Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor
Chapter 278 - 278 276 Slaying Ancestor Ximen

278: Chapter 276: Slaying Ancestor Ximen 278: Chapter 276: Slaying Ancestor Ximen “Break the formation!”

As Li Chen shouted these final two words, the giant sword transformed into a nine-zhang Golden Dragon, slashing down at the Eight Gates Golden Lock Meihua Formation below.

“Boom!”

The sword fell, and the heavens and earth shook!

Faced with such a ferocious Sword Array, Ancestor Ximen, Sun Baiyang, Xuan Nan, and Master Puhong, the four Great Grandmasters, were all shocked and horrified.

Each guarding one gate, they struggled to hold on.

In an instant, both parties were once again in a life-and-death standoff.

“Slash!”

Li Chen roared in the air, unleashing the second sword strike.

Realizing the situation was dire, Sun Baiyang and Xuan Nan exchanged a glance subconsciously.

At this point, they both clearly understood that even if the Eight Gates Golden Lock Meihua Formation could withstand Li Chen’s second sword, it would definitely not stop his third.

What’s more, he might very well have a fourth, a fifth.

To keep resisting like this, the breaking of the formation was just a matter of time.

When a couple faces grave danger, they still flee for their own lives, let alone when they and Ancestor Ximen are just temporary allies, not even ordinary friends.

Thus, the moment Li Chen’s second sword strike descended, they almost simultaneously evacuated their positions.

The sudden retreat of Sun Baiyang and Xuan Nan greatly increased the pressure on Ancestor Ximen and Master Puhong.

Especially Ancestor Ximen, who was at the Formation Eye, almost singlehandedly endured Li Chen’s deadly strike.

“Dammit, Sun Baiyang, Xuan Nan, you’ve betrayed me…”

Before the word “me” could be fully uttered, a clear sword mark appeared on Ancestor Ximen’s forehead.

Following that, a stream of fresh blood flowed down from his forehead, pattering onto the ground.

Although Master Puhong was still in the Meihua Formation, he was located at the Life Gate, far away from the Formation Eye.

Besides, with his supreme hard work, his body had been tempered and was as solid as a rock.

Thus, he was fortunate to save his life.

But he was also wounded by the Sword Qi, felt a sweetness in his throat, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

With Ancestor Ximen killed and Master Puhong injured, Xuan Nan and Sun Baiyang retreated.

The once impregnable Eight Gates Golden Lock Meihua Formation was instantly broken by the Sword Shadows.

The bloodshed was appalling and shocking to behold.

Without the protection of the Array, those Half-step Innate and Inner Strength Mastery Martial Artists were all like chickens and dogs, slaughtered one by one by the Sword Shadows.

“Crackling and crashing!”

“Pffft!”

“Ahh!”

…

In an instant, fresh blood fell like a waterfall, dyeing the entire night red.

The sparkling waters of the pool were also soaked in blood-red, emanating a pungent smell of blood, as if it were purgatory on Earth.

Ximen Yuu, seeing his grandfather, whom he regarded as a divine being, killed along with the Death Soldiers and Venerated Elders of the Ximen Family, including his fathers and brothers, was devastated.

With blood-red eyes, he frantically grabbed a sword and, like a crazed beast, charged at Li Chen.

“Damn you, Li Chen, I’m going to kill you, kill you!”

A few surviving Death Soldiers of the Ximen Family, seeing this scene, also rushed over quickly.

“Young Master, Young Master!”

Seeing this scene, Li Chen couldn’t help but frown.

A vortex immediately condensed in the palm of his hand, sucking up a giant stone and hurling it towards Ximen Yuu.

“Pfft!”

Ximen Yuu’s body collided with the huge stone, spewing blood mid-air before collapsing into a puddle of muck, slumped in a pool of blood.

However, his eyes were already bulging with unyielding rage, clearly unwilling to close even in death.

“Ximen Yuu, the biggest mistake of your life was to provoke me!”

After slaying Ancestor Ximen and the others, Li Chen’s sharp eyes immediately locked onto Puhong, Sun Baiyang, and Xuan Nan.

“I said earlier, if I can’t kill you all within ten moves, I’ll consider it my loss.

I’ve already used seven moves; only three are left.

How about this, each of you takes one move from me.

Whoever withstands it can leave alive.

What do you say?”

Sun Baiyang, Puhong, and Xuan Nan all stared at each other, dumbfounded.

Each one of them, a towering figure in their own right, now pushed to a dead end by a young man, a fact unbelievable to others, and even they on the scene could hardly accept.

But whether they accepted it or not, this was the reality, a bloody reality.

Either die on the spot like Ancestor Ximen or make a last desperate fight.

Li Chen gently wiped the fresh blood off the White Bone Jade Sword and asked indifferently, “Who will go first?”

The expressions of Puhong, Xuan Nan, and Sun Baiyang changed uncertainly, none of them daring to step forward and accept the challenge.

After a long while, Puhong, with a face like a brass bell, clasped his hands and chanted a Buddhist mantra.

“Amitabha Buddha, Master Li is blessed with exceptional talents, why indulge in such slaughter?

Do you not fear falling into Avici Hell, forever embroiled in samsara?”

Li Chen scoffed, saying, “Master, ask yourself, how much blood have your own hands been stained with?

If you are not afraid of falling into Avici Hell, what do I have to fear?

Besides, if our positions were reversed, if I were defeated today, would any of you spare my life?”

Puhong was left speechless by Li Chen’s words, merely bowing his head and chanting mantras to mask the turmoil within his heart.

Xuan Nan and Sun Baiyang, seeing Li Chen’s intent to kill, knew they had to fight to the death, or they had no chance of leaving alive.

Realizing this, the fear on the faces of Sun Baiyang and Xuan Nan vanished, replaced by resolute determination.

Xuan Nan was the first to speak, breaking the deathly silence.

“Master, do not waste words on such a heinous rascal.

The Heavenly Dao cycles, and good will always triumph over evil.

I do not believe that the three of us together cannot deal with this brash youth.”

Sun Baiyang took out three pills, offering two to Xuan Nan and Puhong.

“Fellow Taoist Xuan Nan, Master Puhong, these are Seventh-grade Spiritual Pills from Medicine King Valley.

Upon consumption, your cultivation can instantly double, though the effect will only last half an hour!”

With that, he took the pill in his hand and swallowed it with a determined expression.

Overjoyed at the prospect of doubled cultivation strength, Xuan Nan eagerly chewed the pill after Sun Baiyang had swallowed his own.

While chewing, he said with satisfaction, “Half an hour is more than enough to slay this rascal!”

Seeing Sun Baiyang and Xuan Nan had taken their pills, Puhong pondered for a moment, before chanting “Amitabha Buddha” and likewise, consumed the pill.

Immediately, Sun Baiyang, Xuan Nan, and Puhong’s vigor surged, and their wounds instantly began to heal.

Clearly, the Spiritual Medicine had taken effect.

Xuan Nan, Sun Baiyang, and Puhong were all long-established Great Grandmasters, and now that their cultivation had doubled, even Undefeated War God Li Lingtian might find it exceedingly troublesome to face their united force.