My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen smiled.

That smile was chilling and piercing, like a demon crawling out of hell seeing the most delicious blood meal, filled with endless mockery and cruelty.

“Ao Tianchen,” his voice was terrifyingly calm, yet carried an undeniable authority, “I will keep you until the end and play with you slowly.”

His gaze shifted to Wang Huan, his eyes filled with murderous intent:
"Now, it's your turn."

The moment the words left his mouth, Wang Huan's three-zhang sword aura had already reached him!
"Heaven-Shattering Sword Qi, Slash!"

Before the sword even arrived, an extreme chill had already descended!
It wasn't the coldness of temperature, but the sharpness of murderous intent solidified into reality. Wherever it passed, the candlelight froze instantly, and a thin layer of white frost condensed in the air!

This sword strike once severed the head of a master ranked on the Heavenly Rankings who was equal to him; it was his strongest killing move!
Xiao Chen remained unyielding and did not back down.

He lifted the jet-black Reverse Scale Sword with one hand, the blade hanging low, his fingertips gently stroking the rough edge.

The divine energy within his body surged like boiling water, pouring wildly into the sword through his meridians. The Reverse Scale Sword began to tremble violently, emitting a deep hum, as if a ferocious beast that had been sleeping for countless ages was awakening, yearning for the nourishment of blood!
"That's it?" Xiao Chen raised his eyes, his gaze filled with undisguised mockery. "You think you're worthy of using a sword?"

He twisted his wrist slightly.

The Reverse Scale Sword was suddenly raised!
There were no fancy moves, no complicated variations, just a simple diagonal slash!
But the moment he flicked his wrist, the lights in the entire banquet hall suddenly dimmed!
It wasn't that the candlelight went out, but rather that the sword light erupting from that Reverse Scale Sword was too dazzling! A crimson sword shadow ten feet long tore through the air, like a giant axe splitting the heavens and earth, carrying a violent aura that could burn the eight wastelands and destroy all things, sweeping out!

Where the sword flashed, Wang Huan's proud three-zhang sword aura shattered instantly like paper, leaving him no room for resistance!
"Impossible!" Wang Huan's pupils shrank to pinpoints, his face filled with disbelief and horror as he frantically retreated. "This is... the Void-Piercing Sword Intent?! How could you possibly..."

The words stopped abruptly.

The crimson sword shadow, like the scythe of death, gently sliced ​​across his body.

There were no earth-shattering sounds, no explosions that sent blood and flesh flying.

Wang Huan froze on the spot, the longsword in his hand clattering to the ground. The next second, a thin line of blood appeared on his body, starting from between his eyebrows. The blood line quickly spread and expanded, covering his entire body!

"puff,!"

His entire body instantly exploded into a cloud of scarlet blood mist, filling the air, leaving not even a bone fragment behind!

The sword's momentum had not yet dissipated when it slammed down heavily onto the ground!
"boom,!!!"

The entire new factory area of ​​Xunjiang Group trembled violently, as if a magnitude 7 earthquake had occurred!
The hard bluestone ground was instantly blasted open, creating a ravine that was twenty feet long and bottomless!

The stone slabs on both sides curled up and rose up. Candlesticks, tables, chairs, and corpses were blown away by the violent shockwave and slammed into the wall, instantly turning into dust!

Dust filled the air, obscuring the sun.

Dead silence, like a grave!

Ao Tianchen stared blankly at the abyss-like sword mark, his calves began to go weak uncontrollably, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!
This...is this something that can be done by human power?!
He had cultivated martial arts for sixty years, witnessed battles between monsters ranked in the top 100 of the Heavenly Ranking, and seen the secret techniques of ancient martial arts families, but he had never seen such a domineering, tyrannical, and... unreasonable sword strike!
That wasn't a martial art, it was a natural disaster! A natural disaster powerful enough to destroy everything!

"This is..." Below the stage, the glass in Qin Xianglan's hand shattered with a "crack," the cold wine soaking her elegant dress, but she was completely unaware. She stared intently at the Reverse Scale Sword in Xiao Chen's hand, then at the shocking sword mark on the ground, her eyes filled with shock and regret.

wrong.

She's completely wrong!
No matter how precious that Reverse Scale Sword is, it's nothing more than an inanimate object.

But the level of skill, power, and potential displayed by Xiao Chen in that one sword strike is so great that even a hundred or a thousand Reverse Scale Swords wouldn't be as powerful as a single finger of his! She actually tried to coerce him with the Qin family's power just now; it's an absolute joke!
Qin Xianglan's face was ashen, her fingertips dug deep into her palms, drawing bright red blood. She was filled with lingering fear and relief; thankfully, she hadn't actually laid a hand on Xiao Chen!

Not a single guest dared to move!
Some people's crotches were wet with fear; some collapsed to the ground, trembling all over; some covered their mouths tightly, afraid of making the slightest sound and attracting the attention of that Asura! That sword not only shattered Lin Nie, but also the laughable wishful thinking in everyone's hearts!
If Xiao Chen wanted to kill everyone here... it would only be a matter of a single thought!
"despair."

"despair."

"despair."

The steady footsteps echoed clearly in the deathly silent hall, like a countdown to death.

Xiao Chen stepped over pools of blood and wreckage, walking step by step toward Ao Tianchen.

He walked slowly, each step landing on blood and broken bones, yet each step struck Ao Tianchen's heart like a hammer blow, making it increasingly difficult for him to breathe and deepening his fear.

Finally, the two were three steps apart.

Xiao Chen stopped, slowly raised his eyes, and locked his bloodshot eyes on Ao Tianchen, filled with endless coldness and killing intent.

"Ao Tianchen".

The sound wasn't loud, but it exploded in Ao Tianchen's ears like a thunderclap from the heavens, making his blood surge and his eardrums ache.

"Kneel down."

"To die."

Ao Tianchen trembled violently!
Anger, humiliation, fear, madness—countless emotions exploded in his chest! He remembered his brother-in-law's headless corpse, the awe-inspiring gazes from the provincial capital, and the empire he had built and the reputation he had earned over the past sixty years…

All destroyed!
He was shattered to pieces by a single sword strike from this young man in his early twenties!
"ah,!!!"

Ao Tianchen roared hoarsely, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a madman! He couldn't back down! If he did, his life would truly be over! His pride, his status, everything he had, wouldn't allow him to retreat!
"Xiao Chen!!!"

He kicked off with both legs, and the bluestone ground beneath his feet instantly cracked like a spiderweb! He shot out like a cannonball, his palms flying, creating a sky full of palm shadows—one, ten, a hundred, a thousand! In a mere breath, he unleashed a full 1,800 palm strikes!

The palm strike was like thunder, causing the air to explode!
Each palm strike contained all his power, and the palm shadows overlapped one after another, eventually transforming into a three-zhang-tall blood-red giant palm in front of Ao Tianchen!
The moment the palm print solidified, the airflow in the entire banquet hall was completely disrupted, and a gale howled! Several martial artists near the battle circle screamed and were sent flying backward, spitting blood from their seven orifices. They were actually killed by the palm wind!

"Blood Sea Thousand Layers Palm!!!"

Ao Tianchen roared as his three-zhang-tall blood-red giant palm slammed down!
Wherever it passed, beams and pillars crumbled like rotten wood, floor tiles flew like scraps of paper, and a violent shockwave swept up corpses and fragments, its power overwhelming! The force of this palm strike even faintly possessed three-tenths of the grandeur of Xiao Chen's sword strike earlier, making it arguably the pinnacle of his life's work! (End of Chapter)