Supreme Sword God

The five of them moved fast. In the blink of an eye, they appeared near Ye Chen, landing one after another and surrounding him.

"You little bastard, you’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. You offended me and still dare act alone? Some people really can’t stand how long they’ve been living." Chu Mo sneered, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

Lv Xian: "Tell us where Zhang Xiao and Liu Min are, and I can give you a quick and clean death. Otherwise, you’ll find no way to live, and no way to die!"

Ye Chen glanced at the two, and said blandly, "I thought a big crowd would show up. Turns out it’s just a few pieces of trash."

Cold light flashed in Chu Mo’s eyes as he roared, "Still acting tough? Do it, knock him to the ground first!"

The next moment.

Aside from him and Lv Xian, the other three simultaneously erupted with Saint Realm Power of Law. Their gaze on Ye Chen was like they were staring at a dead man.

"Who moves, who dies." Ye Chen’s voice was indifferent, ice-cold.

One of them snorted coldly and lunged forward.

"Die!"

Ye Chen let out a cold shout, and a streak of Sword Qi shot from his hand. In an instant, the brow of that Saint Realm cultivator who was charging at Ye Chen was pierced through, a hole punched cleanly in it as his Sea of Consciousness Divine Soul was directly shredded!

"Bang!"

The corpse hit the ground.

Chu Mo, Lv Xian, and the other two Saint Realm cultivators stared wide-eyed, faces full of disbelief. Boundless terror rose in their hearts!

Casual, offhand, and he killed one of theirs with a mere wave.

And the one killed wasn’t even weak.

Saint Realm Seventh Layer, six types of Power of Law!

"Don’t be afraid of him, that definitely wasn’t his own power just now... kill him!" Lv Xian shrieked, her voice sharp as she shouted.

"Looking like that, you’re really ugly."

Ye Chen spoke coldly, then once again lifted his hand and waved. Another streak of Sword Qi streaked out.

"Puff!"

Lv Xian didn’t even have time to react before, just like the previous man, her brow was pierced through, a hole opened up, and her Sea of Consciousness Divine Soul was ground to pieces.

Ye Chen: "Ugly is one thing. Venomous on top of that? You deserve to die."

Chu Mo and the other two remaining were drenched in sweat.

They had never encountered such a terrifying Saint Realm before...

Lv Xian’s strength was considered upper-tier among Saints, yet she was still insta-killed...

Chu Mo swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he said, "Asura brother, this is all just a misunderstanding. Why don’t we turn hostility into harmony? To show my sincerity, whatever you want, I can agree to it. Our Chu Family can absolutely satisfy your needs..."

Ye Chen: "Kneel."

Chu Mo: "Brother, leave some leeway in what you do..."

Ye Chen: "My patience is not that good."

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

The other two Saints, spineless to the core, kneeled instantly.

"Asura, we were wrong... we’ll never dare again. You’re magnanimous, just spare us this once..."

"Asura, please, show mercy..."

The two kneeling on the ground were panic-stricken, begging nonstop.

Chu Mo clenched his teeth, and the next moment, his knees also went soft and he knelt down.

"Asura, this time the fault is mine!"

Chu Mo forced the words out between his teeth.

Kneeling was humiliating.

But death was far more terrifying!

Ye Chen: "Spineless, you kneel the moment you’re told. On the Chaotic Battlefield, you still think about attacking your Human Race comrades? You should die."

As his words fell, Ye Chen raised his hand and waved again. Three streaks of Sword Qi shot out, each killing one of Chu Mo’s trio!

On the Chaotic Battlefield, Human Race killing Human Race—if that gets out, no matter who’s in the right, the Divine Palace will impose punishment.

Moreover, if he didn’t kill Chu Mo, the Chu Family’s revenge would definitely come wave after wave.

And besides, this kind of trash bullies the weak and fears the strong. Keep them alive, and sooner or later they’ll be lapdogs of the Divine Race.

Therefore.

Wiping them all out was the best solution.

After killing the five.

Ye Chen took the five Storage Rings, then let out a sigh.

Slaying Saint Realm is like bullying little kids—utterly boring. He still had to think of a way to take a stroll through the Emperor Realm Area.

Just as Ye Chen was preparing to leave.

Suddenly.

An extremely strange zither melody rang out.

Blades of sound, like knives and swords, slashed at Ye Chen from all directions.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, a razor-sharp aura exploding from him as he shattered all the sound blades.

"You think you can leave?"

Ye Chen shouted, his foot stepping on golden light as he shot toward an empty patch of space. The Celestial Mark Sword flashed out of its sheath and cleaved down with force.

Right after, from that obviously empty region came a sound like cloth being ripped apart.

A body surfaced, chopped into two halves by Ye Chen’s sword!

"Hm?"

Ye Chen’s brows knit together.

Still not dead?

The bisected body actually tried to flee in two different directions.

"You think you can get away?!"

Ye Chen let out a sneering laugh, and in an instant, two Saint Swords shot out of his Storage Ring, streaking toward two different directions and nailing both halves of the body to the ground.

Ye Chen flew toward one half, grabbed with his hand, and the other half, still skewered on a Saint Sword, was dragged over, floating in front of him.

"So this is the Divine Race?"

Ye Chen muttered.

This guy wasn’t Human Race.

That meant he was Divine Race.

In appearance, not much different from Humans. The most obvious mark was the vertical golden stripe glowing on his brow.

"Damn Human brat, I am a mighty Divine Race Warrior. You can kill me, but you cannot humiliate me!"

The Divine Race Warrior, body split in half, bellowed.

Ye Chen sneered. With a wave of his hand, a torrent of Sword Qi turned the floating half of the Divine Race Warrior’s body into a sieve, riddled with holes.

"I’m humiliating you. What exactly can you do about it?"

Divine Race Warrior: "...Just you wait. Our other Divine Race Warriors will definitely avenge me!"

Ye Chen stepped forward, pinning the half of the Divine Race Warrior nailed to the ground under his foot, and said, "Don’t move. This is my first time running into a Divine Race member. Let me study you a bit, then I’ll send you on your way."

Back at Cangxing Martial Arts Academy, when dealing with the Demon Race, the academy had detailed explanations on the Demon Race’s bodily structure.

Sharpening the blade doesn’t delay chopping wood.

Know your enemy, and you’ll kill your enemy better!

Under Ye Chen’s Martial Arts Divine Eye, the Divine Race Warrior’s bodily structure quickly had no secrets left.

There wasn’t anything particularly special.

Only...

The power of the Divine Race Warrior... stirred up a storm in Ye Chen’s heart!

Because the Divine Race’s power was highly similar, nearly overlapping, with Spirit-Weapon Unity!

Ye Chen felt that there might very well be some kind of connection between them!

Now he knew that Spirit-Weapon Unity was a bargaining chip left by some super ancient big shot during the Epoch War. For Spirit-Weapon Unity to link up with the Divine Race—yeah, that really might be the case!

"You lowly Human scum, you dare humiliate me like this? Our Divine Race Warriors will definitely flay you alive, rip out your tendons, and tear you to pieces!"

Ye Chen gave a faint smile. "You can die now."

As his words fell, his sword came down.

The Divine Race Warrior’s vitality completely dispersed.

Right then, a strand of golden light floated out of the Divine Race Warrior’s corpse.

This golden light was identical to the golden pattern on the Divine Race Warrior’s brow.

As this strand of golden light appeared, a force in Ye Chen’s body suddenly began to stir restlessly!