Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

After a few exclamations, Chen Yu was helped to his feet and then someone helped to apply medicine on him.    

    

Although Chen Yu's vision was turning dark, he did not lose consciousness. He used his strong willpower to resist the fatigue in front of him and his spirit started to recover bit by bit.    

    

At the same time, Chen Wenfaang was treated by the lightly injured clansmen after taking two True Dan Beads.    

    

After the crisis, a sad atmosphere spread.    

    

In this battle, the losses of Chen Family were severe and their vitality was greatly injured. More than half of the hundred clansmen had died in battle, and the remaining people were all injured.    

    

Out of the three experts at the peak of Qi Condensation, Chen Wentine and Chen Wenlei were heavily injured. Although they did not die, they had lost their fighting strength, and it was unknown how much of their strength they could still recover afterwards. Chen Wenxi, on the other hand, had already died miserably. The first person to stand in front of Chen Wenfaang when Zhang Chaolin was about to kill Chen Wenfaang was Chen Wenxi.    

    

It was precisely Chen Wenxi and that young clansman Chen Yu didn't even know the name that blocked Chen Wenfaang's path. That was why Chen Wenfaang was able to survive!    

    

Aside from that, the deaths and injuries of the Chen Family Warriors on the eighth and seventh levels of the Qi Condensation were also extremely heavy. The backbone of these Chen Family were trying their best to protect the younger generation, and as a result, almost all of them died.    

    

It was Chen Rann and the other warriors of the younger generation who died the least.    

    

The atmosphere of the Chen Family was undoubtedly reflected in this battle!    

    

"Bring all the fallen clansmen into the main hall!" After determining the casualties, Chen Wenfaang made arrangements.    

    

Not too long after, the bones of every clan member were placed in the great hall of Chen Family.    

    

Chen Wenfaang pushed aside the clansmen supporting him and staggered step by step to the entrance of the hall. Then he fell to his knees.    

    

Chen Yu also stood up with difficulty, walked to the front of the hall and knelt down.    

    

As long as no one lost consciousness, no matter how serious their injuries were, all of the clansmen would push the others away and prop them up. They would struggle and kneel, causing their wounds to burst and blood to drip.    

    

Chen Wenfaang only stood up after he kowtowed three times.    

    

Tears rolled down Chen Wenfaang's face as he screamed at the top of his lungs, "Fire!"    

    

A dozen or so torches were tossed into the Chen Family Hall. The flames quickly ignited and engulfed the clansmen who had died in battle, turning into blazing flames that shot into the sky in the blink of an eye.    

    

"Let's go!" When the outline of the Chen Family courtyard could no longer be seen under the flames, Chen Wenfaang let out a low growl, telling all the clansmen who were still alive to leave!    

    

The lightly wounded carried the heavily injured, while the other clansmen who could walk supported each other, left the Chen Family courtyard and headed towards the southern gate.    

    

As the night fell, on both sides of the street, the higher-ups of the Four Great Clans watched this silent group of people with Chen Family, and no one attacked again.    

    

Without a backbone, the Four Great Clans did not have the guts to make a move against Chen Family. Especially when they saw Chen Wenfaang and Chen Yu who were walking slowly in the middle of the group, they did not have the slightest thought of taking the opportunity to destroy Chen Family.    

    

After exiting the city, more than thirty martial artists immediately came over to welcome them from the side of the road.    

    

These were the clansmen who had previously arranged for reinforcements and cut off the rear.    

    

Seeing that everyone was injured, the reinforcements did not say anything and only silently took the unconscious Chen Clansman and led the way.    

    

Chen Yu walked very slowly, he was already at the end of the team without realizing it. He turned around and looked at the five-surnamed castle, a cold killing intent flashed across his mournful expression.    

    

"Ah Yu, why don't I carry you?"    

    

Chen Yu retracted his gaze, looked towards Chen Rann, shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Brother Chen Rann, I want the blood from today's Chen Family to be repaid a hundredfold!"    

    

"Mm, then I'll be at the front!" Chen Rann said. He had no doubts about Chen Yu's words!    

    

Chen Yu took a difficult step forward as he chased after his tribesmen.    

    

On the morning of the second day, the group caught up with the old and young who had entered the mountain the day before.    

    

Those Chen Clansman who had lost their loved ones felt so much pain that they wished they were dead.    

