Chapter 115: Ruthless Slaughter (Bonus Chapter)

In a short while, the rain of swords that had filled the sky finally ceased. Few remained standing below, and those who did stared at Xiao Yu in the void with faces full of rage.

"Aah!"

At last, several warriors hovering in the air let out a roar toward the heavens, and one after another, they vanished from their positions, charging toward Xiao Yu.

The moment they moved, Xiao Yu acted as well. He raised the long sword in his hand, pointing it directly at Feng Qingge on the ground. Ignoring those rushing toward him, he flashed forward, intent on killing Feng Qingge.

Just then, Taishui and his companions appeared in the void. As they emerged, they threw themselves into the fray against the powerful warriors lingering in the air and those on the ground. Tojo and the few Shinto priests beside him stepped aside, watching the battle in silence.

"My lord, shall we not intervene?" Sakai Masamune asked, confused.

"It is not yet time. Let us observe the changes. I do not wish for the Imperial family to reap the rewards in the end," Tojo said thoughtfully.

"The Imperial family? Do they intend to interfere?" Priest Watanabe frowned.

"The Imperial family has always wanted to regain sovereignty from our hands. Now that Xiao Yu has caused such a massacre in the Sakura Kingdom, if the Imperial family wishes to win the hearts of the people, they will surely act. Watch, they should be here soon," Tojo said calmly.

Hearing Tojo’s words, the priests remained silent, quietly observing the chaotic melee.

On the ground, the moment Xiao Yu lunged for Feng Qingge, Feng Qingge reacted swiftly, vanishing from his spot and reappearing in the void. Xiao Yu, charging toward the ground, lost his target and landed. Just as he stood steady, a terrifying aura descended from above.

Xiao Yu slowly looked up to see Feng Qingge plummeting toward him at an astonishing speed. With hands pressed together in front of his chest, forming seals, Feng Qingge shouted, "Mountain-Splitting Seal!"

Seeing this, Xiao Yu was startled for a moment before darting upward. The instant he left the ground, a terrifying force struck the spot where he had just been standing.

An explosion echoed. When the thick smoke cleared, a massive crater was revealed. As the sound of the blast faded, the warriors of the Sakura Kingdom regained their senses and brandished their weapons, charging toward the Empress and the others who had not yet reached the God List.

Suddenly, the entire Mount Fuji erupted with the sound of clashing weapons, cries of agony, and shouts of battle.

Gouchen, wielding a crescent-shaped blade, moved gracefully among the Sakura Kingdom warriors. Every strike left a mist of blood in its wake. For a powerhouse like Gouchen, who had reached the threshold of the God List, dealing with these warriors was as simple as slicing vegetables.

The Empress was much more refined. Though her mastery of Taoist arts did not make her combat prowess overwhelmingly aggressive, each wave of her fan sent warriors flying. For a time, no one could come within an inch of her.

Boom!

A violent explosion rang out, followed by shrill screams. Looking toward the source, one could see White Tiger, holding an iron staff, standing smugly atop a pile of rubble.

"Haha, you Sakura Kingdom scumbags! Taste the power of your Grandpa White Tiger!" With that, White Tiger leaped into the air, raised his iron staff high, and slammed it into the ground. The immense power triggered another explosion, creating a deep pit where the staff landed, sending the warriors at the center of the blast flying.

Just then, three flashes of cold light appeared as three warriors leaped high, blades drawn, hacking fiercely at White Tiger.

The three blades targeted his neck, abdomen, and legs. White Tiger grinned, ignoring the incoming strikes and charging straight at them. Among the Twelve Heavenly Descendants, White Tiger was famous for this reckless, fearless style of fighting.

As he closed the distance, White Tiger swept his iron staff in a wide arc. Before the blades could even reach him, the warriors were knocked aside, crashing heavily into the ground.

White Tiger would not waste such an opportunity. He flashed before them and finished each of them off with a single blow. His body was already stained with blood, but it was all from the warriors of the Sakura Kingdom.

After dispatching his attackers, White Tiger wiped the blood from his face and slung his iron staff over his shoulder, turning slowly. Seeing his companions sweeping through the surrounding enemies like fallen leaves, he turned his gaze toward the remaining Sakura Kingdom warriors, baring his teeth in a cruel, bloodthirsty smile. "Your turn!"

As his voice fell, White Tiger vanished, charging into the trembling ranks of his enemies, and a new chorus of screams began.

The battle on the ground was a one-sided slaughter, but the combat in the void involving Azure Dragon and the others was not as smooth. Although they were all experts who had entered the God List—and none of their opponents were—they were overwhelmed by sheer numbers. Azure Dragon had just pierced a master with a backhand thrust of his spear when two others lunged at him.

Seeing their lethal strikes, Azure Dragon’s eyes narrowed. He parried with his spear, but felt two more cold auras behind him. Unflustered, he shook his arm holding the silver spear, unleashing a surge of power that knocked the two men in front away. He then performed an aerial flip, narrowly dodging the attacks from behind.

"Cowards who only know how to strike from the shadows! You deserve to die!"

Standing firm, Azure Dragon stared coldly at the four men. A powerful force gathered on his silver spear. He thrust both hands forward, shouting, "Tyrant Spear! Execute!"

With his roar, a massive wave of energy erupted from the spear, rushing toward the four men. Their faces changed drastically as they channeled all their power into their blades, raising them to block. But before they could strike, the force hit their chests with devastating impact.

Under the immense pressure, the four vomited blood and plummeted, crashing to the ground below, where they slumped over, their lives extinguished.