Martial Cultivator C.413.1: The Sound of Pouring Rain Doesn’t Stop - Part 1

Looking at this young man in black, the Clearwater Mountain cultivators present could not help but take a few steps back. After dominating Clearwater Commandery for so many years, they had never encountered such a situation. For a moment, many people's minds were even blank.

However, it seemed that the young man had no patience to wait for their reaction. With a single step, he closed in on the Clearwater Mountain cultivator nearest to him. Without hesitation, he drew his saber for the first time. Before anyone could even discern the trajectory of the blade, they only saw a flash of saber light. By the time they snapped out of their daze, a head had already appeared in that young man's hand. He casually tossed it aside and gazed silently at the Clearwater Mountain cultivators ahead.

As they watched that human head still rolling on the ground, and the blood trails it left behind, some of the cultivators felt as if they were waking from a dream. But they dared not spout wild talk anymore. All of them had similar cultivation realms, if this young man could decapitate a fellow disciple with one slash, there would be no surprise for them.

"Senior Brother Ge... is on the second floor..."

A Clearwater Mountain cultivator, unable to bear that young man's aura, began to stammer, unwilling to provoke this killing god any further.

Hearing this, Chen Chao did not say much. He just carried his saber and headed towards the second floor. The broken saber in his hand was still dripping blood non-stop.

But as soon as Chen Chao stepped onto the stairs, there was a creak from the second floor. A room on the second floor was pushed open. A middle-aged man's voice immediately followed, "Who's making noise here?"

But then, he immediately saw the corpses lying all over the first floor, and the head that had just stopped rolling.

Chen Chao raised his eyes and looked at the man, asking, "Are you Ge Ming?"

Ge Ming glanced at the broken saber still dripping blood in Chen Chao's hand. Before he could speak, a cultivator on the first floor gathered his courage and shouted, "Senior Brother Ge, this person came to provoke us. You have to stand up for us!"

Chen Chao raised an eyebrow slightly. Well, now there was no need to confirm this man's identity.

"You abducted a mother and daughter along with an old servant. You killed the servant, but what about the mother and daughter?"

Chen Chao looked at Ge Ming, while his aura spread out at the same time, searching for the little girl's presence in this Clearwater Pavilion.

Ge Ming was taken aback. He never expected this young man to be standing up for the mother and daughter. However, he was not afraid at all. After all, outside of this Clearwater Commandery was Clearwater Mountain. He had nothing to fear. "Come for revenge? Let me tell you, I killed the old servant. His body was thrown into the river to feed the fish. As for the woman, she's probably already been eaten by those demons, bones and all. And as for that little girl, she's already inside my belly."

Chen Chao did not find that little girl's presence at all. Upon hearing this, he immediately erupted in anger. "You deserve death!"

Ge Ming sneered, "I think you're the one who deserves death! To dare cause trouble on Clearwater Mountain's territory, you're seeking death!"

Chen Chao remained silent, taking large strides towards the second floor.

Seeing Chen Chao approaching in a menacing manner, Ge Ming immediately prepared to bring forth his magic artifact to face the enemy. He dared to be so arrogant because he had confidence. Unlike his fellow disciples stationed at the Clearwater Pavilion, his cultivation realm had already reached the Bitter Sea Realm. How could the average person stand against him?

However, when he threw out the ancient cauldron that he had sacrificially refined for many years, wanting to use it to suppress this young man in front of him who was obviously just a martial artist, he looked up and saw a flash of saber light pass before his eyes. Immediately after, a dazzling saber light instantly collided with the ancient cauldron. Before he could use any magic spells, countless cracks appeared in the cauldron in the instant of collision, and then countless cracks appeared. Then, it directly shattered, the fragments of the broken cauldron flying everywhere as qi surged

In an instant, the young martial artist had arrived in front of him, and threw out a heavy punch.

Ge Ming narrowly avoided this punch, but before he could react, the next punch landed firmly on his chest.

The force of a single punch caused a large bulge to appear on Ge Ming's back.

Ge Ming felt an unbearable pain. From head to toe, it felt as if his body had been smashed to pieces by a single punch.

Chen Chao's expression was blank as he used the broken saber in his hand to slap Ge Ming's face. With a heavy blow, several of Ge Ming's teeth were knocked out, and his face swelled up visibly.

Ge Ming's mouth was full of blood, and his eyes glared at Chen Chao with resentment. Before he had a chance to speak, Chen Chao smashed his saber on the other side of his face.

After two strikes, Ge Ming was almost unrecognizable.

Although both were in the Bitter Sea Realm, Ge Ming's cultivation was a heretic and unorthodox path. In addition, he was facing Chen Chao, an exceptionally fierce martial artist not bound by common sense. He virtually did not have the strength to make any resistance or fight back.

Chen Chao grabbed Ge Ming's hair with one hand, then sheathed his saber and delivered another punch to the mouth of this Clearwater Mountain cultivator.

With this punch, Ge Ming's teeth shattered, and the sharp fragments pierced into the flesh and blood inside his mouth, causing him even more pain. But at this moment, he could not even open his mouth to beg for mercy, let alone speak.

The Clearwater Mountain cultivators who witnessed this scene widened their eyes at this moment. Then, they felt lingering fear. Ge Ming was already considered an extremely outstanding cultivator of their generation on the mountain. How could he be so helpless in the hands of that young martial artist, awaiting slaughter like a dog?

After a few punches, Ge Ming was already on his deathbed. But Chen Chao seemed to have gone mad, smashing punch after punch on his body without regard.

This scene was horrifying to behold.

The Clearwater Mountain cultivators on the first floor had no intention of helping. After exchanging glances, they all rushed out of the Clearwater Pavilion, intending to leave the city and report this.

Chen Chao knew about this, but paid no heed. Right now, there was only Ge Ming in his eyes.

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