Chapter 89: Violence!

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: Violence!

After Chen Sha gently tapped the Gemstone in his hand, the Cosmic Light Stone—originally used to project Ancient Transformation Dragon—suddenly emitted a flash of white light. Injected with True Qi, it manifested a True Qi projection at the Innate Level in the plaza!

Simultaneously, a third Chen Sha appeared out of thin air beside Song Yu! One was his True Self, and the other two were True Qi projections.

In an instant, Shangguan Qing and the many experts of the First-Grade Hall stared in sheer disbelief, looking at the two extra figures of Chen Sha as if they had seen a ghost. Shangguan Qing’s pupils contracted sharply. She stared at Chen Sha incredulously and asked, "What kind of Martial Arts is this?"

One person had instantly turned into three!

Three Great Innates!

"Have you never heard of One Qi Transforms into the Three Pristine Ones?" Chen Sha, alongside his second True Qi projection, walked toward Shangguan Qing and said, "Moreover, you have been mistaken all along. What I am most skilled at has never been Sword Technique, but... Fist Technique!"

As his words fell, Shangguan Qing, with a stunned expression, watched the two identical figures in front of her bear down to suppress her.

BOOM!

Chen Sha and his True Qi Incarnation took a large step forward simultaneously. The White Jade Plaza seemingly flipped over, kicking up a dust cloud ten feet high as the two formed the Dao Yi Seal at the same time!

Between their palms and fingers, the Essence of Martial Arts cultivated over the years flowed entirely through their blood and True Qi. They arrived in front of Shangguan Qing at the exact same moment, their two pairs of fists crashing down on her like two towering mountains.

CLANG!

Sword Qi erupted from the Iron Sword in Shangguan Qing’s hand, tearing through all the air before her. With her Great Innate Sword Dao Qi Mechanism resonating with heaven and earth, she launched a probing strike toward the two Chen Shas in front of her!

BOOM!

Upon mere contact, Shangguan Qing’s body was ruthlessly struck as if by two descending meteorites. The terrifying force of the fists ignited a golden aura, smashing heavily against her Iron Sword!

CRACK!

Since her debut, this female Sword God prided herself on using only ordinary Iron Swords and had never once suffered a broken blade in combat. Yet now, under Chen Sha’s terrifyingly tyrannical Fist Technique...

With just one punch, her sword snapped!

Her body staggered before she was blasted away like a meteor for over a hundred feet, crashing violently into a palace on Dao Yi Mountain and causing the structure to collapse outright.

Nearly more than half of Shangguan Qing’s body was pinned beneath the beams, pillars, and rubble. Her chest was faintly caved in as she stared in sheer disbelief at the two young Daoists approaching with raised fists.

"They aren’t extremely fast afterimages, but real bodies possessing boundless Qi Power. They really are two separate people..." Shangguan Qing murmured. She had never encountered such unimaginable Martial Arts in her entire life. She wondered, "How can such Martial Arts exist in this world? One Qi Transforms into the Three Pristine Ones? Clones? Is this really something Martial Arts can achieve?"

Meanwhile, as Shangguan Qing was struck by the punch, coughing up mouthfuls of blood and suffering severe injuries, the third True Qi projection of Chen Sha—the one that had stepped out of the Cosmic Light Stone in Song Yu’s hand—already stood at the forefront of all the Dao Yi Elders in front of the grand hall. He gazed at the three Grandmasters of the First-Grade Hall charging toward him from the front.

Liuu Shengmen!

Demon Daoist Guo Chaoyang!

Iron Tree Divine Monk!

The three of them also stared as if they had seen a ghost, looking at this third manifestation of Chen Sha that seemed to grow out of thin air.

"Is the Dao Yi Sect truly just a Martial Arts Sect?" they wondered. "And not an ancient Cultivation Sect passed down to this day?"

"Impossible! There can’t possibly be such divine and ghostly matters in this world. It must be an Illusion Skill!" Demon Daoist Guo Chaoyang roared internally. "When it comes to parlor tricks and Demon Skills, no one understands them better than I do!"

The reason he was called a Demon Daoist was precisely that, in addition to his formidable Grandmaster Level Martial Arts, he had also integrated folk magic tricks into his Martial Arts.

Charging at the very front, Guo Chaoyang struck while carefully assessing the light and scent around Chen Sha. He believed he had most likely fallen victim to some poisonous Illusion Skill that had affected his perception!

He was most accustomed to using such petty tricks to toy with his opponents and torment their minds.

Therefore, drawing upon his own experience, Guo Chaoyang knew exactly what he needed to do: ignore the illusions and charge straight ahead, relying purely on his instincts to kill!

The Iron Whisk in his hand swept toward Chen Sha. If his guess was correct, this figure was essentially just a mass of air. His Duster would simply pass through and strike Song Yu behind him, smashing this ordinary Grandmaster of Dao Yi Mountain into a pulp with a single blow!

WHOOSH!

As Guo Chaoyang swept his Duster out, it directly blew apart the air within a ten-foot radius in front of him. Fierce gusts of Qi whistled through the air, arriving right before Chen Sha’s projection.

However, the outcome completely contradicted Guo Chaoyang’s speculations.

BOOM!

A hand firmly caught the threads of the Duster he had lashed through the air!

Upon contact, Guo Chaoyang felt the Duster in his hand being instantly yanked away by a terrifying, draconian force. Then, the very last sight to enter his vision in this life was...

Chen Sha casually grabbing the threads and giving them a sharp flick. The soft threads whipped out, acting as a tether while the handle turned into a miniature meteor...

SPLAT!

It rebounded and smashed directly into Guo Chaoyang’s face, instantly obliterating the Grandmaster’s head!

A Grandmaster Level expert.

Dead in an instant!

