Chapter 413.1: The Sound of Pouring Rain Doesn't Stop - Part 1

Looking at this young man in black, the Clearwater Mountain cultivators present could not help but take a few steps back. After dominating Clearwater Commandery for so many years, they had never encountered such a situation. For a moment, many people's minds were even blank.

However, it seemed that the young man had no patience to wait for their reaction. With a single step, he closed in on the Clearwater Mountain cultivator nearest to him. Without hesitation, he drew his saber for the first time. Before anyone could even discern the trajectory of the blade, they only saw a flash of saber light. By the time they snapped out of their daze, a head had already appeared in that young man's hand. He casually tossed it aside and gazed silently at the Clearwater Mountain cultivators ahead.

As they watched that human head still rolling on the ground, and the blood trails it left behind, some of the cultivators felt as if they were waking from a dream. But they dared not spout wild talk anymore. All of them had similar cultivation realms, if this young man could decapitate a fellow disciple with one slash, there would be no surprise for them.

"Senior Brother Ge... is on the second floor..."

A Clearwater Mountain cultivator, unable to bear that young man's aura, began to stammer, unwilling to provoke this killing god any further.

Hearing this, Chen Chao did not say much. He just carried his saber and headed towards the second floor. The broken saber in his hand was still dripping blood non-stop.

But as soon as Chen Chao stepped onto the stairs, there was a creak from the second floor. A room on the second floor was pushed open. A middle-aged man's voice immediately followed, "Who's making noise here?"

But then, he immediately saw the corpses lying all over the first floor, and the head that had just stopped rolling.

Chen Chao raised his eyes and looked at the man, asking, "Are you Ge Ming?"

Ge Ming glanced at the broken saber still dripping blood in Chen Chao's hand. Before he could speak, a cultivator on the first floor gathered his courage and shouted, "Senior Brother Ge, this person came to provoke us. You have to stand up for us!"

Chen Chao raised an eyebrow slightly. Well, now there was no need to confirm this man's identity.

Chen Chao's expression was blank as he used the broken saber in his hand to slap Ge Ming's face. With a heavy blow, several of Ge Ming's teeth were knocked out, and his face swelled up visibly.

Ge Ming's mouth was full of blood, and his eyes glared at Chen Chao with resentment. Before he had a chance to speak, Chen Chao smashed his saber on the other side of his face.

After two strikes, Ge Ming was almost unrecognizable.

Although both were in the Bitter Sea Realm, Ge Ming's cultivation was a heretic and unorthodox path. In addition, he was facing Chen Chao, an exceptionally fierce martial artist not bound by common sense. He virtually did not have the strength to make any resistance or fight back.

Chen Chao grabbed Ge Ming's hair with one hand, then sheathed his saber and delivered another punch to the mouth of this Clearwater Mountain cultivator.

With this punch, Ge Ming's teeth shattered, and the sharp fragments pierced into the flesh and blood inside his mouth, causing him even more pain. But at this moment, he could not even open his mouth to beg for mercy, let alone speak.

The Clearwater Mountain cultivators who witnessed this scene widened their eyes at this moment. Then, they felt lingering fear. Ge Ming was already considered an extremely outstanding cultivator of their generation on the mountain. How could he be so helpless in the hands of that young martial artist, awaiting slaughter like a dog?

After a few punches, Ge Ming was already on his deathbed. But Chen Chao seemed to have gone mad, smashing punch after punch on his body without regard.

This scene was horrifying to behold.

The Clearwater Mountain cultivators on the first floor had no intention of helping. After exchanging glances, they all rushed out of the Clearwater Pavilion, intending to leave the city and report this.

Chen Chao knew about this, but paid no heed. Right now, there was only Ge Ming in his eyes.

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