Chapter 1694: Great Massacre

“Sect Master, we seem to have provoked Xu Yang. He is truly terrifying. In my opinion, we should quickly return his companions. We absolutely cannot engage in a direct confrontation with him; otherwise, our Yuan Clan will have no power whatsoever to stop him.”

Inside the Immortal Palace, several highly respected chief elders simultaneously advised the current Sect Master of the Yuan Clan, who was seated in the main position.

This individual had no liking for Xu Yang and was quite arrogant, far less amenable to persuasion than the Sect Master of the Misty Rain Imperial Family. He seemed to be a troublesome person.

Evidently, the Yuan Clan's Sect Master, seated on the main throne, did not think so highly of the situation. A cold killing intent emanated from his eyes.

“Just Xu Yang? I’d like to see if he can truly defy fate! My command: All powerhouses at the Elder level and above, come with me to confront Xu Yang! I want to see if he dares to act lawlessly on our territory!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the high-ranking Yuan Clan Sect Master vanished from his main seat. When he reappeared, his physical body had already materialized before Xu Yang.

The two stood facing each other on the void battlefield. Behind the Sect Master, hundreds of elder-level powerhouses continuously appeared. All of them were the most formidable spiritual cultivation practitioners of the Yuan Clan.

It is known that the sacred technique passed down by the Yuan Clan is the most powerful method for spiritual attacks. Even by just using their eyes, these individuals could unleash potent energy. However, their combined spiritual strength would likely be insufficient against Xu Yang.

Seeing the opponent's aggressive, belligerent stance, Xu Yang knew there was no hope of a peaceful discussion. It was clear the other party intended to give him a show of force.

However, this was good, as it saved Xu Yang more trouble. In his eyes, any problem that could be solved with action was never truly a problem.

“Heh, so many of you have come. It seems you want to spar with me? Very well, Xu Yang will see this through to the end.”

As his words fell, Xu Yang wasted no time. He brought the Cold Spring Divine Artifact horizontally before him. In an instant, endless ice-blue sword light erupted from Xu Yang's core, rapidly expanding outwards into the surrounding void.

Any living being enveloped by this ice-blue sword energy vortex would instantly be frozen. In just one encounter, a fifth of the hundreds of elder-level powerhouses present were directly encased in ice.

The remaining four-fifths of the powerhouses barely managed to regain their mobility by immediately activating their protective artifacts.

“Damn it, this guy's swordsmanship is too powerful! The aura of the sword in his hand has reached the level of a Divine Artifact, and this freezing power is truly bone-chilling. If this weren't our Immortal Palace, where we can mobilize our spiritual power to predict his moves, that last sword strike would have certainly shattered our bones, torn our tendons, and killed all of us old guys on the spot.”

These elder-level powerhouses had some self-awareness. They knew very well that engaging Xu Yang directly with their cultivation techniques would only lead to death. The only way to ease the tension and hostility between them was likely to find a win-win solution. If they were to truly confront Xu Yang head-on, as their Sect Master suggested, it would undoubtedly end in heavy losses for the Yuan Clan.

“Have you truly decided to confront me head-on? Very well, I will hold nothing back from now on. I hope you are prepared to bear the consequences of your misguided decision.”

As he spoke, Xu Yang tightened his grip on the Cold Spring Divine Sword with one hand. Stepping onto a wisp of cloud, he slowly moved forward. Each step he took brought an unimaginable suppressive effect to the entire void battlefield.

Furthermore, the ice-blue chilling aura had merged with Xu Yang, forming a flawless whole with no discernible weaknesses. A hundred-meter radius around Xu Yang automatically generated an ice-blue barrier. This barrier not only protected Xu Yang's physical body but also used its inherent frosty sealing power to defend against all attacks from further afield.

It could be said that after the Cold Spring Sword reached the strength of a Divine Artifact, it achieved a perfect soul-level synchronization with Xu Yang. There was no longer any weakness in their combined synergy that could be exploited.

This meant that Xu Yang was now flawless and without weaknesses from every angle. Any attempt to counter him by finding flaws in his techniques was simply impossible.

This was precisely what troubled the spiritual attack specialists before him most. The cultivators of the Yuan Clan excelled at identifying and exploiting their opponents' weaknesses.

Typically, after a swordsmanship practitioner unleashed a powerful sword attack, their soul would enter a momentary state of sluggishness. The higher their cultivation, the shorter this state of sluggishness would last; conversely, the longer it would persist.

However, Xu Yang had now achieved a unity with his surroundings; his swordsmanship cultivation and soul strength far surpassed those of the Yuan Clan cultivators before him, leaving them unable to find even the slightest opportunity or weakness.

As Xu Yang advanced, sword in hand, step by step towards the enemy's formation, the Yuan Clan's elder powerhouses swiftly unleashed various spiritual techniques, attempting to disrupt Xu Yang's soul.

Unfortunately, this level of spiritual power was, to Xu Yang, merely like a mosquito circling nearby. It was far from capable of causing any substantial impact on him, much less interrupting his swordsmanship techniques.

“Very well, if you're still not going to act, then I will begin my slaughter.”

The moment his words finished, Xu Yang swept the Cold Spring Divine Sword horizontally, instantly unleashing an incomparably powerful ice-blue sword light.

Wherever it passed, the physical bodies of any cultivators who dared to block his path instantly disintegrated into nothingness.

Because the sword's inherent chilling aura was too powerful, the moment the sword light shattered the elders' bodies, their severed parts were instantly frozen solid, leaving no sight of even blood splattering.

One elder-level powerhouse after another, like frozen human-shaped ice blocks, completely shattered in the void, eventually vanishing into nothingness.

All that remained were their tattered magical artifacts. As for their physical bodies, even a slight brush from Xu Yang's sword energy was enough to ensure they were utterly annihilated.

As expected, he wreaked havoc across the void battlefield, each swing of his sword light instantly annihilating a dozen or more elder-level powerhouses.