Chapter 138
"However, my Noir Family’s elites are all here. Even if Saint Lord Alex’s abilities are incredibly strong, it’s impossible for you to kill every single one of us, right?"
Alex was instantly somewhat speechless.
This middle-aged man’s meaning was clear. It’s true you can definitely kill us. However, as long as you let even one of us escape, it will be an insult to the prestigious name of Saint Lord Alex.
To actually say such cowardly words with such a tough, unyielding tone. He was truly curious about how Cyrus normally trained these people’s confidence.
"Cyrus, it seems you still understand me far too little." Alex smiled faintly, mocking.
"Since that is the case, keep your eyes wide open and watch carefully today."
"Watch how I completely annihilate your Noir Family’s elites."
"What?!" Cyrus instantly panicked, roaring angrily.
"Alex, you dare!"
But Alex had already casually waved his hand, tossing the crystal ball high into the sky.
The next second, he gripped the Purple Cloud Demon Sword horizontally. Instantly transforming it into eighteen swords. Urging them with the full power of his palms.
"Soul-Devouring Annihilation Wind!"
The Soul-Devouring Annihilation Wind was a sword technique one tier higher than the Soul-Devouring Swords.
The absolute strongest ability equipped with the Purple Cloud Demon Sword.
The eighteen swords spun rapidly in mid-air. Transforming into a massive tornado billowing with dense purple mist.
It blasted forward in an instant, pouncing toward the thirty Noir Family elites like a prehistoric ferocious beast.
The Noir Family crowd revealed expressions of sheer terror. Hurriedly bringing out their strongest spiritual artifacts to defend themselves.
But the Heaven and Earth-grade and Origin-grade spiritual treasures in their hands were fundamentally as fragile as paper before the Soul-Devouring Annihilation Wind. Unable to withstand a single blow.
As the storm swept over them, it sucked everyone in. People and spiritual treasures alike. Entirely into the tornado.
"Ahhhh!"
Shrill, miserable screams echoed out. Shaking the heavens and the earth.
The Noir Family crowd exerted all their strength trying to escape.
Yet it felt as if they were trapped inside a meat grinder.
They could only watch helplessly as their bodies were crushed into fine powder bit by bit. Their essence blood sucked dry, their souls violently extracted.
And through the crystal ball suspended in mid-air, Cyrus saw this entire scene with absolute clarity.
Watching his elites have their souls scattered and their bodies completely annihilated under the baptism of the storm, Cyrus felt as if his very heart was dripping blood.
Their Noir Family couldn’t compare to the vast wealth of the Hale family. Right now, they were merely a second-rate family. Resources counted on one’s fingers.
To cultivate a single Void Amalgamation Realm elite required an incredibly heavy and tragic price.
These thirty Void Amalgamation Realm cultivators were virtually the entirety of the Noir Family’s core strength.
Normally, Cyrus pampered them like precious treasures. Giving them whatever they wanted.
Fundamentally not even daring to send them out to deliver messages.
But today, upon learning the news of the Vault of Divine Blade Heart’s appearance, Cyrus believed this was the Noir Family’s only chance to defy the heavens and change their fate.
So he gritted his teeth, hardened his heart and dispatched all of his precious treasures at once.
He had originally counted on these thirty elites to infiltrate the Divine Blade Sect and gather intelligence on the Vault.
Yet he never expected that after they arrived, before encountering a single person from the Divine Blade Sect, they would first bump into this great devil, Alex.
Cyrus expected even less that, as fellow Saint Lineages, Alex would actually dare to slaughter his family’s elite backbone right in front of his face.
Could it be he wasn’t afraid of the Noir Family’s revenge?
Alright. With the Hale family’s power, they indeed had no fear. Let alone the Main Family, even a random Hale branch family was not something his Noir Family could dare to mess with.
In just a few short seconds, the thirty Noir Family elites were annihilated into fine powder by the Soul-Devouring Annihilation Wind. Transformed into blood essence and souls, entirely absorbed by Alex.
The crystal ball also happened to fall back to the ground. Smashing into powder with a resounding bang.
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Northern Frontier. Inside the Noir Family’s Saint Lord’s Hall.
The moment the crystal ball shattered, Cyrus’s pupils shrank. A smear of scarlet blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He abruptly stood up, like an enraged wild beast, hoarsely roaring non-stop.
"Alex!"
"I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you!"
A short, middle-aged man with a goatee standing to the side said cautiously. "Saint Lord, please calm your anger."
"With the Saint Lord’s current cultivation, if you were to confront that Alex, there is absolutely not the slightest chance of winning."
This middle-aged man was named Garret. Cyrus’s blood brother and also his strategist and military advisor.
Cyrus abruptly turned his head. Teeth gritted. "Then tell me, what should we do?!"
"Thirty Void Amalgamation Realm cultivators. It cost me a full fifty years of resources to painstakingly cultivate them!"
"And the result? All entirely suppressed and killed by that Alex within five seconds!"
"If this grudge is not avenged, I, Cyrus, swear I am not a human!"
Compared to the enraged Cyrus, Garret appeared very calm. He narrowed his eyes. Pondered for a moment.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, a sinister smile.
"Elder Brother, although it is said that to take revenge, even hundred years is not too late."
"Our grudge, however, truly does not need to wait hundred years. We can take our revenge immediately."
"Oh?" Cyrus narrowed his eyes.
"How do we take revenge?"
Garret analyzed with a smile. "Elder Brother, previously we learned that the Hale family’s Third Elder, Tobias, and Fourth Elder, Lara, led a group of elite disciples to participate in the Dao Vindication Assembly, correct?"
"Nonsense." Cyrus said in annoyance.
"Why are you bringing this up?"
A few days ago, upon learning the news that the Dao Vindication Assembly was beginning, their Noir Family had not received an invitation.