Chapter 2137

Coming to Destroy the Sect

There were just too many Demonic Illusion Sect disciples. They swarmed over like locusts, completely engulfing Zhuowen. Like a dark cloud, the area Zhuowen was in became extremely gloomy.

While the No Beginning Demon Golden Swords were extremely fast, they were still unable to keep up with the speed of the Demonic Illusion Sect disciples rushing to their deaths.

Many Demonic Illusion Sect disciples broke through the defences of the No Beginning Demon Golden Swords and directly attacked Zhuowen, while Zhuowen could only use the purple swords in his hands to block the attacks that slipped through the net.

"Sect master, this kid is really strong. He's still so tenacious despite being surrounded by so many disciples!"

You Yewei was surrounded by four old men. They were the elders of the Demonic Illusion Sect. There had originally been a fifth elder, but he had been instantly killed by Zhuowen, leaving only four people.

"The four of you go together and take down that Zhuowen!" You Yewei said with a gloomy gaze.

The four elders nodded slightly and shot out, using their respective divine artifacts and heading towards the centre of the battle.

After witnessing Zhuowen's extraordinariness, the four elders did not dare to be careless at all. Instead, they used their full strength right from the start.

As the four elders entered the battle, Zhuowen who had originally been on the losing end immediately found himself in a precarious situation.

The cultivators outside the Demonic Illusion Sect could not help but shake their heads at this sight. They knew that Zhuowen would not be able to hold on for much longer.

Thinking of Zhuowen's lofty words from before, these cultivators only found it extremely laughable. They knew that Zhuowen was just spouting nonsense.

"As expected, this Zhuowen is just here to make a fool of himself. The sect master of the Demonic Illusion Sect has yet to do anything and this kid is already completely suppressed. From the looks of it, this kid will be defeated before long."

Some cultivators could not help but shake their heads in mockery, feeling that Zhuowen was just an idiot.

"That's not right. Look, so many Demonic Illusion Sect disciples up there have died all of a sudden. What's that? So many swords!"

All of a sudden, a cultivator noticed that something was amiss and pointed at the battle above.

Everyone raised their heads to look, only to see in a daze that a rusty broken sword had suddenly appeared around Zhuowen who was surrounded by countless Dark Mirage Sect disciples.

Around the broken sword, there were over nine thousand ancient swords that emitted cold light. Every single ancient sword was extraordinary. The sharpness that they emitted caused everyone to tremble in fear.

Zhuowen's robe was as white as snow. He took a step forward and stepped on the broken sword with his right foot. Suddenly, more than nine thousand ancient swords were like stars. They emitted a dazzling sword light that spread in all directions.

Puchi!

Puchi!

…

In just a moment, the sword light spread out like water, and a third of the surrounding Demonic Illusion Sect disciples exploded into a bloody mist. Blood poured down like a waterfall, creating a magnificent sight.

Zhuowen's gaze was cold as he took a step forward. Under his control, the nine thousand ancient swords were like killing machines. Wherever they passed, blood filled the air and corpses piled up like mountains.

At this moment, Zhuowen was protected by over nine thousand ancient swords and had forty-eight Demonic Golden Swords of No Beginning revolving around him. He was also wielding a purple sword with both hands. There was no Demonic Illusion Sect cultivator who could break through his defences. They could only become dead souls under his sword.

It could be said that this was an unequal slaughter. It was a one-sided massacre.

As more and more corpses appeared, the Demonic Illusion Sect disciples finally began to feel fear. They began to retreat, not daring to charge forward.

This was because they felt that the young man before them was just too powerful. They felt that they would just be sending themselves to their deaths if they went up.

As a result, some of the weaker disciples finally began to flee madly, and their numbers only increased.

Unfortunately, these fleeing Dark Mirage Sect disciples did not leave for long at all before being caught up by the terrifying sword light and completely minced into a bloody mist.

"I am willing to leave the Demonic Illusion Sect. I swear that I will no longer be a disciple of the Demonic Illusion Sect. I will have nothing to do with the Demonic Illusion Sect henceforth."

