Command from Lord Tianzun echoed throughout the area. The nobles among the devil ranks, Yan Luo, Nu Chongyi, and others, stepped forward. Few of their eyes were brimming with a terrifying, malicious intent that made even the cultivators of the Xuantian sect, who were standing beyond the city gates, feel a chill running down their spines.
"Let us show these humans the true might of our Abhorst empire," Yan Luo said, his voice echoing like a chilling gale across the battlefield. He didn't wait to form a group rather he himself attacked a group of human cultivators alone. His figure blurred, and the next time he appeared, he was already near a group of cultivators.
The first to face Yan Luo's assault was a group led by a middle-aged cultivator from the Xuantian sect. He was a late Martial ascension realm expert named Li Wei. Despite his confidence, when he faced Yan Luo, he could feel the depth of the latter's cultivation. It was an unknown, unfathomable depth that made his heart shudder.
Yan Luo was like a specter, his figure weaving through the battlefield, leaving devastation in his wake. He merely waved his hand, and a blast of devilish energy swept across, sending dozens of cultivators flying. The impact was so brutal that some cultivators were heavily injured even before they could raise their defenses.
Before Xuantian sect could think of a counterattack, another figure came attacking their cultivators. It was Nu Chongyi. His eyes pulsated with devil energy as he attacked, a group of human cultivators. He extended both of his hands and a swirling vortex of darkness formed in the air. He sent it towards the human cultivators and four cultivators immediately got wrapped by the swirling vortex. The cultivators could not understand what was happening but when the swirling vortex went went back, they saw four lifeless bodies falling to the ground.
Li Wei and the remaining cultivators felt horrified. They had expected devils to be powerful but not to this extent. Their confidence wavered as they saw the young devils, showcasing monstrous abilities one after another.
Meanwhile, Zhan Chen observed the battlefield from a distance. He was calmly watching the battlefield, his eyes flickering with a sharp light. He knew that there was a need of a counterattack from their side. If no one could step up, then he would slaughter the young devils on his own.
Suddenly, a monstrous roar resounded, and the earth beneath them trembled violently. A gigantic devil, who was clearly different from the others, stepped forward. His muscles bulged with power, and his skin was a mottled green with sharp spikes protruding all over his body. He was one of the noble devils, Gong Qianshou, known for his brute strength.
Gong Qianshou let out another roar and charged toward the cultivators. He trampled over the battlefield, his body was like an unstoppable juggernaut. The cultivators who stood in his path were sent flying, their bodies mangled and broken.
The battlefield turned into a slaughterhouse for the devils. Each and every noble devils stepped forward. Few of them were fighting alone and others came attacking while leading a group of devils.
One of the noble devils, Bai Wuchang came forward while leading a group of devil cultivators. He was a slim devil, with long silver hair that cascaded down his back. He had set of eerie eyes which glowed with dark purple. His lips twisted into a cruel smile when his eyes fell on Zhan Chen.
'So, that brat is here. It will be nice to see how long he can stand infront of me", Bai Wuchang murmured to himself. He ordered his subordinates to follow him and came charging towards Zhan Chen's group.
Zhan Chen calmly stared towards Bai Wuchang, his expression calm and unfazed. Contrary to him, other cultivators in his group were sweating as they prepared themselves to meet the group of devil army.
Their small confrontation drew the attention of many experts on the battlefield. Devil generals and Xuantian sect elders, all wanted to see who would come out on top.
Bai Wuchang attacked as soon he reached near Zhan Chen. His fingers elongated, transforming into sharp claws that dripped with corrosive devil energy.
Zhan Chen sidestepped, his movements fluid and graceful. With a swift motion, he swept his hand forward, sending a streak of blinding sword light towards Bai Wuchang. The devil became surprised at first but he met the attack of Zhan Chen with his long claws.
"Not bad human. Unfortunately, it will be your last day. So, perform the best you can", Bai Wuchang spoke. His eyes glowed with malicious light as he looked towards Zhan Chen. His language was different than humans but Zhan Chen could understand him easily. A look of ridicule appeared on his face after he heard Bai Wuchang's word. 'No one is more foolish than a person who comes to look for own death', he thought to himself.
Bai Wuchang launched another set of fierce attacks with his deadly looking claws. Everyone thought Zhan Chen would struggle to fight off such terrifying attacks but he proved all the onlookers wrong. His eyes were calm and disposition was steady as he met the attack of Bai Wuchang with complete ease. Finally, Bai Wuchang started to understand something was wrong. He had been attacking for a while but Zhan Chen had yet to take a step backward in response. He was already running low on devil energy but it seemed like Zhan Chen still had a vast energy reserve to rely on.
"No...this can't be," Bai Wuchang murmured to himself with disbelief in his eyes. He had never expected Zhan Chen to be this formidable.
"Enough playing around. It is the proper time to send you to your grave", Zhan Chen spoke. He took out a sword from his spatial ring and swung it towards the sky.
"Scattered sword. Divine illumination of the Sun", he spoke loudly as an energy sun manifested just above Bai Wuchang. Bai Wuchang was already stepping backward, his instinct telling him that upcoming attack was far too dangerous. Before he could take few more steps, the energy sun suddenly burst apart. Numerous small swords scattered and fell upon Bai Wuchang and his group.
It was only a normal sword technique for Zhan Chen but it attracted the attention of almost everyone in the battlefield. The small swords were glowing with a blinding light. So no one could see exactly what was going on at the moment. Soon, all the swords vanished and the dust settles. There was a look of shock on Lan Yueyue's face as she saw what her man was capable of.
It was a bloody sight. A single attack of Zhan Chen, vanquished almost fifteen devils from the face of the world. None of the devils who got attacked by the tiny swords had an intact body. All of their bodies were a mangled mess as they got attacked by Zhan Chen's sword technique.
The remaining devils from Bai Wuchang 's group looked towards Zhan Chen as if they were seeing a horrifying monster. They backstepped immediately and turned their head to run back towards the main army. In response, Zhan Chen spoke only one word. He waved his hand and shouted, 'Attack'.
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