Qin Feiwu, Qin Ke, Li Kuangfeng, and other Martial Cultivators who were ostensibly eliminating the Demon Seed were all staring at Su Chen, their eyes already solidified.
Su Chen actually... actually appeared?
Wasn’t it said that Su Chen had died? Wasn’t it said that Su Chen had died at the Vast Mountain, killed by that Dome Extreme Realm prodigy?
Why has he appeared again?
Is it a man or a ghost?
If they had known he was not dead, whether it be the Wanlong Dynasty’s Royal Family, Xuaanwu Academy, or even the Sun Family, Wang Family, and Azure Dragon Army, none would dare covet the attention of Su Chen’s child, not in the least!
At twenty-three, Su Chen already possessed the strength that nearly approached the Dome Extreme Realm. What if Su Chen had ten or twenty more years? Who knows whether he could sweep everything aside?
Who could withstand Su Chen’s vengeance?
Qin Feiwu and others were filled with fear, trembling, and of course, also regret and frustration.
And this miscalculation could very well send them and even the forces behind them to the Yellow Springs Hell!
A gust of bloody wind blew by, and inexplicably, Qin Feiwu and others felt a bone-chilling cold as if even their blood had solidified.
In utter silence, Qin Feiwu and others became extremely vigilant, not daring even to blink, fearing that Su Chen would suddenly make a move.
"Qing Wu, Xuan’er, Su’er, you..." The next moment, Su Chen turned his head and looked toward Mo Qingwu, Chu Xuan, and others. The scars and blood on their bodies he saw, the redness in his eyes increased threefold.
"Whoo-hoo-hoo... Brother Su!!!" Chu Xuan and the others were left with nothing but tears of excitement and happiness, forgetting the pain of their injuries, for having Su Chen alive meant everything.
"Second Elder, I’m sorry!" Su Chen took a deep breath, then glanced at Zhao Wuwei, his voice already had a sobbing tone, "I’m sorry!"
He thought, he could bring glory to the Burning Heaven Sect.
He thought, he could make the Burning Heaven Sect soar.
He thought, all the disciples of the Burning Heaven Sect would have dignity and status because of him.
Indeed, he thought right, he accomplished it.
He also brought disaster, brought death.
The entire Burning Heaven Sect, almost completely wiped out!
Thousands of disciples, only a few hundred remained.
Blood and bodies everywhere, twisting Su Chen’s heart with pain.
Great Elder Xuu Zhan, Zhou Feng, and other familiar people, all died in battle, self-detonated.
All because of himself!
"Young boy Su, it’s good that you’re back, good that you’re back, good that you’re back." Although Zhao Wuwei was severely injured and close to death, he felt no pain; he looked at Su Chen, and his fierce face finally softened.
No matter how many achievements Su Chen attained, no matter how powerful Su Chen was, in Zhao Wuwei’s heart, Su Chen was still the same Su Chen who initially came to the Divine Martial Continent, the one who joined Burning Heaven Sect, the one whom he and Xuu Zhan abused to death and came back to life with insane strength growth, astonishing everyone.
"Second Elder, I, Su Chen, swear that I will avenge our brothers and sisters who have died! I, Su Chen, swear that today, anyone who has died because of me, their parents are my parents, their relatives are my relatives, I will surely..." Su Chen paused, tears of blood already covering his face.
A good man does not shed tears.
But at the heart’s sore spot.
In front of the whole Qingyou Pavilion, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!!!
All for him, all dead for him!
"Su Chen..." Zhao Wuwei wanted to say more, but Su Chen suddenly repressed all his emotions. In an instant, he seemed like another person, like a piece of blood-red ice.
Qin Feiwu and the others felt a strong ominous premonition, and the pressure was immense.
"Su Chen, your child hasn’t experienced anything yet; we... we can talk things over, after all..." Qin Feiwu swallowed his saliva and shakily ground his teeth as he spoke.
"All of you will die, and so will the forces behind you," Su Chen interrupted Qin Feiwu lightly.
In that gentle voice, which seemed plain and insipid, there was an extreme determination, an extreme intent to kill.
"You! Su Chen, no matter how talented you are, you are but one person. Are you sure one person can provoke the Wanlong Dynasty? Provoke Xuanwu Academy? Provoke the Azure Dragon Army, the Sun Family, the Wang Family, and so on..." Qin Feiwu barked, his face slightly pale as he displayed a blend of horror and the ferocity of a cornered beast, "Moreover, even at this moment, we together have eighty thousand people. Su Chen, even if you are formidable, how many people can one person kill? Can you change the course of the battle? Su Chen! Impulsiveness is the devil, you are a wise man. Think about it for yourself, don’t make a mistake!"
"Young Master Su..." At the same time, the four stewards at the Royal Auction House looked at Su Chen, as if readying themselves for battle.
Chu Kang, Chen Jianqiong, and others also looked at Su Chen, waiting for his order. With just a word from Su Chen, they would fight again.
Su Chen was not fighting alone.
Su Chen was the backbone!
With Su Chen present, they were confident in slaughtering Qin Feiwu and everyone else present. Despite the large numerical advantage of the enemy, having over eighty thousand people.
However, because of Su Chen and the four Creation Realm warriors he brought with him, they vastly outnumbered them in terms of powerful figures.
As long as they continued fighting, the outcome was foreseeable.
"Brother Su, we can fight again!" Chu Xuan also shouted. She absolutely would not let these scum go. They must die! Die!! DIE!!!
Had Su Chen provoked them? No, it was they who were insane, desiring the elusive Bloodline Power, even sparing no children.
The entire ranks of the Burning Heaven Sect were almost completely annihilated.
The Holy Spirit Academy, Qin Family, Lan Family, and so on, also saw hundreds upon thousands perish.
These were deep-seated blood feuds!
How could they let this go?
Chu Xuan considered herself a kind-hearted person, yet her resolve to kill was firm.
A blood debt could only be repaid with blood.
Su Chen didn’t agree or shake his head, but suddenly shouted, "First, die a wave for me!!!" The source of thɪs content is novel•fire.net
The Three Powers Transformation, all transformed into Divine Soul. The terrifying Soul Power burst forth wildly, turning into thousands of Soul Swords, covering the sky and swooping toward the front.
"Ahhhh..." From among the remaining eighty thousand Martial Cultivators including Qin Feiwu, over ninety percent suddenly started to scream horrifically. They clutched their heads; their faces twisted like devils.
One Martial Cultivator after another slam into the ground, bleeding from every orifice, faces full of Trembling Terror and fear...
Dying with their eyes wide open.
The entire process lasted about a dozen breaths.
And during these dozen breaths, a full thirty thousand people died!
Another thirty to forty thousand were grievously injured, staggering backward, screaming, begging for mercy, and even kneeling down.
As for Qin Feiwu, Qin Ke, Si Ming, and other such powerhouses, they too turned various shades of pale with extreme terror, as even they were affected by Su Chen’s Soul Techniques during the onslaught.
In fact, this was still because Su Chen had chosen a wide-area attack.
Otherwise, given the current strength of Su Chen’s Divine Soul, if it were one-on-one, aside from Qin Feiwu, no one else could withstand his Soul Techniques—they would be directly killed.