Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2087 - 2087 2077 The Destruction of the Evil Spirit Sect

2087: Chapter 2077: The Destruction of the Evil Spirit Sect 2087: Chapter 2077: The Destruction of the Evil Spirit Sect These disciples of the Evil Spirit Sect usually committed all sorts of evil deeds, oppressing those poor mercenaries, so when Long Yan made his move, he did not hesitate a bit; it was better for such a scourge of a sect to be wiped out.

“Beast!!”

Xie Wu’s roar instantly enveloped Long Yan, who had also been affected just now.

Fortunately, he had the strength of an 8th-Rank God King, or else he would have been reduced to ashes in that strike.

Seeing how young the person before him was, Xie Wu couldn’t help feeling somewhat dumbfounded.

Was that strike just now really unleashed by this individual who was merely a Fourth Rank God King?

“So, you’re that young man who made trouble on the God Demon Battlefield and killed an elder of my sect?”

Xie Wu recalled the reports from his subordinates.

He wasn’t a fool; with just a little inference, he had figured out all that had happened.

No one else but this young man before him could possess such terrifying strength.

“As you see.”

Long Yan licked his somewhat dry lips.

“If there’s no one else, maybe he will be mine,”

Xie Wu said, frowning as he looked down imposingly.

“I do admire your courage to some extent, however, you’ve come here just to die.”

His tone still tended toward calm.

Since Long Yan dared to come here, he had to die in this place.

Otherwise, the entire Evil Spirit Sect might as well disband.

“By the way, where’s my son?”

Xie Wu suddenly thought of something unpleasant and hurriedly inquired.

“Dead.”

The two simple words were like a bolt from the blue.

Xie Wu could hardly believe it; his son was just…

dead?

Huge fluctuations of True Qi radiated around Xie Wu.

“Little beast, I will make you die!!”

A gloomy purple True Qi turned into Armor that clung onto Xie Wu, who was now emanating terrifying waves of Power.

“Yin-Yang Rotation.”

Two Tai Chi Formations appeared in Long Yan’s hands, and now that his only son was dead, Xie Wu had completely lost his mind.

“Die!”

A powerful gloomy purple Claw Mark hit the Tai Chi Formation above, and the immense rebound shook Long Yan to his core, worthy of an 8th-Rank God King, whose Quantity and Quality of True Qi far surpassed that of Long Yan, who was only a Fourth Rank God King.

Long Yan’s right hand gently opened and then clenched again.

The last strike made his palm tingle, but now with Xie Wu attacking again, Long Yan had no time to contemplate.

With a Spell Decision in his left hand, the Magic Gun whooshed toward the advancing Xie Wu.

A trace of fear flickered in the latter’s gloomy purple eyes as he dodged the strike with a flash.

“Kid, what other moves do you have?

Prepare to die.”

Ghostly howls seemed to whisper in the Air, with Xie Wu’s claws bearing fearsome True Qi.

“Aren’t you a bit too confident?”

Long Yan, facing the charging Xie Wu, showed no trace of fear as he spoke.

“Hm?”

Xie Wu, seeing Long Yan not react, lowered his guard, thinking Long Yan was just bluffing.

But what he didn’t see was the Magic Gun turning around, stabbing viciously towards him.

Seeing Long Yan still without reaction, a sense of triumph rose in Xie Wu’s heart.

Just as he was about to speak, a huge force came from his back, and the surrounding air rippled as if a stone had been cast into water.

With a “bang,” Xie Wu lost control of his figure and fell from the sky, his back now covered in Fresh blood, which flowed down his body.

“Damn it!”

Xie Wu cursed under his breath, but Long Yan, wielding the Magic Spear, didn’t give him any chance at all.

The spear, like a blood-red swimming dragon, constantly stabbed at various vital points around Xie Wu’s body.

“Roar!!”

A beastly roar actually came from Xie Wu’s mouth as Long Yan’s relentless attacks left him no opportunity to fight back, and the surrounding time came to a halt.

Xie Wu felt his movements become extremely slow.

“Space Principle.”

“Space Explosion!”

This was the move Long Yan had comprehended from the Azure Dragon, condensing time into a single point, creating a shockwave similar to that of space, and even Long Yan didn’t know the extent of its power.

“Kid, you…”

Xie Wu’s speech was choppy, like a stutter in a shadow play, and his expression was utterly ridiculous.

Long Yan’s fist clenched tightly towards Xie Wu, and time’s flow on the surface of Xie Wu, to outsiders, looked like a small ball, yet the energy contained within was incredibly astounding.

“Explode!”

The simple word spat out of Long Yan’s mouth, and instantly, the energy around Xie Wu started a chain reaction.

His body began to swell as if he had suddenly put on weight, and a Vortex formed within the space.

Xie Wu’s body continually vanished into thin air, the whole of him sucked into the Vortex, and everything around returned to a peaceful state, as if nothing had happened.

The explosion of time was silent, instantly devouring Xie Wu’s body, and just like that, an 8th-Rank God King had fallen.

Long Yan took deep breaths, his chest heaving.

Although it seemed simple, the strike he had just executed had drained all his power and True Qi, and he was far from as calm as he appeared.

“This…”

Xie Yue felt like his worldview had been overturned.

What kind of monster was this, to kill an 8th-Rank God King so easily?

“Hmph!”

Long Yan left nothing but his back to Xie Yue; he no longer had the strength to take action.

After that, the overnight annihilation of the Evil Spirit Sect shocked the entire town, and various versions of the rumors rampaged through it.

“Have you heard?

The Evil Spirit Sect was wiped out overnight.”

“Yeah, I’ve heard.

It’s really satisfying news.

We poor mercenaries finally have a way out.”

“I heard it’s because the Evil Spirit Sect always squeezed us mercenaries, so they received Heavenly Punishment.”

“Is that so?”

…

Long Yan observed the Tavern at the next table, his black cloak obscuring his expression.

“Heavenly Punishment?”

A slight smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Heavenly Punishment, that was a rather good name indeed.

Long Yan casually tossed out a Mysterious Lingdan and walked out.

In truth, Long Yan still felt short-changed because the years of the Evil Spirit Sect’s Savings were utterly destroyed by his Magic Spear’s blow, leaving nothing behind.

With the death of Xie Wu, the remaining members of the Evil Spirit Sect scattered like birds and beasts.

From then on, the group of mercenaries could live freely, and the small town gradually grew wealthy.

Of course, these were matters for the future.

Long Yan intended to first sell the Resentment Crystals from his ring, and he arrived at a marketplace far from the town.

The Holy Alliance also controlled this place, but since Long Yan was masked, no issues arose.

“This…”

The Appraisers of the Business Alliance in front of him were stunned.

Although people occasionally sold Resentment Crystals, there were never so many, usually just one or two at a time.

The mercenaries of the small town would almost never choose to deal with Zombies; instead, they would hunt Demon Beasts on the outskirts, with Zhong Cheng being a prime example.

“Sir, may I have your name?”

“Heavenly Punishment.”