Chapter 810: Chapter 32: Holy City Massacre
The cultivators from the Chinese cultivation world, numbering in the tens of thousands, had also come to this place, including inheritors from the Ancient Immortal Land and hidden lands. This armored knight was so outrageously boastful that it immediately incited many cultivators, prompting them to prepare to unleash magic treasures and slay these knights.
However, the knight’s eyes showed even more contempt, as if this scene had long been planned. He said, “Now, are you still able to display your powers? Elder Qiu, come out, the thirty-six riders are under your command.”
The armored knight spoke indifferently.
His words left all the cultivators astonished, their faces turning immensely ugly.
However, in the next moment, the so-called ‘Elder Qiu’ did not appear.
And none of the cultivators here had any issues using their own abilities; in fact, their spirits were incredibly full of vigor.
“Hmm? Elder Qiu, could something have happened?”
The armored knight’s heart sank, and his bristly beard couldn’t help but tremble.
“Sarnel, it seems Elder Qiu has failed; thus, after a long time without killing evil spirits, you will once again join me in battle.”
As the knight spoke, he waved his large hand, and the thirty-six riders began charging ahead, starting a massacre against all the cultivators from the Immortal Lands.
However, this scene still did not unfold as expected.
At this moment, Zhou Yan stepped upon the void and then unleashed the Supreme Emperor Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Technique, blocking the charge of the thirty-six riders in one fell swoop, standing in the void with indifference toward the armored man named ‘Watson’.
“Are you Bruce Lee?”
The knight was not surprised and asked Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan nodded indifferently.
Facing this knight, Zhou Yan felt like he was confronting a powerful cultivator at the level of the Sword God Realm.
The gap was already so vast that there was no suspense.
But if Zhou Yan did not stand out, there would be no Great Power overseeing the Immortal Pool this time, and the cultivators here would be entirely slaughtered.
Zhou Yan did not understand why the hidden powerful individuals here did not appear, but it was imaginable that since the opponent dared to swagger and fearlessly come here to kill, they naturally had no fear.
“The name Bruce Lee is formidable, but that’s all there is to it. Bruce Lee, if you submit to the majesty of our descending saints, you can live. You people from the East have a saying, ‘A wise man submits to circumstances,’ I hope you will consider it.”
The knight spoke condescendingly, intentionally tempting.
He had already harbored murderous intent; if Zhou Yan agreed, he would still strike, causing Zhou Yan’s demise and ruin his reputation at the same time.
This was a simple calculation. How could Zhou Yan not see through it?
“The mystery and power of the East are far beyond what you can comprehend. Additionally, I will tell you, if you retreat now, you can still keep your life. If you do not leave, you will never be able to leave again!”
“Hahaha, Eastern people are best at bragging; they have already provided countless jokes for the rest of our countries. I didn’t expect the famous Bruce Lee to be nothing more than a person with an undeserved reputation. Alright, no more jokes, I’ll send you to meet God with one strike of my spear.”
The knight, who was laughing heartily while speaking, suddenly raised his spear and thrust forward.
“Pft—”
The void was pierced by an extraordinarily brilliant killing intent, instantly shattering a section of space. This strike, if encountered by Zhou Yan earlier, might not even leave the Void Sword Body to escape.
But at this moment, while speaking with the knight, Zhou Yan was already on alert.
As the knight spoke, Zhou Yan had already absorbed Emperor Xuan Yuan’s energy through soul fusion with the Xuanyuan Sword, his soul body’s realm had no restraints and crazily surged upward.
As soon as the knight finished speaking, Zhou Yan’s realm broke through the shackles in one fell swoop—because there were no shackles, Emperor Xuan Yuan’s energy allowed Zhou Yan’s strength to reach the Divine Realm in a short time.
It could be said that this realm approached the Sword God Fifth Transition.
At the same time, this state separated from the Tianshu Ancient Town!
It was a very natural separation!
Under these circumstances, there was no external change in Zhou Yan’s appearance, because the understanding of the thirty-six Heavenly Gang Transformations and seventy-two Earthly Fiend Transformations of Xingyi made Zhou Yan’s exterior ever-changing yet unchanged.
In the eyes of all the cultivators, that strike was incredibly terrifying, inexpressibly frightening, as if heaven was being slain and the void being punctured.
But in Zhou Yan’s eyes, it was slow and full of flaws.
Zhou Yan didn’t move until the spear almost reached him; he casually moved forward a finger, and that spear instantly froze in the void, then instantly shattered with a “puff”.
“Ten Thousand Ghost Sword Dao.”
Zhou Yan spoke softly.
At that moment, it was as if a sword emerged in the hearts of everyone between heaven and earth, a sword of spirit.
This sword, along with everyone’s spirit, flew from their hearts, appearing instantly behind Zhou Yan.
Behind Zhou Yan, there was a sea of ten thousand swords, with sword lights shimmering.
“Sss—”
Zhou Yan lightly pointed forward with his hand, and ten thousand swords shot out, slashing out a true Supreme Dao.
“Pft—”
In an instant, knight Watson was the first to be hit, his head suddenly flying upwards, spurting a fountain of blood from his neck, launching his armored head a hundred meters high.
Not only this knight, but also the knight beside him, Sarnel, whose head similarly flew upwards, with blood spurting a hundred meters high.
And not only these knights, but all thirty-six charging knights, including those hidden around the area, all suddenly had their heads fly up, blood spurting from their necks.
Like nearly a hundred pillars of blood, forming a gruesome yet absolutely beautiful scenery in this land of the Immortal Realm.
After a moment, the blood and light of these cultivators’ soul bodies suddenly burst out, exploding in mid-air, their bodies and paths vanishing.
