Chapter 94: The Hometown is No More, Time to Kill

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  Deep in the clouds, a treasure ship is flying, below which mountains and rivers are like paintings, travelers are like ants, city pools, roads, scales and tiles, buildings as small as fingernails, worldly splendor, all ten thousand red dust at the bottom of one's eyes.

  At this speed, it won't take a few more days to return to Songyan City.

  Chen Yu sat cross-legged at the bow of the boat, carefully studying the "Wind and Light Sword Array" diagram.

  After gaining insight into the complete Wind Path, Chen Xiao's gaze had become extremely venomous. In his eyes, this Extinction Flowing Light Sword Array was simply tailor-made for him. Its speed was as fast as a stormy wind, its sharpness was as piercing as flowing light pouring down, and it thoroughly understood the three key words: fast, accurate, and ruthless.

  A moment later, Chen Xiao took out eight handles of Xuanming flying swords from the storage ring. As a flying sword, the Xuanming flying sword is different in shape from ordinary flying swords, three feet long, with a cold and icy body like a pool of cold water, which can also be held in hand for combat.

  Hah! Hah!

  Chen Yuanyun transferred her true yuan, breaking through her fingertips, and with her own essence and blood, she drew a talisman on the Xuanming Flying Sword.

  Cultivating the Xuanfeng Liuguang Jianzhen, one must first use their vital energy to draw mysterious Xuanfeng and Liuguang symbols on the flying swords, allowing them to produce a unique connection between each other, like breathing in sync. This step is also called setting up the formation pattern; without it, it cannot be considered a sword array.

  With Chen Yao's experience in making talismans, drawing these two talisman patterns was a natural thing to do.

  However, what was unexpected was that at the moment when the Wind Symbol and Flowing Light Symbol were completed, a mysterious power seemed to emerge from the flying sword, instantly drawing out a large amount of his vital energy!

  Wow!

  After drawing all the talismans on the eight handles of Xuanming Flying Swords, Chen Tang's face was pale, his mind was exhausted, and he seemed to be more tired than a fierce battle.

  "If my physical body were not strong enough, and my energy and blood were not surging like a boiling pot, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to complete the first step of setting up the formation. This is the second layer of the Eight Flying Swords' sword formation, and if I had to set up the formation on all 56 flying swords, who knows how much of my own vital energy would be consumed..."

  Chen Xiao sighed and immediately cast his gaze onto the eight handles of the Xuanming Flying Swords.

  "Form up!"

  Pffft! Pffft! Pffft! Pffft!......

  Eight handles of Xu Ming flying swords immediately floated around Chen Tai's body, and the sharp sword energy gushed out. These flying swords were like a group of spiritual fish, under Chen Tai's soul control, gathering, dispersing, intersecting, or lining up in a row... Lively and agile, as if they were an extension of his own body.

  "Something seems off?"

  Chen Xiao was deep in thought, suddenly remembering that the so-called formation method could communicate with the power of heaven and earth, and the sword formation was no exception. It should be able to sense the power of heaven and earth and transform it into one's own use...

  After burning one stick of incense.

  Chen Tai raised his head, his eyes shining like stars, and his heart stirred. The eight Xuanming swords floating around him suddenly sang in unison, as if there was an invisible echo between them, like a person's breathing, which condensed into a whole, blending with each other, yet independent of each other, with a faint, indescribable ethereal charm.

  Buzz!

  Eight flying swords suddenly burst out from Chen Suo's body, with sharp sword tips that seemed to pierce the air like needles. They danced and weaved around him, their movements unpredictable. Although there were only eight flying swords, they exuded an unmatched aura of grandeur, as if they were a single, awe-inspiring warrior who had fought a hundred battles. The sight was enough to make one's heart tremble with fear, and even the surrounding air seemed to be sliced apart by the sharp sword tips, emitting a low humming noise.

  "What a pity that it's in the treasure ship, and can't be tested for its power. However, according to the records of the Wind Flowing Light Sword Array Diagram, the first layer of the sword array is already enough to annihilate ordinary Huang Ting realm cultivators!"

  Chen Xiao's face revealed a hint of satisfaction, and he thought to himself: "The Xuan Feng Liu Guang Jian array is something that only a Huang Ting realm cultivator can execute, but I'm already at the Zi Fu Wu Xing realm. In that case, my combat strength shouldn't be any worse than that of a Huang Ting cultivator..."

  However, Chen Xiao also knew that the Purple Mansion and the Yellow Court were two major realms after all. When encountering some demonic Yellow Court cultivators, or even Purple Mansion cultivators, he didn't dare to be careless either. After all, there were too many cases of people capsizing in the dark alleys of the cultivation world.

  Whoosh!

  Treasure ships flew away in the sky, and after a few days of drifting, they just passed by.

  That evening, Chen Chao had just woken up from his meditation, and when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a continuous range of vast mountains that seemed to stretch on forever.

  And in front of that mountain range, a city suddenly appeared, shaped like a tortoise shell, built on the mountain, covering an area of tens of thousands of miles, but compared to the prosperous and thriving Lianhai City, it was small and pitiful.

  Songshan City!

  Chen Xiao stood up, gazing into the distance. This was his first time seeing the entirety of Songyancheng. Under the high blue sky, he looked down and saw the whole city laid bare before him.

  The castle district, the school district, the commoner district... Seeing these familiar scenes, Chen Tang suddenly felt a sense of detachment from the world.

  It's been just one year, but it feels like I've been away for decades.

