The Sword God of the Universe-Chapter 898 Destruction

Lu Chen was suddenly startled by these words.

"You..." Lu Chen was so shocked that his eyes nearly popped out.

"Now, Commander Lu Chen, you must be waiting for Bai Anshu to report the successful ambush of the Chu Family warship, right? I can tell you, you don’t need to wait anymore. Bai Anshu of the Jade Book Sect is already dead, and the five Saint Realm Third Stage martial artists who ambushed the Chu Family warship were likely killed on my way back here. Your Netherworld Sect’s plan has completely failed," Jing Yan said with a slight smile, his voice steady.

At this moment, the shock in Lu Chen’s heart reached an incomparable level.

He didn’t want to believe Jing Yan.

But the problem was, Bai Anshu indeed hadn’t responded at all. Not just Bai Anshu, even the two Supreme Elders of the Netherworld Sect had lost all contact. This situation was too abnormal.

However, Lu Chen couldn’t imagine how the Chu Family could counter-kill five Saint Realm Third Stage experts.

Even if five Saint Realm Third Stage martial artists joined forces to attack the Chu Family’s main stronghold in Feiyu City, they wouldn’t be completely annihilated.

What on earth happened?

What exactly went wrong?

Lu Chen’s mind was filled with chaotic thoughts as he stared at Jing Yan, momentarily speechless.

"The Netherworld Sect’s attempt to ambush the Chu Family warship—I’ll settle this account with the Netherworld Sect on behalf of the Chu Family. Commander Lu Chen, now you have two choices. The first choice: you lead the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp to leave the gathering place in the Quicksand Divine Domain within the Chaotic Land. From now on, this gathering place will be managed by the Chu Family. The second choice: of course, if you refuse the first choice, I’ll kill all of you." Jing Yan’s gaze sharpened.

Jing Yan could not forgive the actions of the Netherworld Sect.

If not for his presence this time, everyone on the Chu Family warship wouldn’t have survived. His own mother would have died in the ambush by the Netherworld Sect.

Even if he didn’t have much affection for the Chu Family, what about his own mother?

Therefore, Jing Yan couldn’t just let the Netherworld Sect off lightly.

"Haha, such arrogance! Asking our Netherworld Sect to withdraw from the gathering place in the Quicksand Divine Domain? Just what are you thinking? Do you know that the Netherworld Sect is the only First Grade force in the Quicksand Divine Domain, and a mere Chu Family wants to drive the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp out of the gathering place?"

"I really don’t know where you get your confidence from." Hearing Jing Yan’s words, Lu Chen burst into wild laughter.

Jing Yan looked at Lu Chen with cold eyes, having predicted that Lu Chen would react this way.

In the entire Quicksand Divine Domain, the Netherworld Sect was the most powerful sect force. No force dared to challenge the Netherworld Sect. Therefore, the Netherworld Sect had always been proud and would not retreat just because of Jing Yan’s words.

"Commander, let’s take action and eliminate this arrogant fool!"

"This guy dares to be arrogant in the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp, he must be courting death."

"Commander, let me take him out!" Some deputy commanders of the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp all shouted.

They simply didn’t believe that the five Saint Realm Third Stage martial artists sent to ambush the Chu Family warships were dead. To them, it was a joke, a laughable joke.

Lu Chen’s eyes also flickered as he looked at Jing Yan.

The reason he hadn’t taken action was because he couldn’t gauge Jing Yan’s true strength. He vaguely felt that Jing Yan’s cultivation was unfathomable. Just now, a thick pressure had descended over the battle camp, although it hadn’t caused any substantial damage, it made him, a Saint Realm Third Stage martial artist, feel a sense of unease.

He didn’t think that feeling of unease was a mere illusion.

"Since you’ve chosen the path of death, don’t blame me. Today, the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp will be razed to the ground." Jing Yan snorted coldly.

With a single stride, he suddenly dove down from the void above.

Primordial Energy condensed, and a palm seal appeared between heaven and earth. The next moment, the palm seal blasted towards the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp.

The vast power made the entire heaven and earth tremble. The terrifying ripple of power caused everyone’s faces in the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp to turn slightly pale.

It was only at this moment that they suddenly realized that the seemingly young martial artist above had an extremely terrifying cultivation.

"Defend!" Lu Chen shouted.

The formations inside and outside the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp simultaneously activated. Splendid radiance connected to form a barrier across the sky, continuously unleashing power to intercept the palm seal.

The Netherworld Sect Battle Camp’s formations were not something the Chu Family Camp’s formations could compare to. There were a complete total of nine formations inside and outside the battle camp, which formed a Chain Formation. In attack there was defense, in defense was restraint, in restraint was attack.

Each of these formations was immensely powerful on its own. When they formed the Chain Formation, their power surged again. Not even a Saint Realm Third Stage martial artist would dare to easily touch such formidable power.

But now, the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp was facing a powerhouse like Jing Yan, who was comparable to a Void God.

"Crack!"

The palm seal collided with the Chain Formation’s power.

A deafening explosion sounded, the space shook, and the Power of Laws swept across a radius of ten thousand meters.

In the blink of an eye, the Chain Formation of the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp was broken, or rather, all nine formations of the chain were almost completely destroyed.

Lu Chen could no longer command the formation’s power.

"Damn!" Lu Chen’s eyes revealed a look of horror.

"Sect Suppressing Sacred Artifact, Ocean’s Woe!" Lu Chen roared in anger.

With his roar, a blue radiance emerged within and outside the Netherworld Sect Battle Camp. In the blink of an eye, this blue radiance formed a blue circle of light. From afar, it looked like a giant blue bubble.

Lu Chen had activated the power of the Sect Suppressing Sacred Artifact.

This Sect Suppressing Sacred Artifact was named Ocean’s Woe. Jing Yan sensed it slightly and found that this NetherWorld Sect’s Sect Suppressing Sacred Artifact was somewhat similar to the Rainbow Bridge of the Rainbow Gown Divine Sect he had encountered before.

A Saint Realm Third Stage martial artist activating a Sect Suppressing Sacred Artifact could indeed unleash formidable power.

"Pop!" Jing Yan flicked a finger at the massive blue circle of light.

A gust of force, traversing through space, struck the blue circle of light.

The blue circle of light flickered violently, and it was evident that where Jing Yan’s finger struck, a deep indentation appeared. On the entire blue circle of light, lines of patterns flowed frantically, desperately resisting Jing Yan’s attack.

"Damn it, what realm is your cultivation?" Lu Chen, controlling the Ocean’s Woe, could feel the pressure on the Sect Suppressing Sacred Artifact, and he was increasingly horrified.

"Everyone, infuse Primordial Energy into the Ocean’s Woe, quickly!" Lu Chen couldn’t think more, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly to urge.