    

Chen Yu slowly walked through the reunion team. No one blamed him, no one scolded him. Instead, many people looked at him with gratitude, grateful that he saved the rest of the clansmen …    

    

At this moment, Chen Yu's heart felt like it was being cut by knives.    

    

Just like Chen Wenfaang had said, while it was true that Chen Yu couldn't be blamed for the calamity that had befallen Chen Family, it couldn't be said that Chen Yu was unrelated to it either. Looking at the mournful faces, Chen Yu wished he could bury his head in the ground!    

    

After silently passing through the team, Chen Yu ran away as if he was running, rushing towards the jungle.    

    

After an hour, Chen Yu found a Level Three Shadow Leopard and rushed over to hold its head down. His bandaged right hand punched the Shadow Leopard's head again and again, until the Level Three Demonic Beast's head was turned into a paste.    

    

The wound on his right hand split open and became bloody, but Chen Yu acted as if he didn't notice.    

    

"Ah Yu!" A human figure had caught up to him. It was Chen Rann, who was worried about Chen Yu.    

    

"Don't say anything!" Chen Yu said coldly, "I know what I'm doing!"    

    

Chen Rann smiled bitterly and gave the long blade in his hand to Chen Yu, saying: "If you want to clean up the Demonic Beast on the way, it's better to take it with you!"    

    

This blade was Su Jingping's true weapon. Due to Chen Yu's injury, it had always been held by Chen Rann.    

    

Taking the sabre, Chen Yu rushed into the forest, swinging it around like a ghost, killing all the Demonic Beast he met. It was only because of this that he felt slightly better in his heart!    

    

Until Chen Yu saw Chen Lee.    

    

Upon hearing the commotion, Chen Yu, who heard the commotion, saw Chen Lee fighting against a Rank 4 Iron Back Demonic Bear like a madman from afar. His body was riddled with wounds.    

    

The strength of fourth stage Demonic Beast was equivalent to the warriors at the eighth level of Qi Condensation. Chen Lee was only at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, but he was fearless as he attacked the demon bear crazily.    

    

At the side, Chen Yuan, Chen Feng, and other young clansmen of Chen Family were scolded and scolded by Chen Lee as they went up to restrain the demonic bear.    

    

Without a doubt, Chen Lee had already learned the news of his father's death. His father was the one who blocked the blade for Chen Wenfaang, Chen Wenxi!    

    

Chen Yu rushed over and slashed his saber forward. With his true weapon sharp, he hacked into the head of the demon bear, splitting it into two halves.    

    

"Who cares?" Chen Lee looked over with his red eyes and a ferocious expression.    

    

Chen Yu stabbed his long blade into the ground and said harshly, "Everything happened because of me, and all the tribesmen died because of me. Brother Li, if you want to vent your anger, why don't you attack me? No matter if you fight or kill me, I won't retaliate!"    

    

"Ah Yu!" Chen Lee's body froze and suddenly tears started streaming down his face.    

    

Wu Tie's eyes also became moist, he went forward and hugged Chen Lee, and said: "I'm sorry, because there's no meaning in saying I'm sorry, the Chen Family is a land of desolation, it has never lacked casualties! I swear, as long as I still have one breath left, I will take revenge for Ninth Uncle and all the clansmen who died in battle.    

    

Chen Lee remained silent with tears streaming down his face.    

    

Letting go of Chen Lee, Chen Yu nodded towards Chen Yuan, Chen Feng, and the others, saying, "Sit down, I have a cultivation technique to teach you!"    

    

"Cultivation technique?" Chen Yuan and Chen Feng were surprised.    

    

"Brother Li, you should also sit down. You need to first increase your strength in order to take revenge. Once your strength has increased, I will accompany you in killing your way through the Zhang Family, into a river of blood to avenge Ninth Uncle!" Chen Yu nodded. Seeing that Chen Lee's emotions had started to calm down, he read out the cultivation method of the Profound Heaven Spell word by word. Then, he explained the essence of it sentence by sentence.    

    

Chen Yu had wanted to pass this cultivation technique to his clansmen for a long time, but it was just that he didn't have the time. Now, it was a good opportunity for Chen Lee to divert his attention.    

    

Everyone present were all elites of the Chen Family's younger generation. After Chen Yu finished explaining about the Profound Heaven Spell, they all realized that the Profound Heaven Spell was extraordinary and sat down cross-legged to cultivate.    

    

Two hours later, the group of people stopped their cultivation. All of them looked as if they had reaped something.    

    

"I still have martial arts to teach you."