Divine Doctor and His CEO Wife-Chapter 179 - 178: Massacre

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Chapter 179: Chapter 178: Massacre

The young man who suddenly appeared attracted the attention of the entire room.

"Chen Xiao..." Qin Lan’s voice trembled. He’d actually come!

Meanwhile, Ling Ao was completely stunned, staring blankly at the scene before him. His son’s coffin was shattered! The body, too, had exploded into powder.

"AHHH—!" he roared, his eyes fit to burst. "You little bastard, I’m going to kill you!"

Chen Xiao looked at him expressionlessly. "Do you have what it takes?"

Seeing Qin Lan’s current state tore at his heart. The numerous wounds, the shocking bloodstains... he could only imagine the suffering Qin Lan must have endured these past few days.

"Wipe them out!" Ling Ao bellowed.

WHOOSH— Countless Martial Artists wielding swords and sabers rushed out from all directions, seething with killing intent. Dressed in matching black uniforms and holding long sabers, they spread a deadly aura throughout the venue.

"Wind God Guards!"

"Those are the Wind God Guards raised by the Ling Family!"

"I heard every one of them is ultimately powerful, nearing the Grandmaster Realm. There are even quite a few Grandmasters among them! Most importantly, they use a special Array. When they attack together, not even a Greatmaster Late Stage expert can escape their encirclement!"

As the Wind God Guards swept in like a gale, their terrifying killing intent made the mourning guests fall back, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

Just as expected, the Wind God Guards advanced on Chen Xiao with disciplined steps, subtly forming a Bagua Array around him that greatly enhanced their killing power.

In the next instant, however...

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The Wind God Guards in the front line were sent flying one after another, and their formation fell into chaos.

Chen Xiao snatched a saber from one of them and swept the blade mercilessly across. One by one, the Wind God Guards collapsed, clutching their necks with faces full of indignant fear. In a flash, twenty to thirty of the hundred-plus Wind God Guards had fallen.

The rest were scared out of their wits. They dared not advance, and instead, they all began to retreat.

A god of slaughter! This man is a veritable god of slaughter!

"Cross this line and die!" Chen Xiao declared, slashing his saber downward. A line torn open by Sword Energy appeared on the ground.

The Wind God Guards trembled, and not a single one dared to cross that line.

Ling Ao’s face was ashen. Clenching his fists, he shouted, "I request that the three Tributors take action and eliminate this boy!"

"It seems the Wind God Guards the Ling Family has raised over the years are still lacking. We’ll have to handle this ourselves," an ancient, sighing voice lamented.

In the next second, three old men appeared as if they were specters. As they strode forward, each step left an imprint several inches deep in the floorboards, a testament to their profound power.

"East Sea Sword King, Chen Yishan! Blood Shadow Spear, Lu Bai! Great Compassion Palm, Luo Mo! It’s actually them?!"

Many knowledgeable people were in the crowd. They knew these three Tributors were some of the most formidable powerhouses in the Martial Arts World of their time. The East Sea Sword King was especially strong; back then, in the expert-filled region of Zhonghai, he could have ranked in the top five! When he semi-retired, he was already in the Late-stage Hua Realm, infinitesimally close to the Peak of Hua Realm. After so many years, his strength must have become even more unfathomable.

"Young man, you might as well end your own life here today," Chen Yishan said dismissively, glancing sideways at Chen Xiao. "You are not yet worthy of forcing this old man to use his sword."

Chen Xiao continued to stride forward, the cold light glinting on his saber. "Those who block me die!"

"Young people these days are so arrogant," Lu Bai sneered. "Let this old man see what you’re made of!"

A glint of cold light arrived first. The long spear in his hand shot forward like a furious dragon bursting from the sea, reaching Chen Xiao in an instant. Its fierce killing intent carried a force of penetration that made everyone feel a chill on their necks, as if that bloodstained spear was pressed against their own throats. The sheer pressure it exuded was suffocating.

However, a dazzling arc of blade light swept out.

When everyone could see clearly again, Lu Bai’s long spear was in three pieces. His charging body seemed to lose all momentum in an instant.

SQUELCH— 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

The next second, before countless shocked eyes, his body split in two and flew apart in opposite directions. He was well and truly dead.

Chen Xiao walked straight through the space between the two halves of his corpse. "I came today to settle accounts with the Ling Family, but I don’t mind killing a few more people. I’ll say it again: anyone who stands in my way dies."

The murderous aura pouring from him sent a tremor of fear through the two remaining Tributors, and they even considered retreating. But how could they? If they retreated without a fight in front of so many people, what would become of the dignity they had spent decades building? Moreover, they believed Lu Bai had been killed in a single strike partly because he had been careless.

Chen Yishan’s expression was grim as he slowly placed his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Young man, you are the first person to make me draw my sword since I reached Grandmaster Peak. You can die with pride today."

As he spoke, he began to slowly draw his sword. Before the blade had even left its scabbard, the trees throughout the Ling Family’s courtyard began to rustle. Leaves swirled through the air, sheared from their branches by his Sword Qi.

Chen Xiao remained expressionless, still striding forward.

Meanwhile, Great Compassion Palm Luo Mo pressed his palms together. A formidable aura erupted from his thin, withered body, which became faintly shrouded in a dark golden light that formed the phantom of a Buddha.

Almost simultaneously, the two of them charged at Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao took a deep breath. Again, he used no fancy techniques. He just swept his saber in a horizontal arc. The terrifying Sword Energy created a sonic boom, and the air filled with a torrent of silver light.

Soon, everything fell still. Chen Yishan’s sword remained in his hand, and Luo Mo’s outstretched palm was still aimed at Chen Xiao, but their bodies were frozen.

Chen Xiao had already strode past them.

The moment his foot landed, Chen Yishan’s sword snapped. The Buddha phantom surrounding Luo Mo shattered, and the two men collapsed to the ground.

The two Tributors were dead.

Terrifying! Everyone’s heart pounded in their chest. A man in his twenties had just cut down three of the Ling Family’s top experts as if he were taking a casual stroll through an empty courtyard? They stared wide-eyed as if they had seen a ghost, unable to make a sound.

"Am... am I dreaming?"

Chen Xiao arrived in front of Ling Ao.

Ling Ao’s previous arrogance and confidence had vanished without a trace, replaced by pure terror. The killing intent radiating from Chen Xiao made him tremble.

When Chen Xiao took a single step forward, Ling Ao was so terrified he wet himself and collapsed to the ground. He frantically scrambled backward, trying desperately to get away. It was a pathetic sight.

Seeing that things were going badly, Chen Shuyu dragged her obese body over to Qin Lan. She pressed a small knife to his neck. "Don’t... don’t come any closer! Or else I’ll kill—"

Before she could finish speaking, her head flew into the air and rolled across the ground.

After beheading Chen Shuyu, Chen Xiao looked down at Ling Ao. "Now, I will send you to reunite with your wife and son."