Finally, a Demonic Illusion Sect disciple hurriedly swore, cutting off all ties with the Demonic Illusion Sect.

After this Demonic Illusion Sect disciple finished his oath, he discovered to his surprise that the terrifying nine thousand ancient swords in the surroundings actually passed by him as if they did not see him at all.

"Many thanks!"

This Demonic Illusion Sect disciple naturally knew that Zhuowen was sparing his life. After hurriedly thanking him, he immediately used an escape talisman to leave the Demonic Illusion Sect.

With this disciple setting the precedent, the other Demonic Illusion Sect disciples all swore their oaths and left the Demonic Illusion Sect, flying away from the Demonic Illusion Sect.

Zhuowen did not stop these Demonic Illusion Sect disciples from leaving. Instead, he focused on killing those cultivators who were still stubbornly resisting.

In less than ten seconds, the densely packed Demonic Illusion Sect disciples had either died or fled. They had become extremely sparse.

The cultivators outside the Demonic Illusion Sect stared at the white-clothed youth surrounded by countless sword light, their pupils involuntarily constricting as they shuddered in fear.

They finally understood why this Zhuowen dared to come and clamor about destroying the Demonic Illusion Sect. It turned out that this kid was actually so terrifying.

At the same time, they also recalled that this kid possessed a supreme treasure like the Heavenly Domain Starry Sky Essence.

Such strength coupled with the Heavenly Domain Starry Sky Essence.

The Heavenly Domain Starry Sky Essence was truly too terrifying.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Zhuowen's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt. The nine thousand ancient swords that originally revolved around Zhuowen all froze in the air under the terrifying force of the fist.

Zhuowen retreated several steps, looking at You Yewei with narrowed eyes.

You Yewei stared at Zhuowen with seething killing intent, while the four elders who had originally been retreating breathed a sigh of relief inwardly when they saw You Yewei act.

However, after witnessing Zhuowen's terrifying strength, the four elders no longer dared to underestimate this white-clothed youth in front of them.

"I really didn't expect that after not seeing you for more than ten years, your strength would grow so quickly. But do you really think that you can destroy my Demonic Illusion Sect with your little strength?

Isn't that a little like the ravings of a lunatic? "

You Yewei's eyes flickered, but he was also very shocked inside.

He could sense that this Zhuowen's strength was probably not necessarily weaker than his. Coupled with the Heavenly Domain Starry Sky Essence in this kid's body, You Yewei was not sure whether he could take down this kid.

"Great Elder, go to the Nether Hall and ask the ancestor to come out. This kid must be killed." You Yewei silently transmitted his voice to the strongest of the four elders.

The Great Elder had a long snow-white beard and looked benevolent, but his eyes were filled with ruthlessness. He was clearly not a kind person.

The First Elder glanced at Zhuo Wen, who was not far away, and nodded lightly. Then, he silently left the place.

"Ah!"

However, the Great Elder did not leave for long before he let out a scream.

You Yewei's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly looked in the direction of the Great Elder. He saw that the Great Elder's entire body was pierced through by a long spear. He struggled continuously but could not break free.

In front of the Great Elder was an old man in his sixties holding a long spear, his eyes filled with a sinister smile.

This person was Zhang Zhicheng. Zhuowen was fully prepared this time. He was willing to be the bait to attract You Yewei's attention so that Zhang Zhicheng and the others could seize the opportunity to kill the upper echelon of the Demonic Illusion Sect.

"Who are you?"

You Yewei shouted, but his expression changed drastically soon.

This was because the moment he turned his head, Zhuowen had already attacked.

Zhuowen took a step forward and more than nine thousand ancient swords fell like rain, pouring down in front of You Yewei like a storm.

You Yewei cursed in his heart and immediately took out a scroll and opened it. Instantly, the area within tens of thousands of miles was surrounded by the scroll. Terrifying flames erupted around the scroll, instantly turning the surroundings into a world of fire.

Boom!