Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start-Chapter 617 454: All of Kyushu Shocked (Three Thousand Words, Asking for Subscriptions!)_1

Gu Chen's battle with the Supreme Elder of Mount Tianzhu, watched by the entire world, had finally ended.

And with that battle, the whole of Qi Yun Mountain was destroyed, the mountain crumbled, turning into a field of rubble.

This place, as a result, became a wonder of Shen Zhou.

It was simply because this was the first time in many years that a martial artist at the pinnacle of the Coagulation Field had made a move.

And it was also the first time in hundreds of years that a warrior of the Coagulation Field had fallen in the Nine Provinces!

At the end of that battle, all people saw was an endless burst of light, accompanied by a scream, and in the sky above, all that remained was a terrifying figure that seemed both godlike and demonic.

That figure was clad in black, tall and slender with thick black hair cascading down to the waist, surrounded in a halo of light as if a deity had descended to earth, none other than Da Xia's Protectorate Marquis, Gu Chen!

Then, the Protectorate Marquis stood proudly in the sky, having killed the Supreme Elder of Mount Tianzhu, and coldly glanced at everyone before erupting into dazzling light, under which all martial artists belonging to the sacred lands perished.

After doing all this, the Protectorate Marquis had also disappeared without a trace.

Leaving nothing but corpses and crimson blood scattered across the ground.

This couldn't help but bring to people's minds once again the nickname for Gu Chen: the Slaughterer.

Because countless eyes were watching, the news of Qi Yun Mountain quickly spread, shocking the entire world!

The whole of the Nine Provinces was shaken by this incident, or one might even say, shuddered in fear!

Because this was the first time the sacred land's Order of Slaying had failed!

Although the Order of Slaying from the sacred lands had appeared only a few times in tens of thousands of years, each of those times had never ended in defeat.

The same was true even for Dugu Yun, the leader of Six Union God Sect more than three hundred years ago; otherwise, Six Union God Sect wouldn't have lain dormant for so many years before re-emerging.

By now, the world, the Nine Provinces, might have already been ruled by Dugu Yun.

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Whether it was the failure of the sacred land's Order of Slaying or Gu Chen fighting above his level and slaying one of the Coagulation Field, both were among the few unprecedented major events of the Nine Provinces in recent years.

Because warriors of the Coagulation Field hadn't appeared in the world for more than twenty years, and one dying in battle was something that hadn't happened in hundreds, even thousands of years.

Even twenty-some years ago, when the previous Emperor of Da Xia suppressed the world, it was the same, mainly due to the scarcity of martial artists in the Coagulation Field.

The Coagulation Field, known as the pinnacle of martial arts, second only to the divine realm of Divine Intent for mortals ascending to divinity.

If it had been a showdown between experts in the Coagulation Field, it might have been acceptable, but this time it was different. It was a young man in his twenties, Gu Chen, who had killed one in battle—over fighting his level, no less!

This left people not just surprised, but alarmed!

Because before this, no one in the entire world believed in Gu Chen. They thought he would die at the hands of the sacred lands, and possibly even drag Da Xia down with him. This was the belief of 99% of the people in the Nine Provinces, without exception.

But now, with facts before them, the Supreme Elder of Mount Tianzhu was dead. This battle not only saw Gu Chen triumph over the six sacred lands but also served as a loud slap in the face to the masses of the Nine Provinces.

And those few who believed in Gu Chen, who have always had faith in him, felt greatly vindicated, such as the Emperor of Da Xia, Ji Yuan, and the Deputy Commander of Jing Tian Department, Qin Wu.

King Huai, however, found it troublesome. Gu Chen's successive breaking of his perceptions—from disregard to contempt and now immense consideration—complicated the situation for this foremost prince of Da Xia.

"His growth is too swift. I must make a decision soon. But the Tower Supervisor obstructs me in Tiandu. What shall I do?" For a moment, even King Huai frowned.

He could never have imagined that Gu Chen, in a battle above his level, would actually slay a martial expert at the pinnacle of Coagulation Field.

Although Gu Chen was currently still in the Divine Intent Realm, weaker than King Huai, if Gu Chen were to refine his own "Field" and achieve the Coagulation Field, the outcome would be uncertain, leaving even King Huai without confidence.

Thus, King Huai, too, felt a surge of irritation, troubled by Gu Chen's presence.

"If I had known this, I should have got rid of him at all costs sooner!" King Huai said icily, though it was just in anger. Who could have foreseen Gu Chen's meteoric rise?

It was simply like something out of mythology!

You must know, by now, Gu Chen was only about twenty-three, nearly twenty-four years old.

And it was such a young man who had thwarted King Huai's plans and become an enemy he now found difficult to contend with.

Not just King Huai, but also the Barbarian Tribes and the Great Yuan shared the same sense of dread regarding this battle.

The chieftain of the Barbarian Tribes, Yelanbar, had a solemn face, no longer exuding his usual arrogance, and he dared not boast about killing Gu Chen at will anymore.

And the High Priest Saranguis furrowed his brow just like King Huai, finding Gu Chen's existence troublesome.

"It won't be long before I emerge from seclusion. At that time, together with Six Union God Sect, we'll kill this boy to eliminate any future threats," the High Priest Saranguis said in a deep voice.

"Good!" The chieftain of the Barbarian Tribes, Yelanbar, nodded, his face earnest.

In the Great Yuan, upon learning this news, Emperor Toumuer, unsurprisingly, fell ill once again.