Eternal Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 343 - 333: Slaughter to the End
Chu Hao fought with wide, powerful swings, attacking relentlessly without any need for defense.
Even though the ten peak Warriors joined hands, facing that impregnable defense, they could only repeatedly exert themselves in vain. But they firmly believed that nothing was indestructible, especially not when their strength was superior.
As long as they kept bombarding him, they believed they could eventually push Chu Hao to his limit, to the point where he could no longer operate the Silver Dragon Armor.
Their thinking was logical and very much aligned with reality. However, the problem was that Chu Hao had already broken through to Warrior, and his Soul Power had ascended to a higher level. The time required to push him to the limit had significantly increased.
And was Chu Hao’s combat power there just for show? With Crescent Slash firing away, any contact meant injury, any touch meant death.
In fact, they weren’t having an easy time either. Chu Hao might have a limit, but didn’t they have one as well? In fact, the challenges they faced were far greater than Chu Hao’s. At least Chu Hao didn’t have to worry about getting injured, while they were constantly walking the thin line between life and death.
A single lapse amidst tight defenses could allow them to dodge a hundred, even a thousand times, but just one moment of carelessness resulting in taking a hit would at least cause severe injury, if not death.
Both sides engaged in intense battle. Though it was few against many, and the few were at a great disadvantage in terms of realm, the situation was entirely in favor of the few.
Chu Hao grew more and more ferocious in battle, while on the side of Yunliu Sect, more and more were wounded, even the peak Warriors were bloodied, appearing extremely miserable.
"Ah!" "Ugh!" "Eh!"
One after another, the lower-tier Warriors fell, enveloped by the invincible Starlight of Crescent Slash. A hit to a vital point meant certain death.
"Chu Hao, you are destined to die without a place to bury your corpse!" The remaining Warriors were driven to madness. Each of them was a pillar of their family, and now they were being slaughtered by Chu Hao like mowing down wheat.
Every death was an unbearable pain for their families.
But the more they suffered, the more they desired to possess the Flowing Water Jue. Otherwise, the price they paid today would not be recoverable.
It was like gamblers with red eyes, the more they lost, the more they wanted to recoup their losses, sinking deeper and deeper until they lost it all. Gamblers lose money, but them... they were losing lives!
Finally, Chu Hao unleashed his full combat power, with Starlight emerging at the tip of his sword, turning the Deep Blue Sword into a true Divine Weapon. One slash, indestructible and devastating.
"Ahh—" An elder from the Xue family screamed as he became the first among the peak Warriors to be killed.
His death was like a bucket of cold water thrown over the rest of the Warriors, suddenly bringing them back to their senses from their extreme fanaticism.
If they continued like this, it was very likely they would all be dead before Chu Hao reached his limit.
But if they stopped now, wouldn’t the blood they had shed be in vain?
They hesitated, and in that moment of hesitation, screams filled the air as an elder from the Jin Family took a direct hit to the chest from the Deep Blue Sword, his heart pulverized, instantly losing his life.
"Go! Go! Go!" They shouted to one another, realizing that this junior was unbeatable in defense and astonishing in attack, and they were no match for him.
"Now you want to leave? Too late!" Chu Hao said with a faint smile, "Down! Down! Down!"
Smack, smack, smack, smack—sure enough, the Warriors fell to the ground one after another, without exception.
"What’s happening, why can’t I channel my Star Force?"
"Junior, what have you done to us?"
"Poison, we must have been poisoned."
"Such a treacherous junior."
All these Warrior powerhouses exclaimed in shock. Deprived of their Star Force, what difference was there between them and a Martial Disciple? Moreover, their bodies were aged, and their physical strength was nowhere near that of their younger days, barely comparable to that of a Seventh or even Eighth Tier Martial Disciple.
Chu Hao smiled faintly. During his second visit to Xiaocao’s Medicine Valley, he had asked for some drugs from her. They were not poisons, but substances that could temporarily deprive a martial artist of their Star Force.
——Xiaocao had said that even a War General would fall to her drugs if they weren’t careful. Chu Hao didn’t have her abilities, so he waited until the battle was at its peak before releasing the drugs.
And his enemies were only Warriors, they were certainly far from comparing to the War Generals.
"I knew you would run if you couldn’t win. How could I not be prepared?" Chu Hao said with a smile, "I’m only returning what was given to me. You are the founders of using poison, how could I possibly compete with you?"
The Yunliu Sect had been controlling the disciples of the Lower World with poison not for one or two generations, but for thousands of years.
"No—" As they watched the fallen Warrior powerhouses scattered on the ground, the disciples of the Native Faction let out cries of despair. With these mighty ones fallen, who could stop Chu Hao?
Is the Yunliu Sect about to be eradicated?
Chu Hao glanced around and said, "I am not a maniac who revels in killing; I only execute the ringleaders and do not involve the innocent. The Yunliu Sect won’t disappear, but it will undergo a transformation. Go back and tell your elders to bring the antidote for the Ten Insect Powder immediately. I give you ten days. If the antidote isn’t delivered within ten days, I will come to fetch it myself, and by then... things won’t be so amiable."
"You may leave now, but remember, time waits for no one."
The disciples from the Nine Great Noble Families hastily departed, their fates—as well as those of the great leaders in their families—beyond their concern. However, the Yunliu Sect is comprised of forty or fifty powers, and so far, only the powerful from the Nine Great Sixth Rank Noble Families have been taken down; most others are unrelated.
