Chapter 472: Yan Family Erased
Yan Shihai, Yan Wuji, and Yan Sisi reacted with incredible speed. The moment Chen Shi raised the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, Yan Shihai’s Realm of Emptiness had already unfurled.
“Chen Shi, prepare to die.”
His Realm of Emptiness descended, transforming the entire city of Liuzhou into his Dao Field. Within this domain, he was the sole god!
But in the next instant, Chen Shi’s Blood Sea Hell expanded behind him, plunging Liuzhou City into a vast sea of blood.
Everyone in Liuzhou City stared in horror as the world around them vanished, replaced by an endless, boundless ocean filled with thick, viscous blood plasma.
Countless ghost gods hung suspended in the air above the blood sea, completely motionless, contorted into strange poses.
One of the Yan Family elders recognized one of these ghost gods, and his grief overwhelmed him. Tears streaming down his face, he cried out, “Great-Uncle Zhenshan!”
That ghost god was his great-uncle, who had treated him with immense kindness, often looking after him, giving him fun toys and delicious food, and even personally teaching him when he pursued his studies.
His affection for Yan Zhenshan was deeper than that for his own grandfather. But before he even reached adulthood, Yan Zhenshan had passed away from old age, becoming a deity of the Yan Family in the underworld.
He had been offering incense to him all along.
But he never expected to see Yan Zhenshan’s ghost here in this Blood Sea Hell.
Before his sorrow could subside, more familiar faces appeared to other members of the Yan Family in Liuzhou City, and cries of grief echoed everywhere.
“What are you crying about?”
A ghost spoke with a sinister laugh. “Soon enough, you’ll be joining us!”
Hearing this sent a shiver of dread through everyone.
The moment the Blood Sea Hell clashed with Yan Shihai’s Realm of Emptiness, Yan Shihai immediately sensed that his own domain was being suppressed!
Terror flooded his heart. Chen Shi hadn’t even cultivated to the Return to Emptiness realm; he was merely a Refining Spirit Realm expert, still in the process of building his thousand-zhang Primordial Spirit. Yet Chen Shi possessed such a terrifyingly powerful Realm of Emptiness!
He was unaware that this Blood Sea Hell was itself a type of Realm of Emptiness, derived from the Blood Lake Sutra.
The Blood Lake Sutra was a cultivation technique designed to complement the Tianluo Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, and the owner of that divine blade had been an immensely powerful demonic immortal from the Great Shang period!
The Blood Lake Sutra he had created was a top-tier immortal art, so formidable that not even the True King’s treasury contained anything comparable.
The fourth layer of this technique alone could forge a Blood Sea, capable of contending with existence in the Great Ascension Realm.
The more people one killed, and the stronger those victims were, the more expansive the Blood Sea became and the deeper one’s cultivation would be!
When paired with the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, its power doubled.
However, aside from that demonic immortal himself, very few could truly master this blade. Most who tried were instead controlled by it.
But Chen Shi had acquired his own demonic cultivation technique. Since then, his demonic path had reached great completion, and he could now wield the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade without being dominated by it!
After the battle in the underworld, the blade’s power had grown even stronger, almost restored to its might during the Great Shang-Zhou war, and the Blood Sea was far more vast than before.
A large portion of his cultivation was invested in his Realm of Emptiness. With it suppressed, only the power of his physical body remained, barely able to manifest a thousand-zhang Primordial Spirit!
Just as it seemed Yan Shihai would be cut down by Chen Shi’s blade in a single strike, both Yan Wuji and Yan Sisi acted simultaneously, raising their own Realms of Emptiness and pressing down with their power!
The three Great Ascension Realm experts joined forces, working together to suppress Chen Shi’s Blood Lake Hell. Both sides pushed their realms to the limit, and a shock ran through Yan Shihai and the two Yan ancestors: “We can’t suppress it!”
Yan Wuji and Yan Sisi had already reached the peak of the Great Ascension Realm, refining their Realms of Emptiness into arcs of light. Yan Sisi’s cultivation was higher, having compressed his arc to less than three feet. Yan Wuji was slightly inferior, his arc still about two zhang and seven or eight chi.
