Chapter 656 - Starting a Massacre

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Chapter 656 - Starting a Massacre

The two disciples knew they couldn't beat Liu Wuxie even if they combined their strength. They could only sacrifice their lives in hopes of helping Dugu Yan escape.

Liu Wuxie snorted coldly as two icy swords materialized mid-air, piercing through the two men and freezing them. Their bodies slowly stiffened as their vitality seeped away.

After killing the four disciples, Dugu Yan was the only one left, and she even forgot to escape.

"Considering that you're a woman, I'll give you the dignity of ending your own life," Liu Wuxie said coldly. He had no interest in dirtying his hands and allowed Dugu Yan to take her own life.

Dugu Yan's face twisted with a bitter expression. Moments ago, she had dreamt of killing Liu Wuxie and seizing his position as the Southern Province's strongest prodigy. It had only been three breaths, and the situation had turned around. Not only did they fail to kill Liu Wuxie, but Liu Wuxie had slain her companions with ease.

"Liu Wuxie, do you want to take it that far?" Dugu Yan had given up her resistance. She knew she was no match for Liu Wuxie, who could easily kill someone in the eighth level of the Astral River Realm with one slap.

She was in the ninth level of the Astral River Realm, but she couldn't kill someone in the eighth level so quickly. That meant Liu Wuxie was much stronger than her.

"That's right," Liu Wuxie replied curtly. He had only allowed her the option to take her own life because she was a woman. If she had been a man, she would already have been reduced to a bloody pulp.

"I... I'm willing to trade my body for my life!" Dugu Yan said as she slipped off her outer coat. She was only left with a thin inner layer as she shivered in the cold, resembling a frightened rabbit.

"Do you think you can survive like that? You've belittled me," Liu Wuxie said, shaking his head. He didn’t even spare her a glance.

Though Dugu Yan was undoubtedly beautiful and a rare gem, Liu Wuxie only saw the corruption in her soul. What value was beauty if her heart was vile?

"Is your heart made of stone?" Dugu Yan's eyes flashed with a chill as she shed her final layer, revealing her bare figure before Liu Wuxie.

However, Liu Wuxie remained cold and indifferent to her bare figure, and his eyes showed a hint of disdain.

If Dugu Yan had taken her own life, he would've respected her as a courageous figure among women. But his eyes only held contempt for her at this moment.

Dugu Yan slowly approached with her bare body and pounced into Liu Wuxie's embrace like an agile serpent pressing against him. Her lips wandered on his neck as Liu Wuxie stood unmoving.

"I still have my chastity. Aren't you tempted?" she whispered, her voice soft, a faint fragrance wafting from her as if trying to breach his resolve.

"Why disgrace yourself so?" Liu Wuxie shook his head and unleashed a cold ray with his finger.

Dugu Yan froze, a sudden chill piercing through her abdomen. Her trembling hand moved instinctively to the source of the pain, only to find blood dripping down her abdomen, trailing onto her thighs.

"You..." An icy sword had pierced through Dugu Yan's lower abdomen, and her energy was leaving her. She revealed a bitter smile as she stumbled backward and collapsed.

"Third Sister!" a voice echoed from afar. The reinforcements had rushed over after learning that Liu Wuxie was there, and there were also disciples from the other sects, including the Heavenly Origin Sect.

"Liu Wuxie, you'll pay with your life for killing my third sister!" Dugu Qiubai roared as he rose from the ground. Carefully, he placed Dugu Yan's corpse into his interspatial ring for a proper burial, his face dark with rage.

The other Dugu Clan disciples followed his command, charging at Liu Wuxie with their swords drawn.

"Senior Brother Lan Ling, please stand aside," Liu Wuxie said. He didn't need Lan Ling's help to deal with these clowns; he could kill everyone with his strength.

Vanishing in an instant, Liu Wuxie reappeared with the Heretic Blade, unleashing True Strike in a devastating arc. His attack swept out like a storm, obliterating the charging Dugu Clan disciples. They were reduced to dust, leaving no trace of their bodies behind.

Outside the barrier, the Dugu Clan was in an uproar as Dugu Shan held onto a soul tablet with a hollow expression. Dugu Yan was his favorite daughter, and she managed most of the clan's business. He couldn't believe that she had died in Heavenly Mountain.

Anguish gripped his heart. If he had foreseen this outcome, he would never have allowed her to participate in the Ten Grand Ceremony and would have kept her home to tend to the clan’s business.

But a brief moment later, over a dozen soul tablets shattered, consisting of disciples from the various sects. All of their disciples had practically died at the same time.

"What's going on? Why are so many people dying?"

The second-tier sects couldn't remain calm as this year’s Ten Grand Ceremony was unlike anything they had seen before. Over a hundred disciples had died in just over ten days, and such large-scale casualties were unheard of.

Most importantly, the ones dead were all prodigies, and everyone wondered if something had happened inside.

"Could it all be Liu Wuxie's doing?" someone wondered aloud.

"That's impossible. No matter how strong he is, how can he possibly kill so many people by himself?" another retorted. Even those in the True Profound Realm refused to believe Liu Wuxie could kill so many prodigies.

Dugu Yan was at the ninth level of the Astral River Realm and was the favored daughter of Dugu Shan. She must’ve been equipped with powerful treasures, so how could Liu Wuxie kill her?

"Look over there! The snowmen seemed to have descended their mountain!" Everyone could vaguely see what was happening at the peak through the barrier, but only vague dots.

Due to the snowman's colossal body, they could see a slightly larger dot moving.

"Are the snowmen responsible for their deaths?" That was the only plausible explanation for everyone.

The massacre continued, and Liu Wuxie killed all the incoming people with one strike. This left the others stunned, not daring to take another step forward.

Liu Wuxie’s power was too terrifying. With a single strike of his blade, he had killed so many, including those at the high levels of the Astral River Realm. The Indigo Cloud Gate disciples who had called out earlier now shrank back, their faces pale with fear, no longer daring to utter a word.

Blood dripped from the edge of Liu Wuxie's blade, and he was like a fiend god from ancient times, exuding an overwhelming murderous aura.

"Anyone else?" Liu Wuxie questioned, sweeping his gaze through everyone, but no one dared to take a step forward and retreated.

"Run! Liu Wuxie has grown far beyond our reach! Only those like Bai Yuan and Deng Yong can deal with him," said someone among the crowd as he fled.