Overriding the Heaven

C894 Endless Sea



C894 Endless Sea

Streams of sharp light, like a thunderbolt that filled the sky, interweaved to form an inescapable net that enveloped Chu Yan.    

    

All life was now gone.    

    

All escape routes were blocked.    

    

"You can't escape!"    

    

"Even when death is at hand, you still dare to be stubborn!"    

    

"Get ready to steal his head!"    

    

"Your head is the proof. Please don't let anyone snatch it away!"    

    

"Die!"    

    

The eyes of the surrounding cultivators instantly turned red.    

    

Greed was written all over their faces.    

    

The Wanhai Sect's bounty was too tempting.    

    

So what if you, Chu Yan, have displayed great power just now?    

    

If we attack together now, no matter how strong you are, you will die under our combined power.    

    

Amidst the tide-like loud noise, Chu Yan slowly lifted the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd.    

    

"Listen carefully —"    

    

Chu Yan said.    

    

Strangely enough, amidst the roars rising and falling of the surrounding crowd, his voice was unexpectedly clear, as if he was speaking in the ears of every single person present.    

    

"My name is Chu Yan, but-"    

    

"Many people call me Tiger!"    

    

BOOM!    

    

With that said, Chu Yan suddenly gripped his Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd tightly.    

    

A resplendent light instantly erupted and shot out, as if it could pierce through everything and destroy the entire world.    

    

"Great Sun Obsidian Dragon!"    

    

Flames poured out like a waterfall.    

    

The dazzling light and the temperature that was like lava enveloped the area in an instant.    

    

The incoming blade light was instantly devoured, melted, and exploded.    

    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

    

In an instant, the world was filled with beauty, confusion, depravity, and dizziness.    

    

The crowd present could not help but feel a buzz in their heads.    

    

A wave of fear arose involuntarily.    

    

Almost immediately, they all felt their souls begin to tremble.    

    

It was as if they could hear the deafening roar of a tiger amidst the continuously surging flames.    

    

Just then, Chu Yan waved his Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd once again.    

    

This time, his target was the enemy closest to him.    

    

An undying aura was emitted from the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd, as if it wanted to kill and exterminate all living things.    

    

"Extreme Angry Sword Intent!"    

    

The Infuriated Sword Intent was an imposing manner, a cultivation method, and a spiritual perception.    

    

One did not necessarily need a sword in order to use it.    

    

As long as one comprehended this sword intent, even if it was just a willow branch or chopsticks, they would be able to slaughter any enemy.    

    

In the next moment, the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd's sharp aura swept across in all four directions.    

    

Shua shua shua shua!    

    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

    

The cultivators who touched it let out miserable shrieks and were immediately destroyed.    

    

His body didn't even have time to fly out before exploding into clumps of flesh and blood on the spot.    

    

Flames flew everywhere, and blood sprayed out.    

    

At a glance, these cultivators blossomed into a resplendent radiance at the end of their lives.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the twenty to thirty cultivators in the surroundings were all blasted into a bloody pulp.    

    

In the area surrounding Chu Yan, a strange clearing suddenly appeared.    

    

Being intimidated by his aura caused many cultivators to reveal expressions of fear on their faces.    

    

Some of them even trembled and then fell to the ground.    

    

At this moment, loud roars sounded out from the crowd.    

    

"Everyone, don't retreat!"    

    

"Watch us!"    

    

"This person must die today!"    

    

As his voice faded, three figures suddenly leapt out from the crowd.    

    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

    

From each of their sleeves, a long iron spike shot out and stuck onto the ground, forming a triangle and surrounding Chu Yan in the middle.    

    

Each of these three metal awls was approximately four to five feet long. They were completely black, as thick as a bowl, and had complex and detailed patterns engraved on their surfaces.    

    

"Inscription!" Chu Yan focused his gaze.    

    

"That's right!" One of the three laughed sinisterly, "Chu Yan, it can't be that our Wanhai Sect will not make any changes after taking so many losses at your hands, right?"    

    

Before this person could finish speaking, his eyes widened in disbelief.    

    

Gasps could be heard from the surroundings as well.    

    

This was because everyone could clearly see that Chu Yan's left arm had suddenly grown thicker and longer without reason. Like a thick vine, Chu Yan pulled out a suffocating black shadow in the air and extended his hand over.    

    

He grabbed the cultivator by the neck, threw him into the ground with a bang, and then fiercely pushed him a few feet forward.    

    

All the cultivators along the way were so shocked that they quickly dodged.    

    

Those who weren't able to dodge in time were struck by this terrifying arm full of twisted muscles. They immediately let out miserable shrieks as blood and pieces of their internal organs flew out from their mouths at the same time.    

    

By the time Chu Yan retracted his arm, the cultivator with his neck was already dead.    

    

Not only did he stop breathing, even his body seemed to have become thinner as it rubbed against the ground.    

    

The ravine on the ground was filled with a shocking dark red color.    

    

"Oh no, the Boundless Ocean Formation!" The other two cultivators in front of the metal cone saw the change in expression, so they roared and fiercely smacked the metal cone with their five fingers.    

    

With a hum, the patterns on the surface of the metal awl lit up with a blue light.    

    

Suddenly, a thick blue color filled the triangle formed by the three metal awls like seawater.    

    

Chu Yan who was in this area immediately felt as if his body was submerged within the ocean.    

    

Not only was his breath filled with the salty sea breeze, it was extremely difficult for him to move his body, and more importantly, at this moment, Chu Yan couldn't even step on the ground as his body floated in the air, as if he was floating in the ocean.    

    

"He can't hide anymore!"    

    

"A good chance!"    

    

"Kill him!"    

    

Everyone revealed a joyous expression, and without any hesitation, the sword beams and blade beams, like a flood, shot towards Chu Yan.    

    

BOOM!    

    

It was as if a ball that had been inflated to the limit was about to explode at any moment.    

    

The area that was surrounded by the three iron awls expanded to become twisted, deformed, and finally exploded.    

    

The roiling waves of air swept and flipped over the cultivators closest to them.    

    

This group of people vomited blood and were sent flying. They fell with the rest of the people behind them like gourds.    

    

Wan Hai Sect Disciple who was guarding one of the metal awls, was instantly split into two halves by the metal awl that flew out at the same time as the formation exploded.    

    

However, at this moment, this disciple was not completely dead. He was crawling up and down, making painful wails.    

    

But at this moment, no one paid attention to him.    

    

Everyone looked towards the center of the chaos with excitement and nervousness.    

    

"That fellow's body shouldn't have been blown to pieces, right?"    

    

"It's hard to say."    

    

"If you can even blow your head off, how are you going to receive the reward?"    

    

Just as the crowd was discussing amongst themselves, an exclamation sounded out from within the crowd.    

    

"How is this possible!"    

    

With this trembling shout, the scene instantly quieted down.    

    

For a moment, none of them could believe their eyes.    

    

In the midst of the slowly dispersing smoke and dust, Chu Yan held the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd, and looked at them coldly.    

    

Not a single wound could be seen on his body!    

    

His eyes were full of mockery.    

    

"Bold, pretty big."    

    

Looking at the crowd, Chu Yan laughed coldly.    

    


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