Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 748 - Cleansing

Woo, woo, woo. Woo, woo, woo.

The world fell utterly silent, with only the faint whisper of the wind breaking the stillness.

Everyone stood in stunned disbelief, unable to move or speak.

Even Feng Baiyu and the others were frozen on the spot.

What had they just witnessed?

Chen Fan had annihilated an army with a single streak of sword qi.

The scene seemed to have grabbed their souls and smacked them left and right.

They began questioning their reality, asking if their previous dire situation had made them imagine it all.

The sound of sharp breaths filled the air as realization dawned, followed by the sting of self-inflicted pinches and the hushed murmur of disbelief.

Hiss, hiss!

And then—an eruption.

Whoa!

“This... this...”

Some could barely speak, stammering through shock, while others gestured wildly, unable to find words.

“One attack, complete annihilation!”

“I must be dreaming. This can’t be real. Was this my last thought before I died?” n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“If that’s the truth, the hell are you doing in my dream?”

“Your dream? You saw that too?”

“It’s real! Real!!!”

“Hahahaha, the blood demons are dead. They’re all dead.”

“......”

Some people cried, some people laughed, and some seemed to have gone crazy.

Feng Baiyu and the others also came back to their senses. They looked at Chen Fan like he was a monster.

To destroy an army with one attack... Just how far had Chen Fan’s power advanced?

Their minds could scarcely contain it. For so many of them, reaching the Divine Nascent realm was the pinnacle of ambition.

They had reached their goal—and with it, lost the fervor of pursuit. After centuries of cultivation, many still hovered at the edge of the first and second levels of the Divine Nascent realm, their progress stagnating in ways they hadn’t fully understood until today.

Chen Fan’s level of cultivation, his strength—these things were beyond their grasp.

Feng Baiyu stared at Chen Fan, his lips dry and voice faint, as he asked, “They’re dead?”

Chen Fan nodded and replied casually, “They’re dead.”

Hiss, hiss.

Another wave of sharp inhalations swept through the crowd as the magnitude of his words settled in.

Feng Baiyu and the others finally accepted this reality.

The blood demon army, which had thrown them into the depths of despair, was gone, utterly obliterated by Chen Fan with a mere flick of his hand.

All around, the ruins of the once-magnificent Spring Autumn Sect lay broken and scarred. The sect, a beacon of strength, now stood tattered, barely recognizable. Yet not one person seemed to care.

They had survived!

They survived certain death because Chen Fan had arrived in time.

“Boo hoo, that’s great, that’s great.”

Some people cried from being overjoyed.

“Brother!”

“Master!”

Tears streamed down many faces, some weeping from the joy of survival, others mourning fallen brothers, sisters, masters, and friends who hadn’t made it.

Feng Baiyu’s gaze swept over the ravaged sect, and his voice echoed as he said, “Everyone, we have no time to grieve. Our fallen brothers will not be forgotten. As for those of us who live, we carry their hopes on our shoulders. We’ll live on well and cultivate hard to wipe out all the demonic beings in this world!”

While the crisis at the Spring Autumn Sect was over, the Great Chu Empire and the entire Hong Domain still teetered on the edge of a much larger threat.

They had no time to grieve. They still needed to continue fighting the blood demons.

“Sect Leader, leave some people behind to rebuild the sect. The others, come with me. We cleanse the Great Chu Empire. I’m going to wipe out all the blood demons!” Chen Fan’s voice rang out, his killing intent reaching the clouds, shaking the universe.

The killing intent in those words gave everyone chills.

“I-I want to go kill the blood demons. I’m going to avenge my brother!”

“Me too. I’m going to rip those demonic beings apart and take revenge for my master!”

“Me too.”

“Me...”

Almost everyone clamored to follow Chen Fan, eager to join him in purging the blood demons from the empire.

Feng Baiyu began issuing commands, assigning some to stay behind to rebuild the Spring Autumn Sect. However, they seemed visibly frustrated; their hearts burned with the same desire for vengeance.

“Father, Mother, you should stay behind to rebuild the sect as well,” Chen Fan told Chen Zhengqing and the others.

They all nodded, understanding his decision.

Before departing, Chen Fan cast a true qi incarnation, leaving it to guard the sect. Even Heavenly Star realm blood demons would face certain death if they dared to approach it.

Once the preparations were complete, a cold glint of killing intent ignited in Chen Fan’s eyes. Under Feng Baiyu and the others’ lead, the entire force surged forward, crossing the horizon like a tidal wave.

What had once been a fearful assault by the blood demons now reversed into a grand counterattack.

The once-defensive disciples were transformed, their spirits raised by Chen Fan’s presence. They were all in high spirits, their murderous qi reaching the clouds.

Meanwhile, the nearest stronghold to the sect was also reaching its breaking point. Blood demon forces had slaughtered countless orthodox disciples, pushing even Divine Nascent realm experts to their limits.

Suddenly, heaven and earth shook as the new army approached, a unified force in the distance.

“It’s the Spring Autumn Sect’s Feng Baiyu and the others!” exclaimed a Divine Nascent realm expert.

The entire Great Chu Empire had fallen into the abyss of suffering from the blood calamity.

Close to eighty percent of the empire lay in ruin, with only scattered strongholds serving as the last bastions of resistance.

Every stronghold was under relentless assault by the blood demon armies, and the Spring Autumn Sect was no exception.

The people were all shocked to see Feng Baiyu and the others coming. Murmurs of suspicion and fear rippled across the defenders; had the Spring Autumn Sect fallen? Had they surrendered to the blood demons?

"Everyone from the Divine Light Sect," Feng Baiyu called out, "we have come to give you a helping hand to kill the blood demons!"

Suspicion lingered. No one moved or cheered, hesitant to trust that these reinforcements hadn’t turned traitors.

However, Feng Baiyu’s group quickly answered the question in their minds with practical actions.

Rumble!

Feng Baiyu and the others directly charged over, launching a frenzied killing spree against the blood demon army.

The Divine Light Sect’s people immediately cheered.

“Feng Baiyu, you guys...” The Divine Light Sect’s Sect Leader was greatly puzzled.

Did they defeat the army attacking the Spring Autumn Sect?

But how is that possible?

The answer came in an instant as Chen Fan stepped forward, raising his hand.

With a flick of his finger, a streak of sword qi sliced through the air, cutting down twenty Divine Nascent realm blood demon experts in one stroke.

Hiss!

The Divine Light Sect’s Sect Leader and the others all sucked in a breath of cold air. Their eyeballs trembled, seemingly about to pop out of their sockets.

“Brother Bai, what are you staring blankly for? Kill these minions. We still have to go to the next stronghold to kill the blood demons.” Feng Baiyu’s voice pulled the Divine Light Sect’s Sect Leader and the others back to reality. They all struck out perplexedly, bombarding the blood demon army below.

Thus, under Chen Fan’s lead, the cleansing of the blood demons in the Great Chu Empire began.