The whole place fell silent.
The pupils of the Divine Medicine Valley crowd shrank, their faces full of disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
"There's actually such a thing in this world?"
The same thought surfaced in everyone's mind.
That was a peak Martial Saint!
Yet he was crippled by Yang Cheng with just one sword strike?
To them, this was simply too outrageous.
When they first heard that Yang Cheng killed Chu Xuzhi, they already thought it was exaggerated.
But facing Yang Cheng personally now, they realized his combat strength was even more terrifying than the rumors.
How could this guy still be considered human?
Was the so-called Heaven's Mandate Child really this monstrous?
At this point, more and more people began to believe Yang Cheng was the Heaven's Mandate Child of the Wasteland Realm.
Otherwise, nothing could explain why Yang Cheng was so freakishly strong.
Of course, they had no idea that when Yang Cheng killed Chu Xuzhi, he had only been a Martial Emperor.
Now, Yang Cheng was already a Martial Saint, so naturally his combat power was even greater.
Ding!
[The host has acted recklessly, starting a fight in Divine Medicine Valley, even crippling Martial Hall's Vice Hall Master Hu Buwei.]
[Although Hu Buwei's talent is ordinary, having cultivated for more than 700 years and only reaching Martial Sovereign, his seniority is high. The host's actions have thoroughly offended Divine Medicine Valley.]
[Divine Medicine Valley is filled with experts. The host is in grave danger.]
[Mission released: Please escape this killing siege.]
[Mission reward: One-Star Pill Domain.]
"All together!"
Another Vice Hall Master shouted furiously, joining with three high-level Martial Saints of Martial Hall to strike at once.
The four spread into formation, creating the "Four Symbols Burning Heaven Array." Towering waves of fire transformed into Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise, surrounding Yang Cheng on all sides.
"Interesting."
Yang Cheng's expression turned slightly serious.
Shura Sword Qi!
Clang!
A far more terrifying aura of slaughter burst into the skies.
Yang Cheng's figure flashed, ghostlike, weaving within the Four Symbols formation.
The sword in his hand also shifted into the Shura Dao Sword.
Shua! Shua! Shua!
Three streaks of sword light cut out almost simultaneously!
"Roar…"
Amid howls of despair, three of the Four Symbols were destroyed in an instant.
The Azure Dragon was beheaded, the White Tiger gutted, and the Vermillion Bird's wings were broken.
Only the Black Tortoise endured, its defense the strongest, plus its wielder was that Vice Hall Master, so it barely held on against one strike. Even then, cracks spread across its shell.
"Not good!"
That Vice Hall Master's face went pale with terror, and he hastily retreated.
But it was already too late.
Shrinking the Earth to an Inch!
At some point, Yang Cheng's figure appeared behind him, the Shura Dao Sword thrusting forward with chilling intent.
Pu!
The tip of the sword pierced through the Vice Hall Master's chest, blood spraying.
"You…"
He looked down at the sword jutting out of his chest, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness.
Yang Cheng twisted his wrist, sword qi erupting violently.
Bang!
Half of the Vice Hall Master's body exploded into a mist of blood.
The other half staggered away but was already on the brink of death.
The remaining three Martial Saints were terrified to the core and turned to flee.
Yang Cheng only let out a cold snort: "Northern Sea Sword Codex, Third Form—Kun Swims the Sea."
Boom!
A monstrous Kun manifested, crashing down on them.
The three Martial Saints were struck heavily, one of them dying instantly on the spot.
"How can he be this terrifying?"
The rest of Divine Medicine Valley's members trembled uncontrollably.
This battle was pure destruction.
And it was just Yang Cheng alone, crushing all of them.
The alchemists were unwilling to accept this, so they unleashed their strongest attacks, waves of flame surging toward Yang Cheng again.
Yang Cheng's eyes remained cold as he slashed the Northern Sea Sword Codex's Fourth Form—Transforms to Roc.
Even more terrifying sword qi roared forth.
The battlefield was carved into a vacuum zone.
All flames directed at Yang Cheng were shattered to pieces.
One by one, the alchemists suffered backlash, their minds wounded, blood spilling from all seven orifices.
"No!"
"This is a monster!"
The alchemists finally broke, fear covering their faces.
Yang Cheng showed no mercy.