  Ji Yu's predecessor once said that after a cultivator lays the foundation of the Tao and begins to comprehend the Heavenly Way, they can vaguely sense some auspicious or ominous signs in the midst of obscurity, mysterious and profound, yet extremely effective. Could it be that I too have sensed something?

  A sudden surge of annoyance rose in Chen Xuan's mind, inexplicable and fleeting. It came quickly and went just as fast, leaving him with nothing to grasp when he tried to savor it, his heart feeling empty and hollow, as if the moment had never occurred at all.

  "Ah, almost home, what's wrong with me? Is it that I'm more timid when nearing my hometown?"

  He shook his head abruptly, Chen Tai took a deep breath, put away the treasure ship and rushed towards the city gate.

  As she walked through the city gate, looking at the familiar streets and smelling the familiar scent in the air, Chen Tang's tightly strung heart not only didn't relax, but instead became even more tense, her thoughts also inexplicably becoming restless.

  He didn't stop and went straight home.

  It was as if an intuition from nowhere drove him to do so.

  His footsteps were swift, his figure like the wind. The closer he got to home, the more violently Chen Tang's heart pounded, like a drumbeat, boom! Boom! Boom! His heart was racing with fear.

  Whoosh!

  Chen Ting stopped in her tracks, her pupils suddenly dilating as she stared at everything before her in disbelief.

  The entire civilian district is divided into four large blocks, each occupying a thousand miles of land, where the poor and downtrodden people of Songyan City live, and Chen Tang's home is located in one of them.

  It's already late afternoon, at this time of day, people who have worked hard all day would drag their tired bodies back home early, gather in twos and threes holding rice bowls to chat and gossip, call out to their wives to do laundry and cook dinner, children run around naked and play, young men and women gather together whispering to each other...

  However, at this moment, within a thousand miles of land, there were no houses, no crowds, no sounds, and no familiar breath that had been present for over a decade. Everywhere was filled with rubble from collapsed buildings, white bones scattered on the ground, cawing ravens, and wild dogs gnawing at human corpses...

  Ruins!

  The house has become a ruin!

  Chen Xuan only felt a dizziness and darkness, his heart surged with an unspeakable pain, so painful that he covered his chest with his hands, wanting to scream, but couldn't make a single sound.

  What's wrong?

  What happened after all!

  Chen Xiao couldn't believe all of this, intense pain and endless anger surged towards his consciousness like a tidal wave, leaving his mind a complete blank.

  He was like a walking corpse, his legs as heavy as lead, step by step towards the familiar place, towards the home that accompanied his childhood and youth, every step was so heavy, every step seemed to be stepping into the abyss.

  Home is a haven in Chen Tang's heart, where he can shield himself from the wind and rain. Here, he listens to his grandfather's teachings, takes care of his younger brother's daily life, and no matter how tired he is every day, as long as he returns home and sees his grandfather and younger brother waiting for him to eat together, he feels a warmth in his heart, and all the humiliation and ridicule he suffers from every day seem so insignificant.

  Home is a place in Chen Tang's heart that cannot be erased, a lingering warmth.

  Because of this family, he took on everything early on, being humiliated as a "sweeping star", having his marriage contract torn to shreds, he could endure it all, because he had to take responsibility for this family, hold up the entire Chen clan. He worked hard every day just to maintain this family, and now...

  Not only was his own home destroyed, but also the streets and alleys nearby, for thousands of miles around, were reduced to ruins. Countless people died, their white bones scattered all over the streets, like a chaotic graveyard, like a bloody hell.

  "Have you heard? This is Li's handwriting. It's because they want to eliminate the remaining descendants of the Chen family."

  "Hush, speak softly now. The entire city of Songyan is too afraid to discuss this topic because the Li family has issued a warning: anyone connected to Chen Tai, even neighbors, will be killed without a burial ground. Look at these tens of thousands of ordinary people in this distant land, all turned into walking corpses and bleached bones due to their association with Chen Tai."

  "What, won't be! Zhang's grocery store was destroyed because Boss Zhang Dae-young took care of Chen Tai's business for many years. What about the downfall of Qingxi Wine House? I heard that everyone in the building died miserably in a sea of flames."

  "You didn't know that, did you? Chen Zhuo used to be a spiritual kitchen apprentice at Qingxi Wine House for a period of time. Would the Li family not eliminate it?"

  ……

  A faint murmur of conversation drifted into Chen's ears, and in the distance, two iron-armored guards from the City Lord's manor were bent over, clearing away corpses from the rubble.

  It's all because of us...

  As if struck by lightning, his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, but his face grew increasingly icy, and in his dull, lifeless eyes a spark was kindled, which grew into a raging inferno, a fierce blaze that seemed to melt the very heavens.

  "Li's family, Li's family..."

  Muttering to himself, like the low hum of the wind, Chen Xiao's aura was already revealing his killing intent. In the Nanyuan Mingyu and in the deep mountains of Nanyuan, after experiencing countless killings and condensing the endless bloody evil energy, it burst forth without any restraint!

  At this moment, he was like a dead spirit walking out of a bloody swamp, cold, ruthless and murderous!

  He knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times in the direction of home, got up and left, never looking back from start to finish.

  In his heart there was only one pure, simple and direct thought - kill!

  "Brrr, it's so cold!"

  "What's going on with the weather?"

  The castle guards clearing the corpses on the ruins, as if invaded by a chilling current, all shivered and looked up in confusion, but saw nothing.

  No one noticed that on the ground far away, several crows had died, with blood congealed inside their bodies, their pupils wide open, but without a single wound on their bodies.