Chen Sha’s strike was so blindingly fast that the other two Grandmasters charging forward didn’t even have time to react before their faces were splattered with blood and brain matter.

Subsequently, Liuu Shengmen, the Sword Dao Grandmaster who had crossed the sea by boat, met Chen Sha’s gaze.

"Kill!"

The cold expression on his face remained unchanged as he drew his longsword almost simultaneously. With this draw, a blindingly bright blade light illuminated the night.

Godslaying One-Stroke Slash!

After this overseas Grandmaster, who had never needed more than a single strike, delivered his slash, it landed exactly ten feet in front of Chen Sha, unable to advance even an inch further!

"His Protective True Qi extends ten feet!" This unbelievable thought was the only thing Liuu Shengmen had time to process in his mind.

A large hand had already appeared before his face with lightning speed, gripping his visage in an inescapable vice. As the knuckles of Chen Sha’s projection tightened...

BANG!

The head of yet another Grandmaster was instantly crushed into paste!

After killing another person, Chen Sha’s projection casually flicked the snatched Iron Whisk in his hand, sweeping it toward the black-robed Old Monk beside him, whose face was already filled with sheer horror.

Iron Tree Divine Monk!

WHOOSH!

Seeing the Duster sweeping forward with terrifying Qi Power, the Old Monk let out a low roar and thrust both hands in front of him.

Iron Tree Blooming!

The Iron Tree Divine Skill he cultivated required him to first temper his flesh to be as hard as iron, and then give birth to flesh-and-blood vitality amidst the impossible. By doing so, one could hope to step into the highest Realm of the Martial Arts Dao—First-Grade Great Innate!

At this moment, knowing his death was imminent, he directly burned his life force, attempting to push his Power for a desperate, final struggle!

CLANG!!!

The Iron Whisk ruthlessly swept against the Iron Tree Divine Monk’s body, emitting a dull sound like metal striking metal, as if he had become a human-shaped bell that had been struck violently.

"Gah!"

Taking the blow head-on, the Iron Tree Divine Monk violently spat out a mouthful of blood. He felt as if his internal organs had all ruptured, yet he was filled with wild ecstasy...

Because he had successfully blocked this strike.

However, before he could celebrate for long, Chen Sha’s Incarnation, his eyes cold and devoid of emotion, violently lashed the Duster at the Iron Tree Divine Monk for a second time with lightning speed!

BANG!

Before the Iron Tree Divine Monk could even recover from the sheer relief of surviving the first blow, the second strike of the Duster whipped right across his face!

SPLAT!

Brains splattered in all directions as his head was directly blasted apart on the spot!

With this, the three Grandmasters of the First-Grade Hall had died one after another. The entire process lasted for merely two breaths of time...

The dozen or so ordinary First-Grade Hall Grandmasters, who had been following closely behind the three Grandmasters, now had minds turned to mush. Witnessing such a bloody and tragic scene, their vision began to darken...

Then, they looked at the young Daoist holding the Duster as he slowly turned his head, locking his gaze onto them!

Violence!

Gore!

Terror!

Despair!

Words like these instantly flashed across the minds of the dozen-plus Grandmasters. Their legs grew weak, and they involuntarily began to retreat one after another.

Meanwhile, the Dao Yi Mountain Elders, who had witnessed the instantaneous slaughter of the three Grandmasters, felt their scalps tingle at Chen Sha’s violent method of attack.

But the most unbelievable thing was...

"Why are there three Sect Leaders?"

The people of Dao Yi Mountain simply could not fathom how this was achieved!

Among those present, only Song Yu, Lin Qingqing, and Qii Zhengyi—who had once experienced being saved by the True Qi Incarnation—had a vague idea of what was going on!

"Magical Treasure!"

"Clones!"

"Immortal methods!"

Song Yu, Lin Qingqing, and Qii Zhengyi turned to look at Chen Sha’s True Self, who was continuing to suppress the female Sword God Shangguan Qing, as if looking at a Divine Spirit. "Our Sect Leader cannot be judged by common sense!"

On Shangguan Qing’s side, her body shuddered as she stood up from the ruins of the collapsed palace. Then, as if she had discovered some crucial information, she stared intently at the two Daoists marching toward her step by step. She thought, "The one on the right seems to have become illusory after striking once!"

Her mind raced. "That means the two other versions of himself he conjured can only exist for a short period of time, or perhaps, they can only attack a limited number of times!"

To confirm her theory, she quickly turned her head to look at the third Chen Sha, who had just slain three Grandmasters in a row.

Sure enough...

The projection that had consecutively killed three Grandmasters was already the most ethereal of them all.

But just as Shangguan Qing believed she had uncovered the truth...

"Smashing my palace!" The two Chen Shas stepped forward, their tone apathetic. "Will you pay for it with your life?!"

The two of them struck together, once again using the Dao Yi Seal!

Shangguan Qing let out a long cry and beckoned casually. An Iron Sword not too far away sped over. Channeling an unrivaled Sword Qi through it, she slashed directly at the already-illusory Incarnation projection!

"Not stupid, I see!"

However, the two Chen Shas had already brought down their fists, completely ignoring the sword slash aimed at the projection. "So what if you’ve discovered the secret of the projections? How many Dao Yi Seals can you withstand?"

BOOM!

Shangguan Qing’s sword slashed against the incoming punch of the projection. The projection instantly became ethereal and began to shatter!

But, at the exact same time!

Chen Sha’s true punch, carrying a thunderous sonic boom, slammed directly into Shangguan Qing’s chest!

BANG!

Her body became like a cannonball, blasted from the ground into midair, reaching a height of over a hundred feet!

Then, she plummeted down ruthlessly, crushing a stretch of eaves. Amidst the flying dust, she ended up draped over a pillar in the wreckage like a bent shrimp...