Chapter 305: Chapter 133: Approaching the Yuan Dynasty, Chen Chang’an Begins the Massacre! _4
However, a terrifying surge of Demonic Qi emerged next to him.
Wherever he passed, swathes of people were dying incessantly, as if their souls were returning to the underworld.
Every soldier who died did so with a look of terror, as though they had encountered some great horror before their end.
In fact, Chen Chang’an was indeed that great terror.
A Demon Emperor would never show mercy.
"Emperor Song, you can stop!"
Zhao Tiande looked down at Chen Chang’an and shouted coldly.
Chen Chang’an stopped upon hearing this. He looked up at Zhao Tiande and the others in the sky, and he smiled slightly:
"Oh, a few old farts. I thought you wouldn’t show up."
"Well, this saves me some effort."
As for Zhao Tiande, this old fellow, Chen Chang’an was familiar with him. He was one of the ancient Sect Leaders of the Taiyi Sect.
An old antique who had managed to survive from the previous era.
Now, he is in charge of the most mysterious faction within the Taiyi Sect, the Chaotian Gate.
Chaotian Gate is supposedly an organization integrated with the Heavenly Court.
And this old fellow, he was initially unable to awaken.
But now, with the strengthening influence of the Heavenly Dao due to the fusion of the Three Thousand Realms, he’s risen once again.
But am I, really, his first target after rising?
Heh, old man, all I can say to you is-
You will regret this decision.
At this moment, Chen Chang’an was able to confirm-
The whole incident with the Black and White Impermanence must have been instigated by this old fellow.
And since it was this old fellow Zhao Tiande, he must have known that Black and White Impermanence were his, Chen Chang’an’s people!
And yet, knowing that, he still acted in such a way. How interesting!
"Hmph! Emperor Song, don’t be too arrogant."
Hearing Chen Chang’an’s words, Zhao Tiande gave a cold snort.
Then, he looked down at those people who were falling into destruction under Chen Chang’an’s boundless Demonic Qi:
"You consider yourself a noble and lofty sect leader, yet you have lowered yourself to attack these younger generations."
"How can you stomach that?"
"Heh, attacking the younger generations?" Chen Chang’an scoffed at the statement.
"The moment they drew their blades on me, they ceased to be pitiful."
"Moreover, as far as I’m concerned, they are not younger generations."
Eh!
Hearing Chen Chang’an’s words, the rebuke that Zhao Tiande was about to deliver got stuck in his throat.
One must admit, those soldiers couldn’t really be considered younger generations in front of Emperor Song.
They were his peers!
"Emperor Song, I do not wish to discuss this with you."
"Let’s wait. Once our clan’s Xuan Ancestor arrives-"
"I assure you, old man, that we shall have our battle!"
Listening to Zhao Tiande’s words, a profound smile appeared on the corner of Chen Chang’an’s mouth:
He said, "Old man, are you referring to this?"
Immediately after, he pulled something out from his Inner World.
It wasn’t anything else, but a person.
A person whose body had been worn down by the Great Dao and was at the brink of death.
"Xuan Ancestor~!"
Upon seeing this figure, Zhao Tiande immediately let out a scream.
Because the figure that Chen Chang’an pulled out was his clan’s Xuan Ancestor.
The one who had descended into this realm with them and left early to stall Chen Chang’an.
Zhao Tiande had been wondering why Chen Chang’an had arrived, but the Xuan Ancestor was nowhere to be seen.
He hadn’t expected, the old man had already met a grim fate!
Zhao Tiande shouted loudly:
"Emperor Song, release our clan’s Xuan Ancestor immediately, otherwise I swear, I will fight you to the death!"
"Fight to the death? You, worthy of that?"
"But, do you want this thing? If you want it, I’ll give it to you!"
Boom~!
The next moment, Chen Chang’an suddenly threw the Xuan Ancestor of the Zhao Clan out.
His speed was so fast, it caused sparks and lightning to trail behind him.
In an instant, the friction caused a fiery meteor to rise in the void, it was coming towards Zhao Tiande and his companions with a terrifying vigor.
This overwhelming force tore through the void.
"Emperor Song, you dare to disrespect my Xuan Ancestor like this?"
Zhao Tiande was instantly enraged.
Chen Chang’an’s actions were utterly disrespectful to him, it was blatant contempt of his dignity.
However, this was not something he should be thinking about at the moment.
"Hah~!"
Next moment, Zhao Tiande let out a loud roar, and his Immortal Nation behind him rose up in a cloud of mist, the immortal fruits opened, exhaling endless vigor.
He threw out a palm, fiercely colliding with the void in front of the flying Xuan Ancestor, halting his forward momentum.
Then he made a grab, fiercely catching the Xuan Ancestor.
However, as soon as he grabbed the Xuan Ancestor, Zhao Tiande’s face changed drastically.
"Xuan Ancestor?!"
Because at this moment, the Xuan Ancestor of the Zhao Clan had turned into a corpse!
The old man was clad in golden armor, but what met him was not the valor of the strong, but a wave of deathly silence.
Boom!
Zhao Tiande’s heart seemed to explode, he felt as if something had shattered inside of him.
All he could think about at this moment was-
His Xuan Ancestor, was dead?!
Xuan Ancestor, who had once followed their founder and was the last remaining commander of the Three Thousand Divine Guardians, was dead!
How could this be?
Zhao Tiande couldn’t believe it.
How could their clan’s invincible foundation, that had endured for several eras, be so easily annihilated?
"What’s the matter? Not pleased with my gift?"
At this moment, a cold voice echoed from the sky yet again.
Everyone looked towards the sound and drew a sharp breath.
In the high sky, Chen Chang’an, unbeknownst to them, had already risen and stood mid-air.
Above his head, four horrifyingly large demonic shadows hung high in the sky.
Each of these demon shadows were gigantic, they covered the sky and obscured the land, millions of feet tall.
Chen Chang’an stood in their midst, looking like a Demon God from an unparalleled era had descended.
At this moment, even though Chen Chang’an was smiling,
It was not difficult to detect a hint of cold and murderous intent within his smile.
He was about to commence a massacre!
