Chapter 295: Chapter 293: Revered as a God, Feared as a Saint
Dugu Xue’s face was livid.
The calm disdain on Jiang Chen’s face was more humiliating than the most vicious insult imaginable.
It was as if that look had transformed into countless mouths, endlessly repeating the same question in his ear.
How do you want to die?
How do you want to die?
How to die?
Die?
His fists clenched, and a terrifyingly malevolent aura erupted from his body. Dugu Xue glared at Jiang Chen, his gaze as venomous and chilling as if he were looking at the man who had murdered his father and stolen his wife, ready to tear him apart. "Jiang Chen, you’re far too arrogant! Do you really think you’re invincible?"
"I wouldn’t say invincible, but dealing with a bunch of pushovers like you is a piece of cake," Jiang Chen said nonchalantly.
If he had said this just a moment ago, Dugu Xue and the others would have undoubtedly met his words with scorn.
But now...
Who would dare to mock him?
The corpses littering the ground were a resounding slap in the face to them all.
Dugu Xue’s face twisted in a hideous snarl. He gritted his teeth and said, "Our Seven Great Dynasties have more than forty thousand people here! We could drown you in spit alone!"
"Then by all means, try."
The Dustfall Sword suddenly shot forward in a thrust.
SWOOSH—
The flash of the blade was so fast it was already right in front of Dugu Xue.
"Get back!"
Dugu Xue roared, aiming his palms at Jiang Chen and shoving them forward.
HUM!
Streaks of blue ice danced in the air, freezing it solid. A circular blue ice wall, ten meters in diameter, materialized in front of him.
BANG—
The tip of the sword struck the ice wall.
Cracks spread out from the point of impact, and the entire wall shattered.
The sword light continued unabated, hurtling toward Dugu Xue.
Dugu Xue’s expression changed drastically. He threw up three more ice walls to block Jiang Chen while roaring at the others, "Mengg Wanqing, Zhou Dong, Wum Jiuling! The three of you, help me hold him off! Ghost Emperor, go and activate the Nine Demons Sky Demon Array!"
"Alright!"
The Ghost Emperor nodded grimly and retreated into the air, bellowing, "Disciples of the Nine Sins Hall, hear me! Come and deploy the Nine Demons Sky Demon Array!"
"Yes, sir!"
’Jiang Chen is an invincible Killing God! Only the Nine Demons Sky Demon Array can stop him!’
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
The experts from the Nine Sins Hall flew toward the Ghost Emperor.
Over four thousand experts from the Nine Sins Hall divided themselves into nine groups of about five hundred each, arranging themselves in nine different positions with the Ghost Emperor at the very center.
"By my spirit, I command the Ten Thousand Ghosts! Resentment of heaven and earth, heed my call..." The sinister Ghost Qi around the Ghost Emperor and the four thousand-plus experts of the Nine Sins Hall writhed madly, coalescing into terrifying black Ghost Qi Lock Chains that descended, hovering over the ground below.
The black chains continued to extend, absorbing all the corpses and blood on the ground wherever they passed.
The black light grew increasingly brilliant and blinding.
On the ground outside Celestial Relief City, they traced out a massive Array Pattern.
"This is bad! That’s the Nine Demons Sky Demon Array! If he succeeds in setting it up, this place will become a paradise for the Ten Thousand Ghosts!"
"All the masters who died here will be turned into unkillable, indestructible Corpse Ghosts!"
"Jiang Chen, you have to stop him from completing the Nine Demons Sky Demon Array!"
Seeing this, Xu Canghai and his two companions paled and shouted warnings to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen’s brow twitched. He glanced down at the sinister Array Pattern, his eyes hardening as a hint of killing intent surged. "You won’t even let the dead rest in peace. All of you from the Nine Sins Hall deserve to die!"
"Hmph! If you want to destroy the Nine Demons Sky Demon Array, you’ll have to get through us first!"
Dugu Xue sneered, moving to block Jiang Chen’s path. He roared, "Everyone from the Yinluo Sect, hear my command! Stop Jiang Chen at all costs!"
Mengg Wanqing strode forward with his Battle Sword, taking his place beside Dugu Xue. "Everyone from the Celestial Sword Sect, hear my command! Block Jiang Chen!"
Zhou Dong bellowed, "Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, Saint Martial Sword Sect, and my Yuhua Sect! Heed my order and block Jiang Chen!"
"And my Emperor’s Palace..."
Wum Jiuling also stepped forward.
The four powerhouses, leading the Sects of the six other great dynasties, formed a human mountain of over forty thousand experts, blocking the path between Jiang Chen and the members of the Nine Sins Hall.