Since they dared to surround and kill him, they had to be ready to pay the price.
The Shura Dao Sword had been drawn, and it demanded blood.
In an instant, his body became a streak of sword light.
The sword light weaved through the crowd.
Where it passed, no one could block it.
The air filled with endless screams.
A large number of Divine Medicine Valley's martial cultivators and alchemists who had surrounded Yang Cheng were slaughtered by him as easily as chopping vegetables.
"Yang Cheng!"
Deputy Valley Master Tan's eyes nearly split apart.
Each one of the dead was Divine Medicine Valley's elite, nurtured with countless resources.
He could no longer endure and roared, "Bring out the Black Tiger Furnace!"
The Black Tiger Furnace was the valley's greatest treasure after the Dragon-Tiger Golden Pill, a relic passed down from ancient times.
The words had barely fallen when—
Rumble!
The entire valley shook violently.
A colossal pill furnace slowly rose into the air.
A terrifying pressure spread out like a tsunami, sweeping in all directions.
"So terrifying!"
"This is Divine Medicine Valley's Black Tiger Furnace?"
Faces everywhere showed deep fear.
High above, the furnace's surface was engraved with a massive black tiger.
The tiger looked like it was made of black flames, exuding a dreadful aura.
The next instant—
Roar!
The black tiger truly stepped out from the furnace.
Its body wrapped in endless black flames, it pounced toward Yang Cheng.
If it had been any ordinary martial cultivator, they would already have been scared witless.
"Now let's see how Yang Cheng can possibly block this!"
The people of Divine Medicine Valley looked on with fervent anticipation.
"Northern Sea Sword Codex, Fifth Form—Spreads Wings in Fury!"
Yang Cheng dared not underestimate it and for the first time unleashed the Fifth Form.
Boundless sword qi erupted.
A giant sword-formed Roc spread its wings, colliding head-on with the black tiger in midair.
Boom!
The Roc and the tiger clashed.
A deafening explosion echoed through heaven and earth.
The violent shockwave spread across half of Divine Medicine Valley in an instant.
Rumble!
The ground cracked, buildings collapsed, countless people staggered and were thrown down by the force of the blast.
"What… what level of battle is this?"
Someone shouted in panic.
In the sky, the black tiger roared, its claws tearing the void, carrying world-destroying might.
But—
Yang Cheng's Roc of sword qi was even more terrifying.
Pu chi!
The black tiger couldn't withstand it. Its body was pierced through.
"Roar!"
The tiger howled in pain, black flames surging to heal its wound.
But how could Yang Cheng give it that chance?
"Northern Sea Sword Codex, Sixth Form—Clouds Hang Low!"
Clang!
The Roc of sword qi fell like clouds hanging from the sky, covering the black tiger completely.
"Not good!"
Deputy Valley Master Tan's heart trembled, frantically urging the furnace to recall the tiger.
But it was already too late.
The mighty sword qi engulfed the black tiger.
It let out one last wail before its body shattered inch by inch, dispersing into endless black fire.
Dang!
The Black Tiger Furnace fell heavily to the ground.
Pu!
Deputy Valley Master Tan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as paper, clearly suffering heavy backlash.
Everyone in Divine Medicine Valley was completely stunned.
Yang Cheng, holding the Shura Dao Sword, walked slowly toward Deputy Valley Master Tan.
In that instant, Tan's face also showed fear.
"Don't harm the Deputy Valley Master…"
A disciple loyal to Tan shouted.
Before he could finish, Yang Cheng pointed from afar and killed him instantly.
A few others had thought to step forward, but when they saw this, their bodies shook and they quickly stopped.
Deputy Valley Master Tan's expression was filled with despair.
"Crown Prince of Great Zhou, let's end things here today, shall we?"
Just then, a sigh rang out.
The sound wasn't loud, yet it echoed clearly in all directions.
A tall, white-haired middle-aged man walked out from the valley.
"Hall Master!"
The Martial Hall disciples looked upon him as though seeing a god.
"Hall Master Mo!"
Deputy Valley Master Tan and the other alchemists looked as though they had seen their savior.
This middle-aged man was none other than the Martial Hall's Hall Master of Divine Medicine Valley, a second rank Martial Sovereign expert—Mo Qingxuan.