tkworld Chapter 1610 - 127: Massacre (Part 2)
Chapter 1610 - 127: Massacre (Part 2)
Zhou Yan spoke indifferently.
The young man in the black robe merely snorted coldly, a contemptuous sneer on his face.
Zhou Yan’s gaze flickered, and a faintly manifested auras of evil spirit emanated from his soul. Although this was an extremely faint will of evil spirit, as soon as this strand of will entered the young man in the black robe between his brows, his gaze suddenly froze. His eyes soon revealed extreme pain and fear, signaling that his will was nearly collapsing.
However, it was only a moment before all his defiance disappeared, and he almost immediately fell to his knees before Zhou Yan.
But at this moment, Zhou Yan retracted that faint trace of evil spirit aura.
Subsequently, the young man in the black robe regained his clarity at once.
Instantly, his face turned extremely pale, as if all his pride had been shattered in an instant, plunging him into an endless abyss, beyond redemption.
If he cannot overcome this despair, his life will be infinitely sorrowful, and all his talents will end here.
But despite this, the elderly man like a zombie, Li Yuchuan, voiced no dissatisfaction. Instead, he helplessly sighed, saying: "It’s just as well. If you don’t understand your limits, you’ll perish at the hands of others in the future. Rather than having such an attitude... now is a better time to learn."
"Li Feng, if you can overcome this hurdle, you’ll still have some accomplishments in the future. If not, then your path of cultivation ends here."
"Originally, bringing you to the Heavenly Mechanism Sect was meant to temper your sharpness. Now it seems this has been achieved."
Li Yuchuan spoke calmly.
The black-robed man, Li Feng, silently nodded at this moment, his eyes empty, devoid of any shine, like a dead man.
"This is your arrogance and pride, truly laughable."
Zhou Yan sneered and then shifted his gaze once more to the remaining cultivators.
Ultimately, these cultivators, pressured by the intense aura, all knelt one by one!
Those who hovered in the void, truly disrespecting the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, now all knelt down.
There were still some cultivators hesitating, evidently uncertain about what to do.
Among these cultivators was an extremely powerful elder whose strength was evidently not inferior to the previous elder.
When Zhou Yan glanced over, the expressions of these cultivators were extremely complex, a mixture of fear and indecision.
However, Zhou Yan said nothing further.
At that moment, Zhou Yan’s entire aura and blood energy surged skyward, deriving a blood-red Gray Dragon.
At the same time, the Ten Thousand Souls Heavenly Mechanism Order soared into the sky, transforming into a massive Yellow Bell, which bombarded towards them directly!
The Yellow Bell suddenly enlarged to the size of a small hill, crushing the void, producing a terrifying web of cracks.
The void nearly shattered.
"Boom--"
The space within the Heavenly Mechanism Ancient Palace trembled violently, cracking inch by inch, yet safeguarded from complete destruction by the formidable power of the Heavenly Mechanism Array.
However, on the ground appeared a huge pit, filled with a blur of blood and flesh!
Those hesitating cultivators, and the powerful old cultivator, were unable to muster any response and were directly slain!
What kind of weapon is this Yellow Bell? It is an Immortal Weapon!
It is what once was an Immortal Weapon, and an intact one at that!
The power Zhou Yan exerted from the Immortal Weapon did not stem from his own energy consumption but from the intrinsic Heavenly Mechanism Power within the Ten Thousand Souls Heavenly Mechanism Order Yellow Bell, as well as the Heaven and Earth Power in this land.
Another aspect, naturally, is the restoration effect of Zhou Yan’s Emperor Qi Dragon Swallowing Sky Divine Skill’s devouring ability.
Thus, Zhou Yan, without a word, slaughtered a swath.
Without even a cry, instantaneously shattering a stretch of void, within several kilometers, leaving a massive crater!
This is pure bloodthirsty slaughter, violent crushing.
At this moment, Zhou Yan exuded an indifferent aura, an attitude of contempt for all creatures, making all cultivators realize that the Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son is not one to fear, and with the Yellow Bell in hand, he is nearly invincible in the world!
The key is, Zhou Yan seems to possess no realm!
This situation is too terrifying!
And with such a weapon, the Heavenly Mechanism Sect has undoubtedly ascended to become the true number one sect in the world!
"Kneel down!"
"Bow your head!"
"Those who beg for mercy live!"
"Those who resist die!"
Zhou Yan spoke calmly.
His voice was not loud, yet it echoed in everyone’s hearts, stirring a thousand waves within.
At this moment, those hesitant cultivators no longer cared about their dignity and immediately all knelt down.
Even some elders with some background, also knelt with humiliation, reluctantly bowing three times.
Those cultivators who didn’t participate in overlooking the Heavenly Mechanism Sect from the void, the Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters, were spared a calamity, and Zhou Yan did not settle scores with them.
As such, after they finished bowing, Zhou Yan did not immediately let them stand, but coldly swept his gaze over them, remaining silent.
Without Zhou Yan’s words, none dared speak.
At this point, the Female Sect Master of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect was utterly numb, completely shocked by Zhou Yan’s arrogance.
And the nine elders of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect were drenched in cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably.
They were filled with doubt and apprehension, excitement mixed with fear, emotions so complex they defied description.
In such circumstances, they recalled their previously poor attitude toward Zhou Yan, and it was clear now that Zhou Yan was a very formidable scourge indeed!
It was then the nine elders, finally gathering their breaths, involuntarily touched their necks, each exhibiting a complex mixture of terror and uncertainty on their faces.
Evidently, only now did they realize that during their reproach of Zhou Yan, many times they might have strode along the gates of hell without knowing it.
This scenario filled them with apprehension and left them sighing.
However, at this moment, Zhou Yan ignored the thoughts of the sect disciples, elders, or even the Sect Master, instead contemplating whether to kill all the kneeling cultivators.
After all, these people were extremely disrespectful to the Heavenly Mechanism Sect.
And by killing them, the Yellow Bell could devour considerable energy, while he could collect a great amount of Spirit.
With Spirit, the progress in future cultivation realms would be rapid, and once familiar with this world, his ability would soon match the Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters.
The advantages therein are numerous indeed.
Yet, as Zhou Yan hesitated, those cultivators dared not stand without his command, fearing to perturb this formidable presence.
Because, the prior brutal mass slaughter and cruel, ruthless methods had genuinely struck terror into these cultivators.
Thus, none dared to take the risk.
Zhou Yan hesitated, killing intent flickering in his eyes, as the Heavenly Mechanism Order quietly floated by his side, seemingly ready to strike at any moment.
At this time, the prostrate cultivators broke into a cold sweat, feeling as though they were suffocated by mountains upon mountains.
Ultimately, Zhou Yan restrained his killing intent and said indifferently: "Good, none of you harboring resentment nor thoughts of revenge, which gives me no reason to trouble or kill you."
Zhou Yan continued: "So, you may now stand up. The Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son’s selection ceremony is also about to begin. If you are guests, I, Zhou Yan, warmly welcome you, but if enemies, you shall not have an intact corpse."
"Naturally, without any more misunderstandings, anyone remaining here is a friend of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect."
"With friends, all things are easier to discuss."
Speaking thus, Zhou Yan retracted his aura, once more becoming the seemingly ordinary, cultivation-less, bookish young boy.
Yet, no one treated him as just a boy any longer.