Chapter 537 - MASSACRE

Those people were about to attack Azief but before their sword could even reach Azief, their sword broke into two pieces.

The metal fragments exploded and they screamed as some of those people who were charging flew backward, their hand were stabbed by the exploding pieces of their sword.

Some of them had their entire upper body sliced apart. Some had their waist snapped in half. Some had their entire body shredded by a thousand strikes

And Xi Feng was trembling all the while looking at this battle. No…it is not a battle. It is a massacre. Is this killing? He asks himself.

Xi Feng pushed forward the wheelchair, pass those dead people, his finger is trembling.

He took a glance behind him and saw the many people who had already died. They all die in many manners of ways, each one more brutal than the last.

These special soldiers were all experienced in killing and they all trained in martial arts and they are fearless in the battlefield.

But what happened just then subvert all their expectations and their long held belief.

How could a grandmaster kill people like this?  How the hell he does that? They all stared in shock at the grandmaster killing people without a sword, while sitting leisurely on top of a wheelchair.

How could they defend against an attack they couldn't see?

Their legs shook and they were completely unable to move and they gulped. They no longer felt confident to be fearless.

There is fear in their heart and that fear rendered them immobile.

Azief may not be able to use Laws and Concept but there is killing intent around him and that killing intent is spreading further and further the more people he killed.

It is formed from his will bolstered by the internal energy he had in his body. It did not emit a colorful aura but one could feel it and sense it.

The hearts feel it and sense it. And because of that it amplifies these people fears. And his sword intent is killing people silently.

There is no sword sound. And now there is no sword light. Only death. No sword in hand but people keep falling like leaves in autumn.

The ground behind the wheelchair is enveloped in a thick stench of blood and corpses.

While there is chaos on the other side of the mountaintop with the sects fighting the forces of the imperial dynasties spies embedded in both factions, here, it was silent and there is even a kind of beauty in it.

But Xi Feng is the only one who could feel it.

He was the closest and he was behind his teacher so only he could feel how terrifying the murderous aura that his teacher is emanating right now.

Xi Feng now even had to activate his own internal energy to not get overwhelmed by the murderousness of his teacher killing intent

More people come forward and attack his teacher from many directions.

But not matter who is it, their sword and move shattered into piece the moment they come near enough to attack Azief.

They had an invisible slice on their necks, their heads flew up into the air as their bodies crashed into the ground and their heads would follow a few seconds later

No one could see it but these murderous auras filled the space between the heaven and earth. The more Azief kills, the more the seals on his thighs unravels.

'Not enough' Azief muttered. Xi Feng did not quite catch what his teacher is talking as he quietly pushed the wheelchair.

In his eyes, no matter how people come charging to his teacher, his teacher remains calm, unperturbed and silent.

He could only hear the sound of the creaking of the wooden wheels.

Even though there are screams and yelling in the distance, even though there is a cacophony of chaos on the other side of the mountain, for some reason, all of those sound was drowned by the sound of the creaking from the wheelchair.

But he knew the more his teacher killed, the more he trembled. He now used the wheelchair to steady his body and his heart

After all, even though Xi Feng do have the desire to take revenge, seeing all these countless heads and broken bodies flying through the air, he could not help but be shaken.

And the stench of blood and killing linger in his senses. Yet, he did not close his eyes. This is his lesson.

If he wanted to take revenge, this is the kind of path he would be taking. A path filled with death and killing.

Azief even after all of this still did not open his eyes. He could hear the battle on the other side of the mountain top. He could hear people chairing and screaming at him.

But he did not open his eyes.

With each strikes, his comprehension of the sword deepened.

And each of his strike becomes faster and sharper.

At first his sword intent moves in only one direction.

But now it began showing variations. It is piercing and seems to be infused with his murderous aura, scattering forward, stealing life.

Those who charge forward looks like people who offers their life to that lofty god sitting on top of the wheelchair.

Xi Feng had a weird thought. It was more like he was an attendant that push the God of Death as the God reaps the life that was promised to him.

Azief aura grows to be more powerful by the minute and as his aura increased Azief had the feeling like it is the same like a divine sense in a way.

Everything around his body was completely controlled and he could sense all of the minute movements around him

Xi Feng saw more and more people dying to his teacher sword intent. He had the thought of stopping. But a thought is just that. A thought. He had mercy. He had compassion.

But his teacher had reminded him that while all of this feelings is precious, it is also very cheap.

He himself was thinking what is mercy then? He is thinking about the many values he had learned.

His teacher value seems to align more with heterodox path but that clearly is not true either. His teacher cares deeply about him.

Is he a selfish person? Or a protective person? Or could it be both? So, Xi Feng only look on. Behind him were the corpses of the fallen

No matter how sturdy their armor and no matter how sharp their weapons, it would be cut the moment that wheelchair come near them.

Some people chose to distance themselves. Instead of being saved, for some reason they could not escape death as their necks and wrist were cut.

All this killing made Xi Feng felt a bit disgusted and uncomfortable. Xi Feng himself was not a murderous person.

And while there is no expression on the face of his teacher he could the murderous aura around him

He could feel that even the Heavens would not allow such murderous person to remains in the world.

Yet, that wheelchair keeps moving and people keep dying and the Heaven remains silent. Xi Feng chose not to avert his gaze from all this killing.

No matter how frenzied the attacker was in attacking, they would die.

No matter how much honor and pride they carry in their hearts about their empire, the moment they come near the wheelchair they would die.

Xi Feng opens his eyes and look at all of this intently.

Because this is the lesson his teacher is trying to impart to him. So, he would never avert his gaze

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