Chapter 2006: Chapter 1975: Entering the Lingxin Sect (Part 2)
Not an ordinary Qi Cultivation Stage.
The two, working together, could indeed defeat some Spirit Gathering experts.
However, they are not ordinary Qi Cultivation Stages, and how could Chen Yang be an ordinary Spirit Gathering Realm?
The behavior of the two disciples, who acted without words, also angered Chen Yang.
If that’s the case, then let’s start fighting.
He wasn’t one to tolerate — facing the two disciples charging at him, he raised his hand and executed a Gathering Spirit Seal!
Boom!!
The two disciples were no match for Chen Yang. As they leaped high, before they could reach him, they became unsteady in mid-air due to the explosion of the Gathering Spirit Seal, retreating repeatedly.
They retreated seven or eight steps before barely stabilizing themselves.
"So strong."
The two disciples clutched their injured chests, their expressions horrified.
They never thought they wouldn’t be able to withstand even a single move.
At this moment, they realized the person’s strength before them was not simple at all.
"Damn it, daring to act wildly in our Lingxin Sect’s place, no matter how strong you are, you won’t find any good outcomes."
Another disciple harshly spat out a sentence and then turned to run.
It was obvious he was going to call for help.
The other disciple, clutching his chest, stared at Chen Yang without a word.
Seeing this, Chen Yang did not speak or make another move.
Lingxin Sect is a sect with substantial resources.
If he could avoid entering, that would indeed be the best choice.
After all, no one knows if their sect harbors formations similar to arena arrays.
A minute passed, and sure enough, the disciple who had left earlier returned with several people.
Those people all possessed Spirit Gathering Realm strength, but their ages were at least a cycle older than the two disciples.
Additionally, Chen Yang noticed one point: the attire of those in the Spirit Gathering Realm was completely different from that of the disciples.
The clothing of the disciples leaned towards an ancient style.
In contrast, the attire of the three men was obviously typical outer clothing.
From this, it wasn’t hard to deduce that the Spirit Gathering Realm experts called by the disciple were likely not from Lingxin Sect.
They were very likely from the same group as the middle-aged man he had just killed.
"So it’s you who came to cause trouble looking for someone?"
The Spirit Gathering Realm expert approached with a haughty attitude, questioning Chen Yang immediately.
Chen Yang glanced over without a word: "Hand over the old man."
Upon these words, the few Spirit Gathering Realm individuals paused, then burst into wild laughter.
"Hahaha, so you came for that old man. Who would have thought you would catch up here so quickly, impressive." The man with the bushy beard in the middle spoke mockingly.
After laughing, the others revealed vicious looks: "That old man has caught the attention of our young master. You want to take him? I think you’re tired of living!"
As soon as the words ended, the group made their move.
Channeling Spiritual Energy, they charged at Chen Yang.
From their tone, it wasn’t hard to discern that Liu Taoist was indeed here, and he had been taken by these people in front of him.
Towards the disciples of Lingxin Sect, Chen Yang could show some restraint, as they might not be involved.
But as for these individuals before him, he couldn’t afford any leniency.
"You’re the ones tired of living."
Chen Yang roared low, brandishing the Stone-Cutting Sword and charging forward.
Soon, the fight was in full swing.
Knowing their intent, Chen Yang held nothing back and unleashed his full power from the start.
Although they had numbers on their side, what did that amount to in the face of Chen Yang’s formidable combat strength?
Swish, swish, swish...
The sword gleamed and produced cold air.
The Stone-Cutting Sword was extremely sharp, and no one could withstand its passage.
In just ten to twenty exchanges, all four Spirit Gathering Realm experts were bleeding, with wounds appearing on different parts of their bodies.
The most severely injured had even lost an arm completely.
"Ah!!,"
The one who lost his arm howled loudly in pain.
The rest were astounded by the sight.
They never expected that, even with the four of them surrounding one person, they’d end up injured like this — it was unbelievable.
This person before them, could he really be considered human?
Could someone in the Spirit Gathering Realm have such powerful combat skills?
"You... you’re Chen Yang." Someone deduced Chen Yang’s identity through some small details.
Chen Yang frowned. It seemed the other side knew him well.
This was already the second time he was recognized without introducing himself.
But he really couldn’t figure it out, which faction exactly did the opponent belong to.