Yet even with their two Realms of Emptiness combined, plus Yan Shihai’s domain, they still couldn’t suppress the Blood Sea Hell.
What was more, the three of them could feel their own realms becoming sluggish, as if they were on the verge of being suppressed by Chen Shi!
If Chen Shi managed to suppress their realms, killing them with his blade would be effortless—one slash per person!
“We can’t let him channel his cultivation!”
The three men’s eyes widened to the point of splitting as they pushed their cultivation to the absolute limit, summoning their thousand-zhang Primordial Spirits to reinforce their Realms of Emptiness.
Chen Shi, able to move his physical body freely, immediately urged the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade forward. A flash of blade-light streaked straight for Yan Sisi’s head!
The Primordial Spirits of Yan Sisi, Yan Wuji, and Yan Shihai were all immobilized, but their physical bodies could still act freely. Yan Sisi retreated, while Yan Wuji and Yan Shihai attacked from both sides, rushing toward Chen Shi!
Chen Shi’s blade-light reversed like a rainbow, coiling back. Within that rainbow were countless sword auras, some chopping, some hacking, some sweeping, some slicing, some stabbing, some slashing—innumerable techniques hidden within, constantly shifting and changing.
Yan Shihai raised a pair of swords and called out a warning: “Don’t let his blade-light touch you, or you’ll die for sure!”
He swung his twin swords, the blade-light continuously splitting apart. Clang, clang, clang—they collided with the auras within the rainbow, each annihilating the other.
On the other side, Yan Wuji produced a long spear. The old man gripped the weapon, showing a shocking valor. The tip of the spear thrust forward, parrying, deflecting, and blocking as he charged straight into the rainbow with unstoppable momentum. “Shihai, the three of us will break this fiend’s techniques!”
Just then, Chen Shi changed his stance. The Blood-Transforming Divine Blade danced, and blade-light came from every direction, like countless sparks flying toward them.
Yan Shihai and Yan Wuji were instantly thrown into chaos. The sound of weapons clashing rang out without end. Yan Shihai’s twin swords were covered in nicks, and Yan Wuji’s long spear was severed by a single stroke of blade-light, leaving him holding only the shaft.
Yan Sisi immediately moved to assist, summoning another magic treasure.
The three of them quickly had their magic treasures broken by the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, rendering them useless.
One after another, they summoned new treasures to block the divine blade, only to have them cut down in turn.
Although the Yan Family possessed many magic treasures, the three were still in grave danger under Chen Shi’s onslaught.
The Yan Family had an immortal artifact called the Purple-Green Double Qi Rings, but Chen Shi had already taken it. Without that immortal artifact, they were at a severe disadvantage clashing with the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade.
Just then, one of the Yan Family disciples, filled with grief and indignation, shouted, “Everyone, today heaven has brought great calamity upon our Yan Clan! Our family has been loyal and martyred for generations, protecting the country and defending our homes—how many have shed their blood and sacrificed their lives? Now that the villain is running rampant, how can we stand by and watch the Sect Leader and our ancestors fight for us? How can we bear to disgrace the names of our forefathers?”
He charged forward, summoning his Primordial Spirit. “Yan Family disciples, with united will, who fears death? Follow me and kill the enemy!”
The remaining Yan Family members felt their hearts surge with passion and hot tears filled their eyes. An elderly grandmother cried out, “Yan Family sons and daughters, follow this old woman and fight this villain to the death!”
She shook off the hands of her family members supporting her and rushed toward Chen Shi.
Suddenly, a flash of crimson blade-light passed. The old grandmother’s body stiffened, and her head slowly slid from her neck.
Yet she still wore a smile, rasping, “Kill... the enemy!”
“Kill him!”
A tidal wave of shouts erupted from all around. The Yan Family disciples, eyes bloodshot, raised their magic treasures and activated their techniques, surging toward Chen Shi from every direction. Those with Dao Fields unleashed them; those with Realms of Emptiness unfurled them—all pressing down on Chen Shi’s Blood Sea Hell.
