Chapter 1678: Chapter 1679: Let Me Show You What Despair Truly Is!

At this moment, a call came in.

“Demon King, that guy is heading your way. He hasn’t fought at all. I suspect the poison he was infected with hasn’t been cured.

He’s relying on Godslayer Heavenly King Bai Qi.”

Outside, someone analyzed.

At this moment, Tiangang showed signs of injury because the deeper they went, the stronger the enemies became.

Now, Tiangang was left with ten forces.

The others were severely injured and lost their combat ability.

Jun Moxie, Ghost Blade, and Lone Wolf also lost their combat abilities.

They could only retreat, but were unable to continue fighting.

But even so, Xiao Chen hadn’t taken action.

This inevitably led to suspicion that his strength hadn’t actually recovered, seeming powerful on the surface but ultimately vulnerable.

“Hahaha, too good. I said it before, after getting hit by the Demon King’s palm, even if he doesn’t die, he’ll pay the price.

Now, it looks like I was right.

Master, it seems you will be disappointed. You might be facing only Bai Qi.

That Xiao Chen has no combat power.”

Orochi laughed heartily.

“Boring!”

Muramasa found it somewhat dull.

Does Xiao Chen really have no strength at all? Then his revenge would be too boring indeed.

Godslayer Heavenly King Bai Qi, he didn’t care at all.

Soon, the sound of battle could be heard from outside.

Xiao Chen and the others arrived.

Here, facing them were a total of twenty-one Half-Step Kings.

They were the elite of the Demon King’s Temple and Saber God City.

Any of these twenty-one Half-Step Kings were more terrifying than the ancestors of the Imperial Clan.

If possible, Orochi would not let these people take action.

They were the secret weapons of the Demon King’s Temple.

Also Wo Nation’s secret weapon.

“Xiao Chen, this place shall be your burial ground.”

One of the Half-Step Kings sneered.

“Leave these people to me!”

Huang Tian stepped forward.

Even though he was exhausted.

But he was eager to fight, after ascending to King, he seemed to see something new.

Something previously elusive, beyond reach.

The battle started instantly.

Huang Tian launched the attack first.

Just breaking through to King, he was yet exhausted.

Can he eliminate twenty-one Half-Step Kings?

Xiao Chen seemed unconcerned, looking deeper inside, where soothing music was coming from, sounding quite relaxing.

Someone was enjoying themselves inside.

Within the music, Muramasa closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Outside the window, a strong wind suddenly started blowing.

Mountains and rain seemed imminent!

“Electric forecast indicates a typhoon might be approaching lately.”

Orochi frowned.

“What does a typhoon matter? The enemies are here.”

Muramasa opened his eyes, casting his sharp gaze outside.

Footsteps were echoing behind layers of screens.

Orochi swallowed.

Two figures appeared before them.

Godslayer Heavenly King Bai Qi, covered in blood.

As if he jumped out of a vat of dyed red water.

While Xiao Chen, spotless, seemingly hadn’t fought even once.

“Hahaha, Xiao Chen, your strength is indeed exhausted. Otherwise, why wouldn’t you fight? Your people are all injured.”

Orochi laughed heartily.

“You really believe his strength is exhausted?”

Muramasa, with his legs crossed, stood up.

Picked up the sword on the table.

A fierce whirlwind came, and Orochi felt frigid cold all over his body.

“Isn’t that right, Master?”

Orochi was stunned.

“You’re still far off.”

Muramasa shook his head and said, “He needs to conserve his strength for the fight with me, hence he cannot make a move.”

“Wrong.”

Xiao Chen finished his cigarette, placed the butt into the ashtray.

Then looked at Muramasa and said: “It’s unrelated to you why I didn’t make a move. It’s simply because those people weren’t worth my action.

Of course, I also had intentions of training my subordinates.

After all, can’t let me handle everything; that would be too dull.”

“Arrogance!”

Muramasa was angered.

As the Saber God, although he had been defeated before, it was only to the strong of the Ancient Clan. What did Xiao Chen amount to, daring to look down on him.

Orochi took a deep breath and said: “Xiao Chen, you are indeed too strong, strong enough to make even me feel fear. However, you chose the wrong opponent, the wrong place.

Meeting my master, Saber God Muramasa, you are undoubtedly doomed.”

“You talk too much.”

Xiao Chen took off his jacket, wearing only a gym wear.

Underneath the well-proportioned physique, an incredibly astounding power erupted.

“Saber God Muramasa, just a Saber God in a small village. I’ll kill him, then you!”

Xiao Chen smiled coldly: “Bai Qi, do not make a move.”

“Understood.”

Bai Qi fixed his gaze on Elai.

He wouldn’t allow Elai to interfere with this battle and affect Xiao Chen’s mood.

“Young people truly do not know fear. My blade has killed countless Kings.

You becoming its soul could at least count as a worthy death.”

Muramasa took a deep breath.

The Vigor within his body continued to erupt.

Faintly, there seemed to be a sound of thunder.

Whether it was from the thunderstorm outside.

Or his Vigor.

“I’ll kill you with one strike, ignorant brat confined to the well.”

Saber God’s tone was chilling, as if killing Xiao Chen was as easy as slaughtering chicken, with no difficulty whatsoever.

“Hehe, it’s one thing for young people to be arrogant, but an old man being so arrogant truly doesn’t know the meaning of death.”

Xiao Chen maintained an indifferent demeanor.

Despite the Saber God’s terrifying presence.

In his eyes, still just a junior.

Xiao Chen was well aware of his own strength.

Five years ago, his master had already said, forbidding him from using full strength, allowing only ten percent.

Thus, his usual ten percent strength was actually one percent of one percent.

He was acutely aware of his prowess.

Hence, when someone said they’d kill him with one strike, he found it very amusing.

Completely different levels, what talk of slaughter?

Even without the Nine Scrolls, he remained mighty.

His strength wasn’t related to the Nine Scrolls, nor was closely tied to the Mo Sect.

It originated from himself.

“Don’t rush, I’ll let you draw your blade, although I might kill you with a single move, I’ll allow you ample time to prepare your strongest technique.

I’ll make you understand what despair is.”

Xiao Chen spoke calmly.

But these words made Muramasa’s expression extremely unpleasant.

He was looked down upon.

Disregarded.

Undervalued by a mere child.

Boom!

Muramasa’s aura began to soar continuously, as if a storm was brewing within his body.

…

An unusual scene appeared in Saber God City.

All around, the place had heavy rain pouring down.

Strong winds were relentless.

Yet around the most central pavilion, there was not a trace of wind or rain.

As if that place became an anomaly in this world.

This phenomenon was extremely eerie.

If scientists were here to monitor, they’d discover that the pavilion was surrounded by an aura.

Wind and rain couldn’t penetrate it.

Xiao Chen laughed, this Saber God truly lived up to his name, not to mention anything else, just based on forty-five years of cultivation, could dominate many.

Strong!

Truly strong!

No wonder back when Saber God was in Dragon Country, he could be so arrogant, in the secular world, almost no one could be his opponent.