Chapter 492: Hundred Slaughter Reigns!
Li Yun no longer concealed his Slaughter Sword Intent. He released it completely, allowing the full power of his One Hundred Percent Source Mastery to descend upon the world.
At that instant, the entire top grade immortal cave shook violently. Mountains trembled in the distance, rivers churned as if they had been stirred by an unseen hand, and ancient forests swayed wildly as though some invisible catastrophe had swept through them. Even the spiritual energy filling the immortal cave became chaotic, almost as if it feared the terrible will that had just awakened.
This was not merely an aura. It was the manifestation of an absolute Slaughter Dao.
An invisible crimson pressure spread across every corner of the immortal cave like an unstoppable tidal wave. Every martial artist inside felt it the moment it passed over them. Countless cultivators froze where they stood, their faces turning deathly pale as their breathing became difficult. Some felt their legs weaken beneath them, while others instinctively retreated several steps as cold sweat soaked through their robes.
"This... what is this terrifying aura?"
"I cannot breathe."
"My Sword Intent is trembling."
"No, it is not only my Sword Intent. Even my soul is trembling."
The Slaughter Sword Intent invaded their surroundings without restraint. It seeped into their bodies, entered their hearts, and pressed down upon their minds until many martial artists suddenly felt as though they were no longer standing inside the immortal cave. Instead, they seemed to have fallen into an endless sea of blood.
Mountains of corpses surrounded them in that dreadful illusion. Broken weapons covered the ground, countless resentful souls wailed in despair, and rivers of crimson blood flowed beneath their feet. This was only the pressure released by Li Yun’s Slaughter Sword Intent, yet it was already enough to shake their martial hearts.
Several weaker cultivators completely lost their fighting spirit. Their knees gave way, and they collapsed onto the ground with expressions filled with terror. Even those who managed to remain standing discovered that their bodies had become stiff, as if an invisible hand had seized their hearts and refused to let go.
Far away from the battlefield, Princess Yuehan and her entire team abruptly came to a stop. Their expressions changed at the same time, and Princess Yuehan’s beautiful face lost much of its color as she turned toward the distant battlefield.
"What terrifying Slaughter Sword Intent," she whispered.
One of the geniuses behind her swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he spoke. "I have cultivated the Sword Dao for more than twenty years, but my Sword Intent is actually being suppressed by that aura alone."
Another disciple clenched his shaking hands, yet he could not stop them from trembling. "It feels like if I take one more step forward, my martial heart will completely collapse."
Even Princess Yuehan felt an uncontrollable chill spreading through her body. She possessed extraordinary talent and had seen countless geniuses before, but she had never experienced anything like this.
Li Yun’s Slaughter Sword Intent did not merely suppress cultivation. It attacked the very will of a martial artist, making them feel as though an ancient god of slaughter had descended upon the world.
Princess Yuehan stared into the distance with disbelief in her eyes. "Just who has comprehended such a terrifying Sword Intent?"
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Crown Prince Xing Tian’s expression had finally changed. The confidence that had filled his face only moments earlier had vanished completely, and in its place was disbelief.
His instincts were screaming at him.
There was danger ahead.
Extreme danger.
Standing before him, Li Yun remained as calm as ever. His eyes held no visible emotion, and they resembled the eyes of someone who had witnessed countless deaths and had long since become numb to them. He slowly raised his sword, and the terrifying Slaughter Sword Intent around him grew even stronger.
"Ten Thousand Slaughter Sword Art," Li Yun said softly.
Although his voice was quiet, every person present heard it clearly.
"Hundred Slaughter Reigns."
The boundless Slaughter Sword Intent gathered around Li Yun with astonishing speed. The slaughter aura condensed into pure Sword Qi, and one crimson sword appeared beside him. Then another appeared, followed by another, and within a single breath, hundreds of blood-red swords had formed around his body.
Each sword was only a few feet long, but every one of them radiated an astonishing amount of Slaughter Sword Qi. Every blade seemed capable of harvesting countless lives, and as the hundreds of crimson swords floated silently around Li Yun, the scene became both breathtaking and terrifying. The surrounding space distorted under the pressure they emitted.
Li Yun slowly pointed his sword toward Crown Prince Xing Tian’s army.
"Go."
The hundreds of slaughter swords shot forward at the same time, covering the sky like a crimson rain. Every sword moved with terrifying precision, and not a single one collided with another. Instead, each blade selected its own target and descended with ruthless killing intent.
The martial artists under Crown Prince Xing Tian roared in panic and immediately unleashed their strongest defensive techniques.
"Block them!"
"Everyone attack together!"
"Stop those swords!"
Brilliant martial skills erupted across the battlefield. Sword Qi, Blade Qi, spear shadows, and defensive barriers appeared one after another as every martial artist used everything they had without holding back. Unfortunately, their resistance was meaningless.
The first slaughter sword pierced straight through the chest of a Ninth Level Mortal Core Realm expert. His protective qi shattered as if it did not exist, and before he could even let out a scream, the terrifying Slaughter Sword Qi destroyed every trace of life within his body.
A second sword pierced another cultivator’s forehead.
A third sword severed someone’s neck.
After that, the crimson swords descended like divine punishment. Every sword claimed a life, and every strike was fatal. No one could block them, and no one could evade them. Within only a few breaths, screams echoed across the battlefield as one body after another collapsed to the ground.
Blood quickly dyed the earth crimson.
The slaughter swords continued harvesting lives with ruthless efficiency, and the martial artists who had once stood proudly under Crown Prince Xing Tian’s command fell one after another.
Their defensive techniques were pierced through, their weapons were shattered, and their bodies were cut down before they could even understand how great the gap between them and Li Yun truly was.
Soon, silence returned to the battlefield.
More than a hundred corpses lay scattered across the ground, and not a single one of those martial artists had survived. Only one figure remained standing among the dead.
Crown Prince Xing Tian.
He stood frozen in place, surrounded by the corpses of his own subordinates. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with horror. Never in his life had he witnessed such overwhelming slaughter.
Across the battlefield, Li Yun slowly lowered his sword. The hundreds of slaughter swords dissolved back into pure Slaughter Sword Qi before disappearing into the air, and the terrifying pressure gradually receded.
However, the fear engraved into everyone’s hearts would not fade so easily.
With one sword art and one command, Li Yun had wiped out more than a hundred elite martial artists without leaving behind a single survivor.