he sensed something was wrong.

His powerful palm force struck Shen Lian's chest, yet it was like a mud ox entering the sea; the condensed Spiritual Qi and true essence instantly turned into nothingness.

"This is a technique to dissipate force..."

First Elder's pupils contracted, revealing a look of disbelief.

Shen Lian, however, had blood-red eyes, still gazing at him with an arrogant posture.

"Impossible! My cultivation is Spirit Transformation Realm ninth-layer; you couldn't possibly dissipate my full-power strike!"

"In my eyes, your so-called Spirit Transformation Realm ninth-layer has no essential difference from Body Tempering first-layer. Killing you is like slaughtering a dog!"

Shen Lian let out a deep shout, and his longsword suddenly slashed down from the Void Realm.

First Elder was greatly alarmed and decisively withdrew his Move and hand.

By a mere hair's breadth, the sword's edge swept past less than half an inch from his palm, thus avoiding the crisis of having his hand severed.

"Shen Lian, go to hell."

Qingshan, seeing that Shen Lian's attention was not on him, seized the opportunity to thrust his sword towards Shen Lian's back.

Boom—

But the next moment, a powerful palm force suddenly erupted from Shen Lian's back, piercing through Qingshan's body with lightning speed.

"Puff—"

Qingshan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the sword he had thrust, which was seven inches from Shen Lian's back, fell limply.

Qingyun, on the side, glanced at Qingshan, and his face instantly turned pale.

Qingshan's chest had completely caved in, and his spine even protruded high due to displaced ribs.

As for Qingshan himself, blood flowed from his seven orifices; he had been shaken to death, his internal organs shattered.

First Elder was shocked: "This is the palm force of the Mountain-Splitting Stone-Crushing Palm! You, you actually know the method of absorbing Qi into your body and then redirecting it for a counterattack?"

"Surprised? Unfortunately, today's surprises are far from over."

With that, Shen Lian swung his sword with a backhand, taking advantage of Qingyun's shock before he could react, and directly beheaded him.

"You..."

"Next, it's your turn!"

A ferocious smile appeared on Shen Lian's lips, and he swung his sword, directly attacking First Elder.

"Shen Lian! You can't kill me, if you kill me, you will definitely..."

Pfft—

A sword pierced through like a rainbow; First Elder's words were cut short.

Shen Lian's Sword Qi had already penetrated his body, instantly slicing him into sashimi, leaving only his head with an expression of shock and disbelief.

With the death of the four Spirit Transformation Realm Elders, the surrounding Inner Sect Disciples immediately lost their fighting spirit and no longer dared to approach Shen Lian, who was like a god of slaughter.

They screamed and ran out of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Shen Lian paid no attention to these ants, instead carrying his longsword on his back, walking step by step towards Ye Fan, who was not far away.