Chu Hao had intended to settle accounts with Chi Dao, only to learn the fellow had gone adventuring in an ancient ruin half a month ago and had not yet returned.
The boy sure is lucky.
Chu Hao sighed inwardly, but being of such high stature, he naturally wouldn’t dwell on Chi Dao any longer; if he hadn’t found the person this time, then he would settle the score the next time.
All the powerful individuals from the Nine Great Noble Families were naturally executed; Chu Hao showed no mercy. These powerful individuals were the chief culprits enslaving the Lower World; anyone could be spared, but not them.
This was the bloodiest day in the history of Yunliu Sect, where nearly all strong cultivators were exhausted, and only a few scattered Martial Sects survived, greatly diminishing the Sect’s power. It wasn’t just that the title of a Sixth Rank Sect was now a misnomer; even among Seventh Grade powers, they could only be seen as bottom dwellers.
All disciples were at a loss as to where they should go from here.
Chu Hao declared that those who wished to stay in the Yunliu Sect could do so, and for the disciples from the Lower World wishing to return home, he would dispatch Skyships to send them back.
The Yunliu Sect would not fall; he would leave behind the Flowing Water Jue, and everyone was free to cultivate it.
Upon hearing this news, all disciples with a Water Attribute constitution couldn’t help but be overwhelmingly excited—the Flowing Water Jue was an Earth Level Middle-Grade Cultivation Technique. As long as their talent could keep up, diligent and hard cultivation would one day elevate them to the height of a War General.
Far beyond the current Sect’s strong cultivators!
Therefore, despite Chu Hao allowing members to leave the Sect, not a single person took up the offer.
Although the Flowing Water Jue was best cultivated by those with a Water Attribute constitution, it wasn’t impossible for those without Fire Attributes to cultivate it, albeit with greatly diminished effects. The key point was that Chu Hao was overly generous.
If he was willing to hand over an Earth Level Intermediate Technique just like that, then wouldn’t there possibly be techniques for Earth Series, Fire Series, Thunder Series, etc., in the future?
Chu Hao had already proven his own talent and potential, so not just Earth Level Middle-Grade, even receiving Earth Level High-Grade Techniques was not beyond possibility.
Thus, naturally, no one wanted to leave. Although the Sect’s strength suffered a great decline, Chu Hao was backing it—a 20-year-old Warrior!
years old, Warrior; these two qualifications combined on one individual represented immeasurable potential, at least a future War Venerate. With such a figure as their "big brother," which power would dare provoke the Yunliu Sect?
Moreover, Chu Hao was the Direct Disciple of an Imperial-level Power, the Spirit Demon Sect. If they dared to take revenge on Chu Hao, they would be utterly mindless.
Why did You Zhiyuan dare to kill indiscriminately? Wasn’t it because he came from a Fourth Grade Sect with a strong backing, knowing that even if he killed people, no one would dare trouble him? Now that Chu Hao was the Direct Disciple of an Imperial-level Power, what did killing a scion of a Level Four power amount to?
Unless the Spirit Demon Sect allied itself with a Divine Level power, they could only swallow their anger against Chu Hao.
Six days later, disciples from the Nine Great Noble Families returned one after another, bringing with them the antidote for the Ten Insect Powder. Chu Hao naturally had the corresponding antidotes administered immediately, resolving a major worry for the disciples from the Lower World.
The most exhilarated were these Lower World disciples; their lives had been hanging by a thread, at the mercy of others for two, five, eight years, or even longer. Now that the toxins within their bodies were finally resolved, they were not only excited but also filled with gratitude towards Chu Hao and held deep hatred towards the Nine Great Noble Families.
However, Chu Hao actively sought to dissipate the hatred between the two sides. In reality, most of the younger generation from the Nine Great Noble Families were unaware of the dealings of their family’s higher-ups and only looked down upon the Lower World disciples out of long-standing habit.
Since both sides were to stay within the Yunliu Sect, such enmity could not be tolerated.
Chu Hao did not break his word and passed down the Flowing Water Jue, though for the time being, only the first three levels relating to martial masters, Martial Sects, and Warriors were taught. As for the fourth level, he would pass it down when he returned in the future.
—Currently, the highest level disciple barely reached the Martial Sect, and given the Yunliu Sect’s circumstances, it would take at least ten to eight years to reach the peak of a Warrior, so not imparting the fourth level of the technique would not affect anything at the moment.
In fact, this was also for the benefit of the Yunliu Sect; because there will always be those bold enough to act recklessly, attempting to seize the Flowing Water Jue in Chu Hao’s absence. But now, with the fourth level missing, the likelihood of risk-taking would naturally be greatly reduced.
Once a Warrior-level cultivator appeared in Yunliu Sect, then the fourth level of the Flowing Water Jue would be imparted, at least ensuring the Sect could possess and protect it.
Chu Hao was not about to let the Nine Great Noble Families off easily; he proceeded to raid each household one by one. They have enslaved the Lower World for thousands of years, pillaging untold wealth, so naturally, they must be made to disgorge it.
The last family was the Ling Family.
Accompanied by Tang Xin, Chu Hao set out, followed by Flying Fire, while atop Little Leopard’s head perched Fat Cat, a sneaky creature adept at underhanded tactics; naturally, it couldn’t miss out on such "good deeds."
"C-Chu Hao!" Upon seeing Chu Hao and Tang Xin, the Ling Family members couldn’t help but shiver. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your votes and monthly tickets—your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