From centenarians to children, their battle cries shook the heavens!
“Don’t come over here!” Yan Shihai’s mind trembled violently as he urgently called out.
But the united spirit of the Yan Family had no room for his words. They kept charging forward.
Suddenly, the blood sea beneath their feet rose up in a thousand-layer wave, each wave higher than the last, towering and overwhelming as it bore down upon them!
Those were not real waves of blood. They were the blade-light Chen Shi unleashed, sweeping forward like a tsunami to meet the charging Yan Family.
When the tsunami passed, the ground was littered with severed limbs and broken bodies. In an instant, countless members of the Yan Family had fallen—killed or wounded beyond count. Only those who were elderly, weak, or sick, too slow to run, survived by sheer luck. Aside from them, a few Return to Emptiness experts managed to escape the attack.
Chen Shi’s spirit soared. He could feel the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade trembling with excitement, greedily drinking in the fresh blood, while surging waves of immense power flowed into his body.
Without these people rushing in to die, defeating Yan Shihai and the others would have been a grueling struggle.
But now, with the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade absorbing them and feeding back their power to him, killing Yan Shihai and his companions was no longer so difficult.
Yan Shihai’s eyes were rimmed red. Roaring in fury, he attacked Chen Shi with wild abandon. “Two ancestors, take the others and get out of here! I’ll hold him off!”
Chen Shi sidestepped him, turning to slash with his blade. The Blood-Transforming Divine Blade vibrated violently, sending countless blade auras shooting out. In an instant, the auras landed in the blood sea, blooming open like a vast flower field growing on its surface.
Blossom after blossom of blood flowers spun open, and with a series of tearing sounds, they harvested the remaining elderly, weak, sick, and disabled members of the Yan Family, turning them all into victims beneath the blade!
Among the five Return to Emptiness experts of the Yan Family, three failed to dodge this strike. The blade-light cut across their bodies, and their blood and qi began to drain endlessly from their wounds.
Chen Shi’s aura swelled. He swung his long blade, and clang, clang, clang—he blocked the attacks from Yan Shihai, Yan Wuji, and Yan Sisi.
“Run, now!”
Tears filled Yan Shihai’s eyes, streaming down the corners as he launched himself at Chen Shi with all his might. “Two ancestors, you have to go!”
Before his words faded, a stroke of blade-light severed his magic treasure, and the cold gleam swept across his neck.
Chen Shi swung his blade, the light carrying Yan Shihai’s lifeblood as it slashed toward Yan Wuji!
Yan Shihai clutched his throat, eyes wide, staggering forward in pursuit. He saw Chen Shi and Yan Wuji exchanging rapid strikes. In just a few breaths, Yan Wuji had been hit dozens of times, collapsing into the blood sea!
Fury beyond measure consumed Yan Shihai as he struggled to keep pursuing, but the world grew darker before his eyes.
He vaguely saw Chen Shi raise his blade. In the blood sea, countless blood-colored dragons soared like rivers of blood. Then, suddenly, the sun and moon appeared in the sky, casting their light on the shimmering river’s surface. Blade-light flew everywhere like a frenzy of gold.
Supreme Ancestor Yan Sisi fought desperately. Then, all at once, his white-haired head flew into the air, and his headless body stood frozen in place.
“Supreme Ancestor...”
Yan Shihai cried out once before collapsing face-first into the blood sea. His body slowly sank beneath the crimson tide.
Chen Shi pursued the two remaining Return to Emptiness experts. Once he caught up, one strike each took their lives.
He descended to the ground, and with a thought, the vast Blood Sea Hell rose slowly, standing upright in the air. It spun and shrank rapidly, turning into a circular blood-red light that hung behind his head.
Chen Shi reversed the Blood Lake Sutra, causing the Blood Sea Hell to flow backward into the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade.
The blade hummed and buzzed violently. Its demonic nature repeatedly surged, trying to break free of his suppression and bend him to its will, but Chen Shi remained unmoved.
He stored the blade away in the small temple, offered a stick of incense, then turned and walked out of the city.
“From today onward, the Yan Family is erased.”