Chapter 512: Chapter 512

A faint Evil Qi radiated from the Xuanjia Army soldiers, obscuring the sky and forming a red cloud of Evil Qi that roiled and churned, as if a world-shaking behemoth lay coiled within.

In moments, the Xuanjia Army charged into the Shuijian Sect Disciples’ formation like a sharp blade, instantly cutting down a vast swathe of enemies.

The Shuijian Sect Disciples in their path were like broken weeds, pierced through by longspears.

Li Jing, also mounted on a warhorse, joined the fray. His face was icy, and dense Evil Qi swirled around him, making him appear like a demon from hell.

His trident swept out, and three sharp edges tore through the air, cutting down hundreds of Shuijian Sect Disciples like an autumn wind scattering fallen leaves. Blood and gore flew everywhere.

Witnessing the horrific slaughter of countless Disciples, the Shuijian Sect Master’s eyes almost split with fury. They blazed like two burning fireballs as he roared, "Damn it! Elders, hear my command! Follow me and slay the enemy!"

He brandished a battle-sword, the aura of his past Great Emperor Realm cultivation erupting from him. With a flash of blue light, he thrust.

The Void shattered, and a streak of blue Sword Qi emerged!

Immediately after, six more elders launched their attacks. All exuded Emperor Realm auras, their eyes murderous as they charged Li Jing.

The seven attacks formed a perfect encirclement!

"Well met!" Facing the seven assaults, Li Jing’s expression remained unchanged; he even showed a hint of anticipation as he roared, "Xuanjia Army, formation!"

He was a General! His greatest trump card was the mighty army under his command!

Three million Xuanjia Army soldiers heard the command and rapidly shifted formation. A beam of white mystical light shot skyward before pouring into Li Jing’s body, unleashing world-shattering might.

Instantly, Li Jing’s aura surged!

The profound power of the army’s soul even condensed into a shield, protecting Li Jing from all sides. Intricate formation patterns covered its surface; it appeared incredibly thick, emanating a sense of boundless defensive power.

"Come on!" With the Profound Shield protecting him, Li Jing roared, completely abandoning any personal defense. His eyes gleamed with ferocity, the Laws of Warfare manifested around him, and boundless killing intent surged, terrifying to the extreme.

Faced with Li Jing, who now seemed like a divine demon, the pupils of the seven Shuijian Sect experts contracted sharply.

An inexplicable terror washed over them, enveloping their entire bodies!

Fortunately, they were all Emperor Realm Martial Artists and wouldn’t be completely cowed by his aura alone. They forcefully suppressed the fear in their hearts and unleashed their attacks with full power, striking directly at Li Jing.

Amidst a deafening cacophony, all seven terrifyingly powerful attacks landed on Li Jing. The Void itself seemed to explode, and vast, boundless shockwaves swept out in all directions.

The entire Lindong Realm trembled!

Mountains toppled! The ground was torn asunder, revealing bottomless fissures that spread like a spiderweb for tens of thousands of miles!

"That’s what you get for your arrogance! You must be dead now!" Seeing Li Jing seemingly obliterated by the shockwaves, the Shuijian Sect Master sighed in relief and muttered to himself.

Smiles also appeared on the faces of the other six elders.

In their view, Li Jing, with his past Great Emperor Realm cultivation, would undoubtedly die under the assault of seven Emperor Realm Martial Artists. There was absolutely no chance of survival.

The chaotic energy of the blast dissipated, revealing the scene at its epicenter!

A shield covered in intricate, mystical patterns shimmered with silver light, standing firm like the Eternal God Mountain, unyielding!

Behind the shield stood Li Jing, trident in hand. His expression was calm, his hair hung neatly behind him, and he was utterly unscathed, as immaculate as if he’d never been attacked.

The Shuijian Sect Master’s face stiffened! The six Shuijian Sect elders’ smiles froze.

How is this possible? Completely unscathed!

"It seems your attacks are rather lacking," Li Jing said. "Now that the clowns’ performance is over, it’s this General’s turn!"

"This is this General’s first battle since my debut. If I’m thwarted by the likes of you, how could I possibly face His Majesty?"

