Whoosh!
"Ahhhh!"
Bang!
"Aaaaaggghhh!"
Blood and body parts scattered all over the place as Yuan continued to swing the Empyrean Overlord without mercy.
Tens— hundreds of disciples from the Blood Sect were slaughtered at the hands of Yuans, yet their Sect Master, Lord Blood, remained hovering in the sky without moving a single finger, silently watching his disciples getting slaughtered in the bulk with a cold gaze.
Of course, he never really expected the disciples that were mostly Spirit Apprentices and Spirit Warriors to capture Yuan, who was a Spirit Grandmaster.
Even if he had tens of thousands of disciples, it would not be enough for a Spirit Grandmaster.
His only motive was to tire out Yuan with his disciples so that he would have a better time taking him down later. In other words, he was sacrificing his own disciples for himself.
As for the disciples, they had no choice but to fight Yuan, even if they might die. After all, if they don't listen to Lord Blood, they will definitely die at the hands of their own Sect Master.
"Get him! He won't be able to defeat all of us!"
"For Lord Blood!"
The disciples continued to rush at Yuan despite his overwhelming presence.
"Heavenly Domain!"
A profound aura suddenly appeared around Yuan, instantly pressuring before flattening the disciples there into meat paste.
Blood splattered all over Yuan's body and face, but when the blood touched his Golden Dragon Robes, they would slide right off, almost as though it was coated in a thick layer of liquid-resistance substance.
However, the blood on his face remained, and some of it even got into his eyes, making it seem as though he was crying blood.
"Haaaa!"
Yuan swung again, and another dozen people died.
'Ah… What exactly am I doing…? I can't feel anything...' Yuan wondered inwardly he as subconsciously swung the Empyrean Overlord in every direction.
'There's something hitting my face… Is it raining?'
'Why am I doing this again?'
'You're doing this to protect the innocent… Just like you always have…' Another voice suddenly resounded in his head.
'Who are you?'
'Me? You should already know the answer to that question.' The voice responded.
And it continued, 'The sensation of their flesh tearing apart… The smell of blood… The profound atmosphere… Their blood-curdling screams… Remember it… Remember it all...'
Flashbacks began occurring inside Yuan's head, but he still managed to fight the Blood Sect.
After an unknown amount of time have passed, Yuan snapped out of his flashbacks, finding himself in the middle of a bloodbath.
Yuan then explained the situation to them and how he fought against the entire Blood Sect by himself.
Chapter end
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