It was at this moment that the heads swirling in the void fell like balls with a clatter from the void.
With one sword, endless powerful figures were slain, even those knights far beyond the level of the Ancient Immortal Land, hidden elders, ancestor-level; this left all the cultivators present terrified, their blood boiling with excitement and awe, mixed with reverence and fear.
This was a true slaughtering method: a single finger, ten thousand swords at once, beheading, shattering divine souls!
This was a world-shocking feat, extremely fierce and terrifying, yet so dazzling and charming.
All the cultivators started breathing heavily, witnessing the unparalleled invincibility of Zhou Yan for the first time.
This is the means of a cultivator returned from the Outer Domain; if one learns from the Outer Domain and returns, surely one would possess methods no less than this, would they not?
In an instant, all the cultivators of China were genuinely shocked, filled with supreme longing for Outer Domain cultivation.
At this moment, Zhou Yan merely frowned slightly and said, “Don’t think about the Pure Yang Ancient Cauldron of the Pure Yang Sect anymore, this relates to the secrets of Heavenly Pivot Ancient Town. I will attempt to unravel its secrets later, and if successful, I will enlighten everyone.”
“However, for now, I need to leave for a moment to root out the enemies. Since they’ve come to kill, I will go to kill them.”
Zhou Yan said indifferently.
After speaking, he pointed into the void once more, and a black hole appeared, into which Zhou Yan directly walked.
All the cultivators widened their eyes, as if through the black hole, they saw Zhou Yan standing in an ancient Holy City at the end of the black hole.
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“Who dares intrude upon our Holy City Yesa City.”
“Bruce Lee, here to take the lives of a few Mechanical Clan members.”
Zhou Yan said indifferently.
The effective time of Emperor Xuan Yuan’s Energy is less than twenty-five minutes. Within these twenty-five minutes, Zhou Yan must slaughter all those cultivators sensed from the soul memory of the knight.
If this opportunity is missed, it will take one to three months before he might have the ability again.
Emperor Xuan Yuan’s Energy recovers extremely slowly, and after Zhou Yan used it, he concluded with clarity that it lasts for around thirty minutes, and after recovery, using it again takes ninety-nine days.
This is a long time, and in ninety-nine days, many major events can happen.
Therefore, with this sudden increase in strength, Zhou Yan must seize this opportunity well.
“Presumptuous! What demon dares to—hmm? Bruce Lee? That Demon Soul Monster from Central Earth?”
The guardian of the Ancient City flew out from the void, a beam concealing the signals of all modern recording equipment, preventing this series of anomalies from being transmitted.
At the same time, he said coldly.
“Die.”
Zhou Yan said no more, drew the Xuanyuan Sword, fused his soul with Emperor Xuan Yuan’s Energy, and in an instant slashed out the Xingyi Dragon Swordsmanship, with the Gray Dragon roaring towards the Western Holy City, instantly combating and slaying this guardian.
Such powerful and violent action caused the Holy City Knights, missionaries, and others who came upon the news to be all shocked, their eyes showing horrified looks.
Zhou Yan slew the guardian with a single strike, and the guardian’s body turned into a crystal chip, and Zhou Yan casually sent out a Purple Flame, annihilating flames incinerating this crystal chip.
The crystal chip instantly turned into fragments like a crystal skull, emitting a shimmering and radiant divine light.
Zhou Yan sensed, his expression immediately changed drastically—it was the skull of the ancient ancestors of China! It had been refined by the Mechanical Clan into a living missionary guardian! What a terrifying, hateful method!
“Damn it!”
Following the chip’s aura, Zhou Yan locked onto the endless cultivators in the city, beginning a true massacre.
He did not target the real missionaries, nor ordinary believers, but those heretical missionaries and guardians with chip aura, starting a bloody slaughter.
Thirty minutes is long, and thirty minutes is short.
Zhou Yan swept through, ascending the ancient Knight Hall.
In the Knight Hall, the chip’s aura was even more intense. Zhou Yan sensed the aura of this ancient Holy Land hall with his soul, finally confirming that there were no innocents, he unleashed the Divine Monkey Sword Soul’s Devil Suppressing Stick, delivering a Shattering Heaven and Earth destructive strike, amassing all strength to violently demolish this Holy Temple Hall.
At the same time, Zhou Yan sensed the anomaly of the Pope, engaged in combat with the Pope, and after three hundred rounds in the void, slew this Pope controlled by a Mechanical Clan member, leaving only the pure Great Sect system.
At this moment, Zhou Yan also had no way to carefully sense or analyze if there were any fish who slipped through the net, as time was about to expire.
The Pope possessed a powerful chip, continuously escalating in strength, adept in the art of imitation, extremely terrifying.
Engaging with him was like fighting oneself.
Ultimately, Zhou Yan left a flaw in his attack method, sacrificing an injury to slay the Pope through the flaw, instantly refining the chip.
A complete crystal skull fell into Zhou Yan’s hand.
Finally, all these bony skulls formed the outlines of several genuine cultivator skulls, among which one outline was the most complete, and it was restored by Zhou Yan with soul power, the appearance being Lee Ran’s.
And this scene left Zhou Yan utterly stunned, but Zhou Yan couldn’t stay, as Emperor Xuan Yuan’s Energy was about to vanish, so Zhou Yan opened the void and fled into it, returning to China and immediately going into hiding.
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On this day, Yesa City encountered the most brutal slaughter in history, with more than a thousand missionaries dead or injured, and the guardian lord of the Ancient City also saw more than thirty deaths.
This was a near-apocalyptic disaster for the Holy City.