Being able to gather so many Spirit Gathering experts around him.
"No wonder they’re so powerful!" The mocking look on the man with the bushy beard disappeared immediately. He quickly turned his head and said to someone, "Hurry up and notify the young master and Young Master Gu! Chen Yang has come to attack."
"Okay."
Upon hearing this, the person immediately turned and ran without saying another word.
Young Master Gu, Gu Xuanyu?
Chen Yang was somewhat taken aback.
He didn’t expect that these people would actually be summoned by Gu Xuanyu.
It was indeed somewhat unexpected to him.
When did the Gu Family behind Gu Xuanyu gather so many Spirit Gathering experts?
"Gu Xuanyu’s henchmen? I see."
Chen Yang was already furious, and knowing that the other party was related to Gu Xuanyu only made him more enraged.
With a light tap of his toes on the ground, his body instantly turned into a shadow and charged forward.
The man with the bushy beard and his companions were terrified!
"This is bad."
The man with the bushy beard exclaimed in shock and immediately turned to run, but it was too late.
The path where Chen Yang’s shadow passed was always accompanied by a flash of sword light.
And where the sword light passed, someone was bound to be cut.
Slash, slash, slash...
A series of sounds of flesh being torn arrived, followed by patches of the originally lush green grass becoming stained with blood...
"Ah! My arm!"
"My leg, my leg is gone."
...
The anguished cries of the man with the bushy beard and his two companions echoed across the sky, resounding throughout the entirety of Tianhua Mountain.
"You, you have a lot of guts to dare injure people on our Tianhua Mountain?"
Disciples of Tianhua Mountain, both shocked and angry, pointed at Chen Yang and shouted loudly.
Chen Yang glared back: "This is a grudge between me and them, it has nothing to do with your Lingxin Sect. I don’t want to be enemies with you, but you’d better not stop me either."
"You... you’re being too presumptuous! Injuring people in my Lingxin Sect and still daring to make such bold statements? Just you wait!"
The disciple pointed at Chen Yang, reproached him, and then turned and headed up the mountain.
Apparently, he was also going to get reinforcements.
The Lingxin Sect was clearly used to being above it all, with only two disciples guarding the entrance, and even when Chen Yang clashed with those Spirit Gathering experts here, no one came to check the situation.
This too showed something of the Lingxin Sect’s extraordinary nature.
As the Lingxin Sect’s disciple turned to leave, Chen Yang did not stop him.
Seeing this, the man with the bushy beard and his companions also wanted to leave.
They were severely injured, and Chen Yang had obviously been heavy-handed with them, so they didn’t dare stay here any longer.
There was a risk to their lives.
"You want to leave too? Stay here for me."
Chen Yang raised an eyebrow, instantly turned into a shadow, disappearing from his original spot.
People from the Lingxin Sect could leave, but these people couldn’t.
Without further ado, he chased after them, delivering two sweeping kicks directly.
Chen Yang’s speed was as fast as lightning, leaving the man with the bushy beard and the others without time to react, each struck squarely on their backs, causing them to stagger and fall face-first to the ground.
"You... what do you mean by this?"
Gritting his teeth in hatred, the man with the bushy beard glared at Chen Yang, full of resentment.
He was a respected Spirit Gathering expert, honored wherever he went, treated with respect.
Yet he was being beaten like this by a young man in his early twenties — an utter humiliation.
"Of course, it’s to hold you as hostages."
Seeing the man with the bushy beard wasn’t hurt badly enough, Chen Yang rushed up and kicked him again.
Thud.
This kick landed directly on the man with the bushy beard’s chest, snapping four or five ribs instantly, making him spit blood and lose his ability to move for the time being.
As for the others, Chen Yang did the same, leaving them all sprawled on the grass like dead dogs.
Now he just had to wait for Gu Xuanyu to come.
After two or three minutes, indeed a large group of people, at least over twenty, came from the mountain in a grand procession.
Most of them were from the Lingxin Sect.
It was easy to distinguish from their clothing.
Among these twenty or so people, three figures caught Chen Yang’s attention.
An old man with a strong and robust body, exuding a powerful and formidable aura.
The other two young men, one was the familiar face of Gu Xuanyu, while the other was slender and unrecognizable.
However, from the way they positioned themselves, that person’s status seemed quite extraordinary, perhaps even above Gu Xuanyu!
