Bi Feng Bi Luo

Chapter 637: True Form of the Demonic Sword Blood Luo

Chen Tian left the city, paying no heed to the situation behind him. He wouldn't concern himself with the lives of these people, nor the city's state. He wanted to observe the actions of other players, to see if there were any among humanity still worth saving. Just as he was about to depart, a group of people once again surrounded him. Chen Tian sighed, "Just as one group leaves, another arrives. Are you in such a hurry to die?"

"Kid, are you arrogant? You dare to disrespect the reputation of our Ba Tian Guild. Hand over everything you have and kowtow for mercy, and I'll spare your life."

The burly leader of the Ba Tian Guild stepped forward, his presence exuding an overwhelmingly domineering aura. Chen Tian saw that the newcomer was stronger than the fellow from the Yun Shui Guild. The evil energy had already corrupted him, bringing him close to becoming an Evil Spirit. Chen Tian's eyes glinted coldly and he said, "Tell me, how do you wish to die?"

Laughter erupted from those around him. A player, clueless of their standing, daring to dictate death to the Ba Tian Guild. It was laughable. What was the Ba Tian Guild? One of the world's three great guilds, possessing immeasurable resources and manpower. And this brat was asking their captain to choose his manner of death.

"Kid, I think you're the one who needs to choose your death."

Ba Kuang was enraged. Chen Tian's words were even more arrogant than the entire Ba Tian Guild. His single sentence had ignited a conflict. Ba Kuang had not intended to escalate matters, but now it seemed unavoidable. Ba Kuang took a step forward, the ground cracking beneath him. Rubble and debris flew as he swung his fists. Huge stones were pulverized by his blows, launching them towards Chen Tian. Chen Tian's eyes widened, and the stones froze mid-air. Chen Tian said indifferently, "Is this all you've got? Show me your full strength, or don't blame me for being too cruel when I kill you."

"Kid, you're asking for death!"

Ba Kuang's repeated provocations had pushed Chen Tian to his limit. He was enraged. He couldn't play along any longer. This opponent was more boastful than him. He vowed to crush this youth into a pulp with a single punch. His fist, imbued with terrifying power, swung forward, condensing into a vortex. The surrounding air slowly gathered onto his fists. How potent was this seemingly fearsome punch?

As Chen Tian faced the onslaught of the dual fists, he opened his palms. A deafening roar echoed, and a shockwave swept outwards from the center of the two figures. Dust billowed, obscuring everyone's vision. When the dust settled, Chen Tian's palms were blocking Ba Kuang's fists. He even had time to glance back at the city, as if he didn't take Ba Kuang seriously at all.

"This...!"

Ba Kuang was inwardly horrified. The opponent had blocked his punch. He couldn't believe it. He had thought the other party was a pushover, only to find he was a durian; one bite would break his teeth.

Chen Tian seemed uninterested, calmly stating, "Is this all your strength amounts to? Then you may die."

Chen Tian lightly tapped Ba Kuang's fist with his index finger. With that single touch, Ba Kuang's body shattered into countless starlight fragments, scattering into the sky. In a part of the sky invisible to others, a contract paper burned, signifying Ba Kuang's existence in this world. Henceforth, Ba Kuang's identity vanished from heaven and earth.

Chen Tian swept his gaze over the members of the Ba Tian Guild. Seeing Chen Tian look their way, they all fled in terror. "Why the hell are we here? We're all going to die!" Had they not witnessed their most powerful captain being killed with a single finger?

Staying here meant certain death. How could Chen Tian let anyone escape?

With a wave of his arm, a torrent of powerful wind swept through, and all their figures dissolved into starlight. For those who dared to attack Chen Tian, the verdict was: seeking death!

Chen Tian's strength was at the peak of this world, unmatched by anyone. To kill someone was but a thought. Chen Tian looked at the crimson sky behind him, thick with murderous intent, its red hue engulfing the entire city. Chen Tian turned his steps towards the city.

"It seems I have to resolve this matter myself!"

In the highest-level game room, a group of people gathered around screens, watching the massacre unfold in the city. An old man could no longer sit still and slammed the table, "Let me handle this. If the killing continues, we'll have no explanation."

"Don't rush, don't rush. That person will make a move. Are you confident you can handle it?"