Dugu Xue said with a smug look, "Jiang Chen, this Nine Demons Sky Demon Array is a tactic the Ghost Emperor and I prepared long ago. We originally planned to use it at the very last moment to steal your Cyan Radiance Stones, but thanks to you, we have to activate it early. Still, if it means we can kill you, it’s well worth it!"
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes at Dugu Xue and sneered, "You think you can kill me with this band of pushovers and some bullshit Grand Array?"
"Hahaha! Your ignorance is plain to see. You have no idea how powerful the Nine Demons Sky Demon Array truly is. Soon enough, you won’t be laughing!" Dugu Xue said coldly.
Mengg Wanqing licked his lips, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes. "To have such combat power at the Heavenly Destiny Realm Fifth Stage... if you were given more time, you might even have a shot at the Venerable title. What a pity you were too blind to see who you were provoking. On this day next year, we’ll be observing the anniversary of your death, Jiang Chen!"
Zhou Dong and Wum Jiuling both sneered coldly.
Ice surged around Dugu Xue, forming a suit of Ice Armor that covered his entire body, leaving only his two sinister eyes visible. He stated flatly, "Stop him from destroying the Nine Demons Sky Demon Array, no matter the cost!"
"Understood!"
"Don’t worry, Brother Dugu! With so many of us, we probably won’t even need the Nine Demons Sky Demon Array to kill him!"
The crowd was brimming with confidence.
’A group fight, is it?’
Jiang Chen glanced at the dense, dark sea of heads before him and suddenly broke into a wry smile. "Perfect. My Thunder Realm has just taken shape and hasn’t tasted blood yet. I’ll use all of you for some practice."
"Practice on us?"
"How arrogant! Kill him!"
Dugu Xue, Zhou Dong, and the other two leaders charged forward. Behind them, the army of nearly forty thousand surged toward Jiang Chen, radiating killing intent.
「Far in the distance...」
The expressions of the experts from the Three Major Sects, who were watching the battle, changed. They all began shouting warnings. "Jiang Chen, avoid a direct confrontation!"
"Don’t meet them head-on!"
However... despite their warnings, Jiang Chen acted as if he hadn’t heard a thing, letting their words pass like the wind.
Not only did he not dodge, but holding his Dustfall Long Sword, he took the initiative and charged straight into the dark, swarming crowd.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
’Is he trying to get himself killed?’
No!
Jiang Chen would never do something so foolish.
A group battle!
An all-out mob assault.
In a chaotic battle like this, the greater the chaos, the greater his advantage. A dark golden light pulsed around Jiang Chen’s body. His physical form was now comparable to a High-grade Earth Tier Profound Weapon; ordinary attacks felt like little more than a tickle.
The moment he plunged into the crowd, he used his formidable body to simply ram more than a dozen people to death.
But in doing so, he fell into an encirclement of several thousand people.
Faced with a dense barrage of colorful, overwhelmingly powerful attacks, Jiang Chen showed no fear. A sinister light flashed in his eyes as he let out a roar that boomed like a great temple bell. "Thunder Realm—manifest!"
BOOM—
A dark golden light suddenly erupted from beneath Jiang Chen’s feet, spreading out from him to form a domain a full hundred zhang in radius.
This massive circle instantly enveloped over a thousand experts from the Seven Great Dynasties.
CRACKLE!
CRACKLE...
Within the bounds of the Thunder Realm, arcs of lightning began to appear. At first, they were weak, causing only a slight feeling of paralysis when they struck the warriors.
But soon, the arcs of lightning grew more numerous and more powerful.
RUMBLE—
RUMBLE, RUMBLE—
RUMBLE, RUMBLE, RUMBLE—
Bolts of lightning grew from the thickness of a finger to that of an arm, finally becoming as thick as a man’s thigh. They blotted out the sky, connecting heaven and earth.
"AHH..."
"This lightning is terrifying! Get away!"
"No, I don’t want to die..."
The Thunder Realm had instantly transformed into an ocean of lightning.
Within this sea of lightning, over a thousand experts from the Seven Great Dynasties were blasted into charred husks by the terrifying, merciless thunder. Even those Martial Artists with stronger physiques or higher cultivation who could withstand the lightning found their movements restricted.
Jiang Chen casually swung his long sword, moving as if through an empty field, reaping one life after another.
At this moment, wreathed in lightning as he weaved through the thunderous sea, Jiang Chen was like a peerless Thunder God.
Gazing at the young man who pulsed with dark golden light, everyone’s faces filled with expressions of horror and awe.
They respected him as a god and feared him as a saint.
