Chapter 302: Tang Shui’s Death

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Su Chen’s attack was incredibly straightforward, reaching a level of simplicity that lacked any flashy divine powers, just a single strike. However, within this simplicity lay an overwhelming terror.

“No… No!” Tang Shui’s expression changed dramatically as he witnessed this scene, shouting in sheer terror. Su Chen hadn’t displayed such strength during his earlier confrontation with the dark creatures.

But now, after Tang Shui’s appearance, Su Chen’s power had suddenly multiplied several-fold! What did this signify? It meant that Su Chen had been waiting for them from the very beginning. The five dark creatures had merely served as bait.

Had Su Chen revealed this strength earlier, not even ten Quasi-Saint Realm dark creatures would have been able to withstand his might.

“Fellow Daoist Tang!”

Behind Tang Shui, the Spirit Race Patriarch, and others, their expressions also shifted drastically.

They wanted to step in and rescue Tang Shui, but it was already too late. They lacked the confidence to block Su Chen’s sword. Thus, they could only watch helplessly as the Azure Dragon Sword descended.

With a deafening roar, the sword tore through the air, shattering the very fabric of space. Endless black rifts spread from the sky, engulfing the entire Demon Slaying Altar in an apocalyptic spectacle.

Everyone present was shaken to their core. Su Chen’s displayed strength was nothing short of terrifying. Even if they joined forces, they realized they wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

As the dust settled, a moment later, Tang Shui’s figure seemed to have evaporated, leaving no trace behind. Only Su Chen stood alone in the center of the world.

His aura blazed like the sun, radiating intense heat in all directions. Those who witnessed this couldn’t help but feel compelled to bow in reverence.

All of this had transpired with just one sword strike. With a single blow, a Quasi-Saint Realm expert from the Infinite Demon Sect had been reduced to ashes. Everyone present knew Tang Shui’s strength. He was a late-stage Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouse, not far from reaching the peak stage. Yet, even he couldn’t escape death at Su Chen’s hands.

“He… Did he hide his true strength just now?”

Not far away, the three dark creatures that Su Chen had obliterated began to recover their forms. They stood behind their strongest comrade, hoarsely inquiring.

At this moment, even the slowest among them understood that the battle with Su Chen had not been evenly matched. It had all been an act, and Su Chen had known about their plan from the start. Furthermore, Su Chen had the absolute confidence to win.

Even if they could be reborn from a drop of blood, they wouldn’t be able to withstand Su Chen’s relentless assault.

“This human is exceptionally strong, likely the prodigy spoken of among the human race. Perhaps… He might even be among the very top, unexpectedly encountered by us…”

The leader of the dark creatures spoke with a dark and complex expression. He glanced at Su Chen before turning his cold gaze to the Spirit Race Patriarch and others nearby.

“However, judging from their appearance, it seems that there’s internal strife within their human race. We might still have a chance to eliminate them.”

Su Chen paid no heed to these dark creatures. He cast his slightly dissatisfied gaze upon the Spirit Race Patriarch and the others.

His gaze was sharp, like a sword, and anyone who met his gaze involuntarily shivered, feeling an inexplicable sense of fear.

“Did you put all your effort into dealing with me, only to have such meager cards to play?”

As soon as he spoke, the Spirit Race Patriarch and others shuddered once more. The pressure Su Chen exerted was overwhelming. They understood that their strength was on par with Tang Shui’s, implying that Su Chen could eliminate them with a single swing of his sword.

Bang!

Su Chen took a step forward, and an overwhelming pressure surged forth, like an endless tide. It caused everything within a thousand miles to quake. Countless rocks instantly turned to dust.

Su Chen continued to advance, and the suffocating pressure descended upon everyone. Both the Spirit Race Patriarch and the nearby dark creatures felt as though they were trapped in an ice cavern.

At this moment, they only had one thought. Run! It was as if they had encountered a terrifying presence beyond their wildest imaginations.

“How… How can this be… How can Su Chen be this powerful?”

A Spirit Race expert expressed his shock, instinctively retreating. He hadn’t anticipated encountering such a prodigy among the younger generation. What was even more astonishing was that his own accomplishments, nurtured over a thousand years, were now inferior to a prodigy who had cultivated for just a few years.

In fact, Su Chen had completely overwhelmed them. He didn’t doubt that, without the Spirit Race and the Qin family as their backing, everyone present would have fallen to Su Chen.

“If you have no other tricks up your sleeve, then your lives will remain here,” Su Chen calmly declared. His tone made it sound as if he were discussing something mundane, but the underlying killing intent sent shivers down spines.

Looking at Su Chen, it seemed as if he had already known about their plan from the beginning. With this realization, everyone was enlightened. It turned out that Su Chen had orchestrated the entire act and had known about their plan all along.

Furthermore, Su Chen possessed the absolute confidence to secure victory, or else he wouldn’t have waited here for them to arrive.

“Su Chen! Do you truly believe victory is in your grasp?” the Spirit Race Patriarch challenged with a cold tone. His strength far surpassed that of the other Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouses present, and he was on the cusp of reaching the peak stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm. Thus, he had taken charge of the day’s events.

“Su Chen! You may not yet understand what you’re about to face. Kneel down and beg for mercy now, or else the Great Mystery Sacred Sect behind you will meet its doom!”

A Quasi-Saint Realm expert from the Infinite Demon Sect gritted his teeth and issued the threat. Tang Huo had fallen first, followed by Tang Shui, and now several Quasi-Saint Realm experts from the Infinite Demon Sect had met their end at Su Chen’s hands.

One must understand that Quasi-Saint Realm experts were no pushovers. Each one required a millennium of cultivation. Now that so many of them had fallen, even the Infinite Demon Sect might struggle to recover.

“Haha…” Another person chuckled, eyes filled with disdain as he remarked, “It’s too late to beg for mercy now. After you meet your end, everyone from the Great Mystery Sacred Sect will accompany you on the path to the underworld.”

This was an expert from the Inky Sea Island. They had already made up their minds that if Su Chen fell, they would take action against the Great Mystery Sacred Sect to settle scores. After all, the Great Mystery Sacred Sect had only one saint, and his breakthrough hadn’t been long ago. Among the factions present, they could effortlessly produce several saints. Consequently, Su Chen wouldn’t exist in the Great Mystery Sacred Sect at that point.. How many of the forces that had been on good terms with Su Chen in the past would be willing to lend a helping hand then?