Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 357 - Chen Clan in Trouble

The chilling aura of the Zhao Clan members swept toward Watermoon City from a distance, chilling the air even before their arrival. The temperature inside the city plummeted as if midwinter had arrived.

Everyone in Watermoon City sensed that terrifying cold killing intent almost instantly. Confused and terrified, they looked at the horizon.

“Who are these people?”

“Such frightening auras! Such horrifying murderous qi! It's like they're reapers from the depths of hell, come to claim souls."

“Did someone provoke such untouchable existences?”

“......”

The panic spread rapidly throughout the entire city.

Zhao Hong and the others’ auras were too powerful, and their cold, murderous qi could seemingly freeze heaven and earth, scaring the people out of their wits.

Amidst the chaos, a figure emerged from within Watermoon City, soaring with determination towards Zhao Hong's group.

Swish!

“Patriarch!”

This person was a middle-aged man at the third level of the Yuanfu realm, and he half-knelt before the group.

“You may rise.” Zhao Hong said calmly, “Tell me what you’ve heard.”

“Yes.”

This middle-aged man quickly relayed the information he had gathered to Zhao Hong and his companions.

Zhao Hong's expression remained steady, showing no signs of emotion. With a nod, he uttered, “Let’s go, wipe out the Chen Clan!”

This middle-aged man immediately led Zhao Hong and the others to the Chen Clan, looking like they were out for murder.

Rumors began to spread like wildfire among the inhabitants of Watermoon City.

“Something huge is about to go down!”

“Heavens, they’re here for the Chen Clan.”

“The Chen Clan is done for. Those must be experts from the imperial city's Zhao Clan."

“......”

The people of Watermoon City overheard the conversation between the middle-aged man and Zhao Hong. Realizing they were here to wipe out the Chen Clan, they were horrified.

They had pretty much guessed the identities of this group of people: the imperial city’s Zhao Clan.

After all, half a year ago, Chen Fan had killed a great figure from the imperial city in front of a crowd at the City Clash Convention. The crowd had known that the matter wouldn’t end just like that. As expected, the Zhao Clan’s experts came half a year later.

This time, the Chen Clan would truly be annihilated.

The onlookers quivered with fear as Zhao Hong and his companions soared through the skies above Watermoon City, emitting a terrifying aura.

Just mentioning “the imperial city’s Zhao Clan” made it clear that these were individuals not to be trifled with.

......

“Chen Clan, come out and accept your deaths!” A cold voice resounded like thunder, rolling through space and reaching the Chen Clan.

Chen Zhengqing, Chen Tianxiong, and the others heard the ultimatum filled with killing intent in the main hall, and everyone’s expressions sank.

"This is bad. We're under attack by experts!"

The entire Chen Clan shook violently, followed by agonizing screams that filled the air.

Rumble!

Zhao Hong flattened the entrance to the Chen Clan mansion with a single palm strike. The attack turned the guards stationed at the front courtyard into meat paste.

“Enemy attack! Enemy attack!”

The Chen Clan mobilized swiftly, rallying to defend their home.

Chen Zhengqing and the others walked out and looked at Zhao Hong’s group. Their pupils shrank violently, but they shouted coldly, “Who are you people?”

“Who are we?” Zhao Hong and the others smiled coldly and said, “We’re the people who will wipe out your Chen Clan!”

“Kill!”

“Wipe out their clan! Wipe out their clan!”

The Zhao Clan members at the back roared furiously, their murderous qi soaring to the skies.

The Chen Clan members' expressions turned pale, some trembling uncontrollably at the sheer terror of the situation.

Under the oppression of Zhao Hong and the others’ auras, even Chen Qingqing and the others who had broken through to the first level of the Yuanfu realm felt suffocated.

“I'm certain you recall the events of half a year ago. By daring to slay members of our Zhao Clan, you invited this doom upon yourselves. Know this: none of you from the Chen Clan will escape today! Every one of you has to die!” Zhao Hong’s voice rumbled like thunder, rattling the tiles on the roof of the Chen Clan's residence.

Immediately, the sounds of weapons falling to the ground rang out.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Some of the Chen Clan’s private troops immediately knelt and kowtowed, begging for mercy. “Sirs, we’re innocent. We're merely employed by the Chen Clan; we hold no allegiance to them. Please, sirs, spare our lives...”

A large swathe of private troops had abandoned their weapons and were kowtowing on the ground, begging for mercy. Chen Yunchong, Chen Hualong, and the others were furious.

“You scoundrels...”

To put it into their perspective, the Chen Clan had spent a lot of resources to nurture these private troops. Yet, at the first sign of trouble, they betrayed their loyalty and knelt, begging for their lives.

However, Chen Zhengqing and Chen Tianxiong remained unfazed.

These private troops were not native to Xuanyang City; they had been recruited after the Chen Clan settled in Watermoon City. Their loyalty to the clan was tenuous at best, given that they hadn't been a part of it for long.

These men weren’t like Wang Tieshan or the others from Xuanyang City, whom the clan had cultivated for over a decade, if not longer. Their loyalty to the clan was unquestionable. Even if the Chen Clan faced a disaster, they would never abandon the clan. [1]

“Very well, since you’re only the Chen Clan’s private troops, I’ll give you a chance. Now, kill the Chen Clan members. A life for a life,” Zhao Hong said with a cold smile.

Ruthless looks appeared in the eyes of the private troops. They unleashed their cultivation and launched ferocious attacks at the Chen Clan members without hesitation.

Under the relentless pressure of Zhao Hong and his companions, they had no faith in the Chen Clan's survival.

As for Chen Fan, they all knew he had gone to the imperial city. However, the Zhao Clan experts had already made their way here. Chen Fan's fate seemed obvious without needing further explanation.

“Damn it, you traitors! You deserve to die!”

Chen Yunchong, Chen Hualong, and the others were furious. Their cultivations erupted, and they immediately started killing these traitorous private troops.

“You guys attack as well. Don’t spare anyone from the Chen Clan. Leave not even their pets alive!” ordered Zhao Hong. The Zhao Clan members behind him quickly charged toward the Chen Clan.

“Kill!”

“Leave no one alive!”

“A small clan from a mere Grade-2 city dares to spill the blood of our Zhao Clan's kin. For your sins, you shall pay dearly! Today, every last one of you will meet your end!”

“Cover the entire Chen Clan in blood!”

“......”

The group from the Zhao Clan wasn’t weak. Just their Yuanfu realm experts alone numbered more than ten. Their battle cries shook heaven, and their auras connected as one, shocking heaven and earth and stirring the skies. With their unleashed cultivations, the world trembled in response.

Soon, cries of agony echoed throughout the area.

Woo, woo. Woo, woo, woo...

A suffocating pressure descended upon the Chen Clan, causing their structures to crumble under its weight.

1. Wang Tieshan used to be Chen Fan’s bodyguard when he was young. He died in one of the clan battles. ☜