The Sword God of the Universe-Chapter 899: No Survivors

The members of the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp were extremely tense at this moment.

Before Jing Yan made a move, they were still shouting about killing Jing Yan, but now, they found it seemed very difficult to even protect themselves.

The Chain Formation of the Battle Camp had already been shattered by a slap from Jing Yan, and the Commander Lu Chen was struggling to use the Sect Suppressing Sacred Artifact, Ocean’s Woe, to resist. Hearing Lu Chen’s shout, they hurriedly mobilized their Primordial Energy, injecting it into the Sacred Artifact Ocean’s Woe to assist Commander Lu Chen in resisting Jing Yan’s attack.

There were quite a few Saint Realm Practitioners in the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp, not to mention the numerous Dao Emperor Realm Practitioners. As they simultaneously poured their Primordial Energy into Ocean’s Woe, such power was indeed extremely formidable.

Above the entire battle camp, the blue bubble’s power continuously strengthened. This Sect Suppressing Level Sacred Artifact had already been pushed to its limit.

"Good!" shouted Lu Chen.

As he was directly controlling Ocean’s Woe, he could genuinely feel just how formidable the power of this Sect Suppressing Sacred Artifact was at this moment.

He stared fiercely at Jing Yan.

"No matter who you are or what your identity is. If you dare attack my Netherworld Sect Battle Camp, the only outcome for you is death!" Lu Chen’s deep voice echoed throughout the entire battle camp.

Feeling the vast power of Ocean’s Woe, he was not satisfied with just defending against Jing Yan’s attack but was preparing to counterattack.

"Annihilate!" Lu Chen waved his hand.

From the huge blue bubble, a streak of blue light surged upward, suddenly attacking Jing Yan above.

Jing Yan squinted his eyes slightly.

"A Sect Suppressing Sacred Artifact, under such substantial Primordial Energy infusion, can indeed release such power."

"Not bad, quite interesting." Jing Yan smiled and nodded.

"Swish!"

In his hand, a red light flashed lightly. The Red Cloud Sword was already drawn.

"Break it for me!" Jing Yan raised the Red Cloud Sword in his hand and slashed out with one stroke.

The red sword light, like a galaxy torrent, struck down fiercely.

The terrifying fluctuation of Sword Intent Divine Ability seemed to annihilate everything.

"Poof!" The red sword light struck the blue radiance, and in an instant, the blue radiance was completely obliterated.

Jing Yan’s Red Cloud Sword had already reached the Divine Artifact level. A mere Sect Suppressing Sacred Artifact, how could it compare to the Red Cloud Sword? Moreover, with Jing Yan’s cultivation comparable to a One-star Void God, how could this group within the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp possibly withstand him?

In the blink of an eye, the barrier formed by Ocean’s Woe was pierced by the red sword light. Initially, a fissure appeared on the blue barrier, but it quickly expanded, spreading rapidly in all directions. In a short time, the entire massive blue bubble was shattered into fragments.

"How is this possible?" Seeing this scene, Lu Chen let out a hysterical scream.

At the same time, numerous Martial Artists within the battle camp fell down one after another. Although the red sword light didn’t directly touch them, they couldn’t withstand the terrifying pressure. The pressure alone wiped out most of the Martial Artists in the battle camp.

The Dao Emperor Realm Practitioners were the first to die. Next, were the Saint Realm First Stage Practitioners. About a breath’s time was all it took for all Saint Realm First Stage Practitioners to die. The Saint Realm Second Stage Practitioners managed to hold on, but were all seriously injured and lost their combat power. Even Lu Chen, a Saint Realm Third Stage expert, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and his face turned deathly pale.

"No!"

"Stop, stop immediately. Our Netherworld Sect is willing to withdraw from the Quicksand Divine Domain assembly point." At this moment, Lu Chen realized Jing Yan’s immense power, knowing that their Netherworld Sect Battle Camp was no match for him. Even the entire Netherworld Sect might be unable to stop Jing Yan.

He somewhat regretted not agreeing to withdraw from the assembly point initially.

"Commander Lu Chen, it’s too late for you to retreat now." Jing Yan swept his Red Cloud Sword once more.

A red whirlwind swiftly swept through the entire Netherworld Sect Battle Camp.

"Ah!" A few sparse screams echoed successively.

Moments later, the entire Netherworld Sect Battle Camp fell silent. Lu Chen, the most powerful Saint Realm Third Stage Practitioner, lost all signs of life, and even his body turned to ashes under the terrifying power.

Jing Yan released his Divine Soul, carefully scanning the entire Netherworld Sect Battle Camp, ensuring no survivors were hiding before descending. With a flip of his palm, a stream of Primordial Energy circulated, gathering all the weapons, Sumeru Rings, and other resources within the battle camp.

The Netherworld Sect Battle Camp became desolate at this moment. All the Martial Artists’ corpses had been reduced to nothingness, as if there had never been any Martial Artists stationed here.

...

On the Chu Family warship, Chu Xianlie was communicating with the Clan Leader Chu Hongnan through a Communication Crystal Stone.

"Xianlie, what did you say?"

"The Netherworld Sect conspired with the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to ambush you?" Chu Hongnan’s face turned pale upon receiving this news.

Chu Ziming, standing beside Chu Hongnan, also stood up in shock.

Chu Ziming was discussing Jing Yan with Chu Hongnan.

Chu Hongnan intended to recruit Jing Yan into the Chu Family. Chu Ziming, however, was still unwilling. Even after Jing Yan’s subordinates helped the Chu Family win the mining rights to a new resource, he still didn’t want Jing Yan to join the Chu Family.

During their discussion, Chu Xianlie sent a new message to Chu Hongnan.

"Two Supreme Elders of the Netherworld Sect’s Saint Realm Third Stage, the old Sect Master of the Jade Book Sect at the Saint Realm Third Stage, and two Supreme Elders of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect’s Saint Realm Third Stage. Five Saint Realm Third Stage experts, suddenly appeared on our way back to the battle camp, ambushing our warship." Chu Xianlie continued to use the Communication Stone.

"Damn it!"

"The Netherworld Sect goes too far, actually conspiring with the Flame God Domain’s Ten Thousand Sword Sect. Aren’t they afraid of incurring the displeasure of the many forces within the Quicksand Divine Domain?" Chu Hongnan was extremely anxious, his eyes red.

He knew that the people on the Chu Family warship might be annihilated. And he, too, couldn’t make any timely relief efforts.

"The Netherworld Sect has made extensive preparations, using a special formation to isolate a space, even separating the Power of Laws. They intend to kill us all, letting the Ten Thousand Sword Sect bear the full responsibility, having nothing to do with the Netherworld Sect." Chu Xianlie sent another furious message.

"What?"

"Even separating the Laws?"

"Xianlie, how are you able to communicate with me now?" Chu Hongnan was surprised.

With the Power of Laws cut off, it should be impossible to send messages through the Communication Crystal Stone. The Communication Crystal Stone transmits messages by leveraging the Power of Laws.

So upon hearing this message from Chu Xianlie, he was extremely puzzled, "Have you escaped from the five Saint Realm Third Stage practitioners?"

Chu Hongnan found it hard to believe.

Five Saint Realm Third Stage practitioners!

In the face of such an ambush, how did Chu Xianlie manage to escape? Within the Quicksand Divine Domain assembly point, Chu Xianlie was the strongest in the Chu Family, but he was only at the Saint Realm Second Stage.

The disparity in strength was too great.