Chapter 329: Unleashing a Killing Spree
"Kill!"
The saber light was as bright as snow, reflecting faces that were ferocious and cruel.
On the busiest long street of Great Chen Island, piercing shrieks rose one after another, as barbarians holding curved sabers swarmed in from all directions at the sound, roaring as they besieged Zhang Yuan.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuan couldn’t help but curse under his breath.
He didn’t expect that upon returning to Great Dream Marsh, he would have to fight as soon as he landed on the island.
These barbarians were truly vicious and overbearing, completely unreasonable!
Zhang Yuan suddenly swung the Taowu Saber, the fierce sword aura slashing through a curved saber that was swinging towards him like lightning.
Simultaneously slicing the saber-wielding barbarian into two!
Blood splattered everywhere, with red and green entrails spilling onto the ground, a truly shocking sight.
However, the horrific death of their companion did not intimidate the surrounding barbarians.
On the contrary, their eyes were bloodshot, driven by a frenzy to hurl themselves forward, trying to overwhelm Zhang Yuan with sheer numbers on this street.
Though they were indeed fierce and brave, their strength was mostly at Tier Two.
Even with a few Tier Three among them, they were no match for Zhang Yuan!
Zhang Yuan stood firm in the middle of the street, like an immovable rock.
No matter how violently the barbarians attacked, he didn’t move even a step.
With his Taowu Saber, he swung through waves of flame light, slashing, chopping, slicing, or sweeping continuously, everywhere he went was a storm of blood, no one capable of stopping him.
Against these low-level opponents, Zhang Yuan didn’t need to use any sophisticated moves, nor draw on the Divine Nest Host’s Power; the Taowu Saber, infused with True Essence, easily sliced through one flesh and blood body after another.
Relentlessly reaping lives!
The Profound Soldiers, satiated with blood, vibrated with excitement in Zhang Yuan’s hands, conveying a greater thirst for slaughter.
The blade emitted a dim red light, with evil qi spewing and enveloping all around.
Batch after batch of barbarians fell into the pools of blood, the corpses around Zhang Yuan growing in number.
The roars and screams began to fade.
Because even the fiercest barbarians felt the soul-chilling fear inspired by the deadly qi filling the street, their frenzied minds clear.
This was the innate fear of death, suppressible but impossible to eliminate entirely.
"Retreat!"
At this moment, a powerful figure among the barbarians arrived.
Following a thunderous roar, the barbarians besieging Zhang Yuan retreated one after another, as if relieved.
"Form up!"
"Throw the spears!"
Though the newcomer was still unseen, commands were issued.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The next moment, short spears were launched at Zhang Yuan from different directions.
The spearheads glinting with a cold light whistled through the air, fast and precise, with great force!
The coordination between them was extremely tacit, instantly sealing off all of Zhang Yuan’s escape routes.
Zhang Yuan snorted coldly, suddenly leaping high into the air.
While in mid-air, he unexpectedly twisted to the right, his body technique agile and graceful.
Evading all the spears, he landed by a shop at the street’s edge like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit.
The saber flashed, and a newly appeared burly man staggered back, screaming in pain.
His muscular chest was slashed open with a foot-long wound, skin and flesh gaping as blood sprayed out like a fountain, the rib bones neatly broken, revealing the wriggling innards inside.
In just one exchange, this barbarian expert was severely injured!
In fact, this barbarian expert was not weak at all; he was blessed by the tribe’s shaman wizard upon birth, possessing the innate brute strength to tear tigers and leopards, alongside an extremely adept saber technique.
Yet when Zhang Yuan’s long blade slashed towards him, he felt his will seized in an instant, powerless.
By the time he regained his senses, his chest was already cut!
If not for the martial artist’s instinct at the most critical moment, urging the barbarian expert to step back half a step.
He would have been split into two halves lying on the ground now.
"Die!"
Despite suffering significant losses and being seriously injured, the barbarian expert did not retreat. Instead, his eyes widened in fury, and he roared as he swung his curved saber at Zhang Yuan with all his might.
His weapon differed distinctly from the ordinary barbarians’ curved sabers, not only thicker and longer but also engraved with totem-like patterns on the blade, creating energy strands as it swirled, moving as fast as lightning!
However, the barbarian expert’s determined counterattack sliced through empty air.
Because, in an instant, Zhang Yuan moved to his right side, the Taowu Saber slicing upward, cutting him diagonally into two pieces.
In a flash, the outcome of victory, defeat, and life or death was decided!
After slaying the barbarian expert, Zhang Yuan calmly turned around.
Facing the other enemies once more.
However, the previously fierce barbarians now stood frozen, eyes filled with fear and despair.
They couldn’t believe that the invincible warrior they revered was slaughtered by Zhang Yuan like a chicken or a dog, unable to withstand even two or three exchanges.
It’s unclear who fled first, but the group of barbarians scattered with wails.
They scampered into the nearby alleys like beaten stray dogs, completely losing the will and courage to fight.
Zhang Yuan didn’t pursue them—he had already killed enough.
On the street ahead of Zhang Yuan, over thirty corpses lay sprawled haphazardly.
Bright red blood pooled into meandering streams on the stone slabs, flowing slowly to the lower-lying areas.
The once bustling and lively long street was devoid of pedestrians, most of the shops on both sides had closed their doors, and the clerks soliciting business at the front had vanished.
Faintly, a few trembling figures could be seen shrinking in the corners.
Zhang Yuan shook his head, sheathing his saber.
This slaughter was inexplicable; it was not what he wanted.
Zhang Yuan had deliberately disguised himself and returned to Great Chen Island, intending to first understand the current situation in Great Dream Marsh and gather information about the White Wolf, ready for a period of dormancy.
But instead, he immediately erupted into a killing spree, forging a vendetta with these barbarians!
Instinct told Zhang Yuan that trouble was still to come.
"Sir."
Just as Zhang Yuan hesitated about whether to leave Great Chen Island, a cautious voice suddenly came from beside him.
He turned his head and saw a head sneakily poking out from behind a nearby stone wall.
The person glanced around briefly, then beckoned to Zhang Yuan, "Come with me!"
After a brief thought, Zhang Yuan stepped forward.
Judging by the appearance, the person seemed harmless.
Even if they weren’t, he wasn’t afraid.
The man wore a gray short outfit, with an ordinary face, somewhat sly, typical of a common street rascal.
Under the man’s guidance, Zhang Yuan passed through a dark and narrow alley.
Entering a dilapidated little house.