Chapter 118: Bloodbath at the North Frost Palace

The North Frost Palace was silent.

North Liang was no more.

Ye Wujin's overwhelming might crushed everything, executing North Liang with a single sword strike, shocking everyone.

All felt like they were in a dream, finding it hard to believe.

But the collapsed main peak and the vanished North Liang were undeniable proof that all of this was real.

Ye Wujin replaced North Liang as the strongest on the Imperial Ranking. With his dominating presence, even if North Border were to appear, it would be difficult for him to win.

The era of the North Frost Palace was likely coming to an end.

"Everyone, flee immediately and inform the Master of everything that happened here."

In the silent space, Snow Cloud Sail's voice suddenly echoed. He transformed into a streak of light, fleeing towards the horizon.

Swoosh!

The entire North Frost Palace scattered like retreating tides as all disciples fled frantically.

With North Liang's demise, who could oppose Ye Wujin?

Could North Border accomplish it? No one knew for sure, but it was certain that they were no match for Ye Wujin. If they didn't flee now, would they simply wait to be slaughtered?

"I have given you all a chance. Those who leave before my arrival will be forgiven. But if you choose to stand against me, you shall bear the consequences."

Ye Chen strolled out, his fingertip landing, and the Black Tortoise Sword Shadow shrouded the area, covering the sky.

As it crashed down, numerous martial artists perished.

The sounds of screams echoed, shaking everyone's minds.

"Sterling Guard, stand your ground!"

Snow Cloud Sail screamed in terror. The remaining Sterling Guards abruptly stopped fleeing and faced Ye Chen, attempting to halt his onslaught.

But upon seeing the terrifying sword aura descending from the sky, all their fighting spirit was crushed in an instant, and they continued fleeing without hesitation.

Ye Chen's slaughter of North Liang had already shaken their hearts. Feeling the terrifying aura once again, none could muster any fighting spirit, not even in obedience to the orders of the Grand Elder.

Between life and death, the choice was simple.

However, even those who disobeyed the order and wanted to flee could not escape Ye Chen's wrath.

The Black Tortoise Sword Shadow descended like a sky, swallowing up even the remaining Sterling Guards without a single scream being heard.

"Ye Wujin, this is terrifying. He's massacring them."

"Even if North Border returns, the era of the North Frost Palace is over."

Watching Ye Chen unleash his massacre, spectators ten miles away were filled with fear.

The North Frost Palace was destined to fall, even if North Border returned. With Ye Wujin's strength, even if he was the only one left, there would be no North Frost Palace anymore.

Who could have believed that the North Frost Palace, which had dominated the Jinyou Territory for thousands of years, would be destroyed by a teenager of less than seventeen?

If someone dared to say such a thing, they would surely be scoffed at.

But what was happening before their eyes, though dreamlike, was real, leaving everyone shocked.

"Boom!"

The continuous thunderous sounds echoed, as more and more disciples of the North Frost Palace were slaughtered by Ye Chen's overwhelming power.

Ye Chen showed no mercy.

As he had said three months earlier when issuing his challenge, those who left before his arrival would be forgiven, but those who chose to stay and oppose him would face the consequences.

Those who dared to stand against him, whether strong enemies or insignificant ants, would all be swept aside by his sword.

"Snow Guards, form a formation and break through with me."

Snow Cloud Sail had no time to care about the other disciples. He commanded the eighteen Snow Guards to form a formation, intending to break through.

The eighteen Snow Guards were the strongest force of the North Frost Palace. Even if two Masters wanted to break their formation, it would take some effort.

Ye Wujin was powerful, but how much spiritual energy did he have left after battling North Liang for so long?

They didn't seek victory, only escape. They should be able to achieve it.

"Condense the sword!"

Snow Cloud Sail shouted, and the eighteen Snow Guards exerted their power to the extreme. The eighteen streams of Qi converged into a hundred-zhang giant sword, its might no less than the Snow Sword Formation of North Liang.

"Is this what they call a formation? Simply trash."

Ye Chen slowed down his slaughter, wanting to see the power of the Snow Guards' formation. His disdainful gaze was filled with mockery and disappointment.

Formation techniques existed in the world of martial arts, practiced by some powerful sects and factions. Even ordinary martial artists could unleash extremely terrifying combat power under the guidance of skilled formation masters.

But the formation of the eighteen Snow Guards was simply trash, not even worth a second glance from Ye Chen. He lazily extended his hand and unleashed a sword aura.

"Charge!"

With Ye Chen's disdainful words, Snow Cloud Sail felt a chill in his heart. But he had no time to think about it. He immediately sent out the condensed sword aura, and the eighteen Snow Guards surged forward, attempting to break through.

"Boom!"

The seemingly formidable formation's sword aura shattered in an instant upon contact with the Black Tortoise Sword Shadow, like tofu hitting an iron wall. The Black Tortoise Sword Shadow descended like a primordial beast, instantly swallowing up nearly half of the Snow Guards.

Countless blood splattered in all directions, staining the ground.

"Pfft!"

Even Snow Cloud Sail and the few others who survived spat out blood, falling from the sky, their aura dispersing gradually, as if their dantians had been shattered, leaving them with no fighting capability.

"Ye Wujin, enough is enough. The North Frost Palace is already on the verge of extinction. Can't you quench your anger?" Snow Cloud Sail spoke in fear, perhaps only now understanding the grudge between Ye Wujin and the North Frost Palace.

As for the incident of North Guanghan peeping at Ye Shuixian's divine body, perhaps not even he, let alone North Liang, was aware of it.

Otherwise, how could it

 North Guanghan's peeping?

"To those who offend me, death is certain." Ye Chen showed no mercy, and the sword shadow reappeared, covering Snow Cloud Sail and the few surviving disciples.

"Ye Wujin, my Master is striving for the Saint Martial realm. If he returns and learns that you've slaughtered the North Frost Palace, he will surely dismember your corpse. If you stop now, I, Snow Cloud Sail, swear with my life to end this matter." Snow Cloud Sail pleaded desperately.

He wanted to intimidate Ye Wujin with the might of North Border's Master.

However, Ye Chen ignored him. The sword shadow continued to descend.

"Ye Wujin, are you willing to make enemies with North Border's Master at all costs?" Snow Cloud Sail shouted in panic.

"Enemies?" Ye Chen shook his head and smiled coldly, his voice solemn, "I have countless enemies in this world, and their bones have piled up like mountains. The North Frost Palace is not worthy of being my enemy. As for North Border's Master, no matter where he is, I will kill him."

Ye Chen said no more. His finger pointed down, and the sword aura instantly engulfed Snow Cloud Sail and the others, shattering them with a crisp sound.

"No, spare us, my lord, I don't want to die..."

"Have mercy..."

The few remaining disciples of the North Frost Palace all begged for mercy in terror.

But Ye Chen showed no mercy. The sword aura swept through, crushing everything in its path. The entire North Frost Palace was ruthlessly slaughtered, with no survivors.

At this moment, two streaks of light descended from the sky, revealing Silver Zheng'an and Silver Zhan Tian.

Ye Chen's speed was too fast for them to keep up. Now that they had arrived and witnessed the North Frost Palace bathed in blood, they were stunned.

"This..."

Not only them, but also the spectators ten miles away, were shocked and stupef