Chronicles Of The Shura Clan

What the hell is going on?

At this moment, all the spectators had their mouth wide open from shock as they were witnessing this unbelievable scene in the sky.

It's only been a minute or two since the battle had started and at least a hundred of Martial Saint experts have already lost their lives as their mangled bodies rained down from the sky like raindrops.

Blood painted the sky as miserable screams resounded throughout the area. In this short period of time, countless corpses fell down from the sky, painted the scenery red.

In front of these devil looking creatures', these top powerhouses that stood at the pinnacle of the Great Luo World were no different than mortals facing a group of ferocious primordial beasts. They couldn't even withstand one blow before they turned into a bloody mist by the enemy.

This scene was simply too shocking to be described with words. This moment was like a frozen painting, a scene that would be engraved in the minds of the spectators for the rest of their lives.

"Hahaha, a bunch of bugs dares to think that they are at the top of the food chain. That's truly laughable. This Lord will crush you all for your insolence." Ling Wei laughed hysterically as he rampaged across the remaining hundreds of Martial Saint like a wild hungry beast.

Bam–"

Bloody rain began to pour again as another Martial Saint was struck. Despite being a High-level Martial Saint, he still became a meat paste on the spot upon being struck. It was like a watermelon being hit by a giant hammer.

The little fragments of his bones were flying between the rain of blood droplets.

Despite being frightened, the other Martial Saints still gathered their courage as they rushed towards Ling Wei with their weapons.

Meanwhile, Ling Lei, Fang Lan, and the others weren't playing either. Even though they weren't as loud and wild as Ling Wei, they have each killed at least a dozen of Martial Saint by themselves.

"kill!"

Even when they were being cut like vegetables, more Martial Saints still bravely rushed forward with loud battle cries. They were without any fear of death or maybe they didn't have a choice.

The moment they offended Ling Chen, they knew that if they didn't kill him, they would be the ones being hunted instead. Not only that but failing to kill him would also mean the end of the Eight Ancient Families as he would ruthlessly exterminate them like the Long Family.

"Everyone attacks them together and cut those damn devils' spawns into pieces." Yelled out, someone.

At the same time, the sounds and hymns of their weapons could be heard as several hundred Martial Saints rushed to attack Ling Wei and the others. They surrounded them like a pack of vicious wolves as they brutally attacked them from all directions.

From their previous attacks, they understood that none of them could kill these evil creatures by attacking them alone. Even the heads of one of the Eighth Ancient Families were instantly killed when facing one of them alone, let alone them.

These devil looking creatures were simply too heaven-defying and their bodies were tougher than the hardest metal, so they didn't dare to waste any more time as they all jumped out to attack them together.

"Hahaha, do you ants believe that you can change the outcome by attacking us together. No matter how many of you come, I'll still crush you in the same old way." Roared out, Ling Wei.

Even when being besieged from multiple angles, Ling Wei and the others didn't show any trace of fear as they opened up a path of blood and killed their way deeper into the enemy's formation.

They were virtually unstoppable as they kept on pushing forward. None of the Martial Saints were able to slow them down, let alone stopped them.

Whether it was High-Rank Weapons or High-grade battle techniques, they were all meaningless before them as they instantly shattered them with their fists.

The eight of them rampaged amidst the hundreds of Martial Saints and killed them in the most brutal and vivid manner.

From the beginning until now, none of them used their weapons to fight against the horde of Martial Saint experts.

They annihilated countless enemies with their bare hands alone. What was even more unbelievable, these people weren't trivial characters? All of them were famous geniuses or elders from the ancient families, including the patriarchs and the ancestors.

How frightening was this lineup? And yet, they were being brutally killed barehanded without the power to fight back by a small group of people.

Furthermore, they even didn't look like they were giving it their all. It was if they were toying with them. Not to mention the enemies, even the spectators could tell they weren't using their real power and abilities.

This was also why the hiding Martial Saints didn't dare to make a move.

"Ahhhhhh-" Their pitiful shrieks echoed across the sky, loud enough to blow away the clouds.

"This is too devilish!" Many of the spectators shuddered at this sight with chills. Even the Demi-Gods watching the fight from afar took a deep breath.

Such a method of fighting was simply an art of brutality. direct, simple, and it intimidated the hearts of spectators.

Some of the frightened spectators even fainted from the gruesome scene of the countless mutilated corpses falling from the sky like rain.

Booms filled the air as the battle above continued. It even caused the air to warp and distort. It was as if the sky itself was on the verge of falling.

While Ling Lei and the others were having bloodfest in the sky, the Demonic Blood Servants were also having their own little party on the ground.

The people below were even worse off as they were mostly Martial Venerable and Martial Sovereigns, meanwhile, the Demonic Blood Servants were mostly low-level Demon Saints.

Their corpses were piled up as high as a mountain and their blood flowed like the rivers, creating a horrific picture. The stench of the blood pierced the nose, causing a nauseous feeling.

"This is insane. This is simply one side massacre. Since when Martial Saints and Martial Venerable were this weak and fragile?" A spectator exclaimed in horror.

"That's my boys. It seems like aside from getting stronger, those little brats have also learned how to show off." Murmured Ling Chen with a proud and pleased expression on his face as he was watching his children effortlessly slaughtering his enemies.

From the beginning until now, he didn't even move a finger. He just sat there silently on his high and mighty dark seat like a supreme existence overseeing his subjects.

As Ling Chen was enjoying the progress of his children like a proud parent, a voice, akin to thunder in the sky, rang across the whole Black Iron City. "Little animal, stop this needless slaughter right now."

This voice was filled with an unquestionable prestige and frightened people to their very soul, causing them to want to kneel!

Upon hearing that voice, Ling Chen's mouth curved upward into a devious smile as he looked into the sky before he coldly uttered." You finally decide to show your true self, Thunder Demi-God Ye."