Li Jing spoke softly, strands of his long black hair stirring without a wind. His bright, piercing eyes suddenly sharpened. In the next instant, his figure vanished without a trace.

"Not good!" the Shuijian Sect Master’s expression changed drastically. "Everyone, be careful!" he warned urgently, his gaze darting around warily.

The sharp ring of a weapon suddenly echoed! A trident, wreathed in a bloody light, abruptly appeared, thrusting towards a Shuijian Sect elder.

A blood-red edge! An aura of invincibility! The pall of death!

"No—!" the elder screamed in terror. He watched the trident enlarge before his eyes and pierce his skull. Even as his consciousness began to fade, he could clearly sense a savage power rampaging through his body.

An instant later, his Emperor Realm body exploded, erupting into a mist of blood high in the sky!

An Emperor Realm elder—fallen!

So terrifying! All the experts present, including the Shuijian Sect Master, felt their blood run cold. From beginning to end, none of them had even glimpsed Li Jing’s figure.

After annihilating one elder, the trident’s point shifted, speeding towards the nearest elder. Its speed was like lightning, like a flash of light—impossible to evade.

A flicker of blood-red light was all they perceived. Beneath the Heavenly Universe, another mist of blood formed.

Within the next few breaths, the trident killed the remaining four elders in the same manner. Reeking heavily of blood and slaughter, it then locked onto the Shuijian Sect Master.

The Shuijian Sect Master swallowed hard, his legs trembling. "You... If you have any guts, show yourself!" he roared, his voice shaking. "What kind of skill is skulking in the shadows and launching sneak attacks?"

As his words fell, he gripped his battle weapon tightly, Spiritual Energy surging frantically within him, ready to deliver a fatal blow the moment Li Jing appeared.

Yet, after waiting for a moment, there was still not a shadow to be seen.

"Are you looking for me?" Just as the Shuijian Sect Master was growing impatient, a cold, indifferent voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Without thinking, a savage glint flashed in the Shuijian Sect Master’s eyes, and he thrust his sword behind him.

His speed was fast, but another’s was faster!

With a light tap of his toes, Li Jing’s figure vanished once more. Just as the Shuijian Sect Master whirled around to attack, Li Jing reappeared behind him again, grasped the trident, and thrust it down hard.

After whirling around and finding no one there, the Shuijian Sect Master suddenly felt a wave of ominous premonition.

The thought had barely formed when he felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if a supreme power had pierced through his entire body, extinguishing all his life force.

The Shuijian Sect Master spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood. With great difficulty, he turned to look at the ghost-like Li Jing and weakly asked, "You... you are very strong. Tell... tell me, who betrayed me?"

Facing impending death, he felt no indignation, nor did he resent the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court. All his towering hatred was focused on the traitor!

He hated that betrayer!

If that person hadn’t opened the super-spatial passage, the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court could never have invaded! He wouldn’t be dying, and the Shuijian Sect wouldn’t have been destroyed!

Li Jing did not answer. He coldly withdrew the trident and looked down upon the battlefield, commanding dispassionately, "The Marshal has ordered: leave no one alive on the battlefield!"

The Xuanjia Army soldiers roared!

Witnessing their General’s divine prowess, their morale soared. They charged across the battlefield, cutting down enemies everywhere they went. Heads rolled, the sky itself seemed to darken from their slaughter, and blood dyed the firmament.

"No... Don’t!" In mid-air, the Shuijian Sect Master, his vital energy rapidly dissipating, watched his Disciples being slaughtered like lambs and roared in despair. Two streams of bloody tears flowed from his eyes, tracing paths down his cheeks. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novᴇlfire.net

Wails of despair! The clash of weapons! The mists of blood rising from the dead and dying...

Countless tragic sights and sounds flooded the Shuijian Sect Master’s senses. It was as if the entire world had transformed into a slaughterhouse, dyed crimson.

Dimly, he saw an aged figure slowly approaching.

"Sect Master, may your journey be peaceful," the figure said softly, stepping forward and crouching beside him.

That familiar figure, that familiar voice... The Shuijian Sect Master’s eyes widened in utter terror, a thread of disbelief mingling with his horror.

So, the traitor... it was him...