"Indeed! Our task is to monitor the outer defense line. It's difficult to manage the internal affairs when the defenses are already stretched thin."

"Alas! Damn Evil Spirits. The outer seal was suddenly broken, increasing our difficulty. We'll be unable to manage the game for a long time, otherwise, we wouldn't be so eager to merge the world layers."

"It's all fate."

Silence fell upon them. This phrase was the most familiar to them. If Chen Tian were here, he would surely recognize everyone present. The gods of his previous life had awakened long before Chen Tian. As for why, no one knew.

According to the contract, the gods were to awaken only after Chen Tian had fully recovered. They would retain their strength and lifespan from life. Thousands of years had passed, and no one could live that long. Gods had lifespans, and the impact of the great war had weakened their bodies day by day. This was the stipulation of Chen Tian's contract.

In truth, the only gods who survived that great war were Ling and Hua, as well as those present. Chen Tian was unaware of this situation.

Meanwhile, in the city shrouded in red, a robotic figure continuously drew the sword from its hand, slaughtering all life. Houses collapsed, the ground cracked, and city walls exploded. Yun Feng Bi Luo had become a killing machine for the demonic sword Xue Luo. The soul residing within the demonic sword Xue Luo had dispelled Yun Feng Bi Luo's will, and the body was now controlled by the demonic sword.

The demonic sword Xue Luo required blood and slaughter to recover its full strength. Its command to Yun Feng Bi Luo was to kill, to slaughter all living beings and life forms. Yun Feng Bi Luo had become a ruthless killing machine, only knowing how to kill. Chen Tian appeared before Yun Feng Bi Luo. At this moment, Yun Feng Bi Luo's appearance was completely different from what Chen Tian had seen before, as if he were transforming into someone else.

Chen Tian's eyes opened, and he instantly saw the strangeness. Yun Feng Bi Luo saw Chen Tian and thrust out his sword. As a puppet, he had no ability to think, nor emotions. Yun Feng Bi Luo could not detect any danger from Chen Tian. Chen Tian dodged, his arm swinging in a回旋 (huí xuán - rotation/spin), firmly gripping Yun Feng Bi Luo's arm. Yun Feng Bi Luo's expression remained unchanged. Chen Tian looked into his eyes, which were filled with red blood, his body enveloped in murderous intent. Chen Tian roared, "Still not coming out? Do you need me to invite you personally?"

With a powerful surge, the entire red sky dissipated, returning to brightness. The demonic sword Xue Luo floated out of Yun Feng Bi Luo's hand, emitting an evil aura from its blade. A voice resounded, "Kid, don't meddle. I just want a body."

"Ha! For a mere body, you slaughter an entire city? For a mere corpse, you sentence this person's soul to eternal oblivion, turning him into a puppet? You, this demonic sword, still desire a body? Even the Heavenly Dao will not allow you to manifest."

Chen Tian's anger flared. The demonic sword Xue Luo's actions were utterly unbearable to him.

"Hahaha, well said, kid. It seems you're also a local. The Heavenly Dao is currently dormant, it has no time to concern itself with us. What is there to fear? I will defy the heavens and use slaughter as my foundation, with myriad drops of blood as my core to condense a body. I advise you, kid, you cannot stop me. Leave quickly and don't get in the way, or I'll kill you too."

The demonic sword Xue Luo's body emanated light, the entire sword seeming to possess world-shattering power. The surrounding space faintly cracked. Chen Tian shook his head, "You're too young to try and scare me. Do you think I'm afraid of you? No, you're the one afraid of me. If you weren't afraid of me, why would you keep hiding in this body instead of coming out? If you weren't afraid of me, why would you speak like this? If you had the strength to resist and kill me, would you threaten me like this?"

"L-l-kid!"

Chen Tian's words made the demonic sword Xue Luo tremble. Fear. It was indeed afraid of Chen Tian, but it was unwilling. It wanted to be revived, to obtain a body.

Chen Tian continued, "Come out in your true form and speak with me. We can discuss it. If the outcome is satisfactory, I can allow you to obtain a body, and I guarantee I won't obliterate you." Kuai Shu Ge.

"Really?"

The demonic sword Xue Luo could hardly believe its ears. Why was the other party suddenly so accommodating?