How deep is Luo Chen's killing intent?

Impossible to estimate!

Throughout his life, he has slain countless, never ceasing his blood battles, especially favoring large-scale aggressive techniques.

The living beings fallen at his hands are beyond counting.

During his usual cultivation, for fear that the remnant Blood Evil Aura from slaughtering would affect himself, he often employs Cleaning Technique and Slaying Dragon Technique to cleanse the Blood Evil Aura from his body.

Though the evil qi is removed, the killing intent becomes even purer and more condensed.

For so many years, this killing intent has been suppressed.

Until now!

When that overwhelming killing intent spread without concealment, all those in the equivalent realm felt an immediate horror, like awls on their backs.

Especially seeing the darkness that once shrouded Luo Chen now vanished, everyone knew exactly what this meant.

The Wu Guang Demon Emperor has fallen!

Another Fourth Order Demon Emperor has died at his hands!

Who else in the Ba Dao Domain can stop him next?

Once he joins any battle group, the already strained situation on the side of the Demon Clan, who among them can have any confidence left?

Almost as Luo Chen's killing intent spread, the situation in various battle groups underwent subtle changes.

The Demon Emperor's attacks became more intense, and the scope of movement widened further.

The aftermath of battles between Nascent Soul level cultivators brought immeasurable impact to this land.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The Earth Vein was breached, sending searing lava into the sky.

Amidst the blood and storm, a brilliant blaze was added to the battlefield.

Luo Chen stood atop a column of lava, with no intention of joining any battle group of the same order.

His shining Spirit Vision scanned all directions.

The Blood Sword in his hand resounded with a sharp clang.

"Are you excited too?"

"Excited by my utterly unrestrained killing intent?"

Luo Chen slowly raised his right hand, the Yuan Tu Sword reflected his youthful and sinister face.

"Since that's the case, then go forth!"

As if talking to himself, Luo Chen casually tossed, starting to form seals with both hands.

The Yuan Tu Sword emitted a low hum, suddenly slicing through the air.

It transformed into a ray of blood-red light, diving into the chaotic ranks of lower-order demon beasts on the ground.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Its speed was beyond the naked eye's capture.

Its sharpness unstoppable by mere physical bodies.

Where the sword light passed, there were no survivors.

A Third-Order Demon King, dozens of feet tall, opened a giant maw to forcibly swallow the sword light.

But in just an instant, the Yuan Tu Sword burst out from its body.

The massive Demon King froze in place, finally crashing down.

The blood within its body, as if drawn by something, chased after the sword light.

The sword light showed no sign of stopping, centered around Luo Chen, within a radius of a thousand miles, dominating without an equal adversary.

Luo Chen, treading upon fiery pillars, swiftly moved across the brutal battlefield of blood storms and dark smoke.

In his vision, there were only those gathering blood clouds.

Swish!

There was a dazzling sword light, transforming into a height of hundreds of feet, slashing down fiercely.

Originally encircling the Xuantie Daoist Temple, the Beast Tide dissipated by a quarter under this slash. The remaining demon beasts completely collapsed, their survival instincts driving them to flee beyond the Ba Dao Domain.

Luo Chen locked eyes with Tie Guan Daoist, exchanged nothing, and continued to switch battlefields.

The latter felt grateful for the gesture, then took the opportunity to summon back the two great temple guardians, tortoise and snake, simultaneously attacking the bare-chested Han Demon Emperor, the victory was already certain.

Luo Chen didn't much care whether the other side appreciated it.

It was simply because the number of demon beasts gathered here was sufficient.

He continuously manipulated the Yuan Tu Sword to chase the lower-order demon beasts, and the blood clouds following the sword light thickened increasingly.

Suddenly!

A sword thin as a cicada's wing sliced past his face.

It came so close, nearly piercing his skull.

From the void, a cicada's cry was heard, seemingly astonished at missing a fatal strike.

Luo Chen's expression remained unchanged as he reached to grasp that sword.

Golden light burst forth, as if capable of cutting through anything.

But Luo Chen didn't stop, taking advantage of the sword's absence of retreat, he seized it at the crucial moment.

With a fierce tug!

Splash...

A surge of blood erupted from the void.

Looking again at the sword thin as a cicada's wing in Luo Chen's hand, it was not a flying sword, but truly just a thin golden cicada wing!

"Six-winged Golden Cicada, An Ming Demon Emperor?"

In the void, An Ming appeared disheveled, no longer with six magnificent wings, but only five cicada wings remaining.

His eyes showed resentment.

"Bullying the weak, wantonly slaughtering lower-order demon beasts, doesn't the Alchemy Sect have any demeanor of a True Master?"

"Demeanor?"

Luo Chen sneered in contempt, "Ambushing me without a word, is this the demeanor of a noble Demon Emperor?"

Then abruptly shouted lowly: "How many lower-order disciples of my sect died at the hands of your Demon Kings and Demon Emperors, did you speak of demeanor then?"

An Ming was startled, not having time to reply, when a deeply dangerous intuition surged.

Slash!

A sword light swept from behind, severing with a swift motion.

An Ming narrowly dodged, but left another golden cicada wing in the void.

Just as An Ming appeared hastily again, a towering golden-armored giant descended from the sky towards him.

Elder Fu stood gasping on the head of the golden-armored giant, looking apologetically towards Luo Chen.

"Apologies, it was my failure that let this demon disturb you, Friend."

Luo Chen, holding the two cicada wings, smiled slightly, "No matter, I'll leave the rest to you."

After speaking, he stored the still steaming cicada wings into the storage ring, stepping into the blood cloud.

The Yuan Tu Sword clanged, beginning to fly towards the edge area of the Ba Dao Domain.

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