Pill Saint, Weapon Emperor, Array God, Unparalleled in the World

"Luo Chen, what else do you want?"

Everyone stopped and turned to stare at Luo Chen, their eyes filled with fear.

Li Wanfeng collapsed to the ground, his dantian shattered, unable to even stand, his face as white as a dead man.

Several disciples in blue robes trembled, their teeth chattering.

"That's right, I'm warning you, the Wuqing Sect is not something your little Luo family can afford to offend. You'd better let us leave."

An older disciple mustered his courage to speak, but his voice trembled.

The crowd, bewildered by Luo Chen's intentions, stared at him in alarm.

If he really wanted to kill them, they really wouldn't be able to stop him.

The scene of crippling a grandmaster with a single punch is still fresh in everyone's mind. Who would dare to make a move?

The only thing they can gamble on now is that he doesn't dare to.

Unless he's gone mad!

Luo Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over everyone's faces, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Is this all the esteemed disciples of the Martial Green Sect have to offer? How laughable."

He took two steps forward, his voice growing colder.

"You should have considered the consequences when you broke down my door, stormed my residence, and attacked me. Where was your arrogance just now?"

The disciples blushed, none daring to utter a word. In their hearts, they were all cursing: "This fiend, who the hell knew you were this powerful?"

Li Wanfeng forced himself to speak, his voice hoarse despite the pain.

"Luo Chen, I advise you to know when to stop and not to court death. If you dare to kill even one member of my sect, your entire Luo family will be slaughtered, and the Wuqing Sect will never let you off the hook."

He took a breath, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Even if you have some skill, you're nothing more than a son-in-law in Great Wilderness City. Do you really think you can contend with the Martial Azure Sect?"

"That's right! Our sect leader is a Spirit Martial Realm expert; killing you is as easy as crushing an ant!"

"If you know what's good for you, let us go, and we might have a chance to live!"

When Li Wanfeng spoke, several disciples also tried to muster their courage and shout, but their voices were clearly weak.

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow, his eyes full of disdain.

"Really? I was raised on fear."

He looked at Li Wanfeng, his gaze suddenly turning cold.

"But you old man talk too much."

puff-

A flash of sword light appeared, as fast as lightning.

Li Wanfeng's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and his head flew off, rolling to the ground and spinning a few times.

Blood splattered, the body fell straight down, twitched twice, and then remained still.

All the disciples were stunned, frozen in place, as if struck by lightning, their minds blank.

"Elder, Elder—"

"He...he really dares to kill?"

"It's all over, it ......"

One of the disciples was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, his crotch getting wet.

The other one reacted and screamed.

"Let's fight! We'll all go together! We're going to die anyway!"

"Yes! Let's fight him! We can't escape anyway!"

Those who realized the situation was hopeless and unleashed their best skills, rushing towards Luo Chen with bloodshot eyes.

Amidst the flashing blades and bursts of internal energy, a dozen or so people attacked together, creating quite a spectacle.

Luo Chen sneered, his sword energy flashing as fast as a ghost, each strike precisely slicing across the throat.

Puff puff--

One sword, one kill; clean and efficient.

The screams rose and fell, but quickly subsided.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people collapsed to the ground, dead, lying haphazardly on the ground.

Blood stained the blue bricks of the courtyard, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

With his final sword strike, Luo Chen stopped.

The sword tip was pressed against a disciple's throat, and the man was trembling all over, his face as white as paper.

This is the only survivor still standing.

Luo Chen needed him to go back and relay a message.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

The disciple was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"I've only been a member of the Martial Green Sect for a few days... Please, please let me go! I don't know anything!"

Luo Chen looked down at him, his eyes filled with indifference, devoid of any pity.

"To have reached the fourth level of Martial Master after only a few days of joining, that's quite talented. They must have some kind of spiritual root, right?"

The disciple waved his hand hastily, speaking incoherently and his voice distorted.

"No, no, no, I misspoke. I've only been in the sect for a few years, not just a few days! Really! I'll do anything you ask as long as you don't kill me! Please!"

Luo Chen pressed his sword down slightly, the tip piercing the skin and drawing out a drop of blood.

The disciple froze, not daring to breathe, staring intently at the sword, afraid it would move even an inch further.

"I want you to convey my message, understand?"

The disciple nodded frantically, not daring to miss a single word, repeating the words with trembling lips.

"Understood! Have the young sect leader send ten million spirit stones as compensation. If he doesn't, tell him to wash his neck clean and wait; you will collect it yourself!"

Luo Chen sheathed his sword and smiled faintly.

"Good memory, get lost."

The disciple felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He scrambled out of the Luo residence and ran away as fast as he could, not daring to look back.

He never expected that he, being the weakest among the group, would survive.

There was only one thought in my mind: run! Run as far as possible! I never want to see that scoundrel again in my life!

Luo Chen sheathed his sword, glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground, and called out into the courtyard.

"Come out, everyone, and dispose of the body."

Those who came out at the sound were stunned to see corpses scattered on the ground; their mouths were agape, their eyes filled with shock and awe.

"This, this..."

"The patriarch is too strong! He killed all these people by himself?"

"That's right, that guy in the black robe, he looked like a bad guy, but he's still lying there, isn't he?"

"I wonder who they are? Daring to come here and anger the patriarch, they're asking for death."

As they moved the body, the group whispered amongst themselves, their hearts filled with a mixture of shock and delight.

What shocked them was the ruthlessness of the family head, but what pleased them was that they had chosen the right person to follow.

The corpses of the Wuqing Sect disciples were carried out of the Luo residence one by one, thrown onto oxcarts, and driven away.

The spies from various parties who had been hiding outside to gather information also quietly dispersed.

They hurried back to their respective masters to deliver the news.

Dahuang City, all the big families.

Since Luo Chen took over the Zhu family's assets, many families have wanted to get their hands on them, and everyone is waiting for an opportunity.

No matter how strong Luo Chen is, he is still just one person, and all the families want a piece of the pie.

But they still had some reservations.

Zhu Yuan was a Grandmaster at the ninth level, and together with Niu Fang, a Grandmaster at the seventh level, and several guest elders at the second and third levels, they were all killed by Luo Chen alone.

No one dares to act rashly without absolute certainty.

Everyone is waiting for an opportunity.

The heads of each family were plotting in their hearts, a sinister smile on their faces.

......

Outside the Great Wilderness City.

The released disciple ran as fast as he could, without daring to stop.

After running for more than ten miles, his legs were so weak that he dared to slow down, looked back to make sure no one was chasing him, and then sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

"This Luo Chen is insane! He's really capable of killing!"

He wiped away a cold sweat, feeling both fear and hatred.

"Once the young sect leader finds out about this, he will definitely send an even more powerful inner sect elder. At that time, even if he has three heads and six arms, he will surely die."

He gritted his teeth, trying to bolster his courage.

"The Martial Green Sect is not to be trifled with, hmph! Just wait, you'll have your day!"

He was planning how to embellish his report when he got back, in order to absolve himself of responsibility.

suddenly--

Several figures emerged from the woods beside the road, blocking his path.

The disciple stopped in his tracks, looked up, and his face turned deathly pale.

Oh no! Has Luo Chen changed his mind?

He wanted to kill me to silence me? Damn it, why did he let me go just now?!