Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

When they landed on the island, they saw dilapidated buildings and ruins everywhere. It was obvious that a fierce battle had taken place here.

As they walked on the island, they could hear shouts of death and the sound of weapons clashing in the distance from time to time.

Ye Chen and others quickly flew to the place where the fight was taking place, and their moods became heavier and heavier.

Soon, they arrived at the bloody battlefield.

The sight in front of them shocked them. Corpses were scattered everywhere and blood flowed into rivers. It was like a hellish picture.

These corpses, without exception, are ordinary people without any cultivation.

They saw how fragile innocent lives looked in the face of the cruel reality, and the anger and grief in their hearts surged like a tide.

Ye Chen clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with anger. He couldn't bear such a miserable situation.

Suddenly, there was the sound of rapid footsteps, and a group of ragged people with frightened faces ran toward them.

Their eyes were filled with despair and fear, as if they were looking for the last bit of life.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen's heart was deeply touched.

Without any hesitation, he waved his hand as his spiritual energy surged in his body.

Suddenly, countless dazzling sword energies appeared from the sky, like alien objects from the sky, unparalleled in power.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air seemed to be cut open, making a sharp sound of breaking wind.

Those cultivators who were committing violence suddenly felt an unprecedented crisis coming.

They looked up in horror, only to see countless sword energy approaching, and the fierce momentum made them despair.

The immortal cultivators panicked and quickly avoided the oncoming sword energy.

However, Ye Chen's sword energy followed him like a shadow, and it was extremely fast. Many people were cut off at the waist without any reaction, and howled in pain.

Some people struggled to resist, but they were unable to withstand this powerful attack, and in the end they died.

In an instant, the entire battlefield fell into deathly silence. All sounds disappeared, leaving only the sound of the wind and the roar of the waves.

Ye Chen's figure stood in the center of the battlefield, like a cold death, with endless chill and determination in his eyes.

All around, corpses and broken limbs were scattered all over the ground, and the ground was dyed red with blood, forming a shocking picture.

The sea breeze blew with a strong smell of blood, making people feel suffocated.

Those cultivators who were still doing evil just now have all fallen to the ground, their vitality slowly draining away.

The people who were running for their lives also stopped at this moment. They stood there blankly, looking at the scene in front of them, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

In the chaotic sea of ​​Nandao Island, Ye Chen was like a cold judge, his eyes as sharp as a knife, sweeping across the faces of every common people.

Suddenly, a painful roar broke the dead silence.

Ye Chen looked for his voice and saw an immortal cultivator lying in a pool of blood, his limbs twitching and in great pain.

Ye Chen walked slowly towards the immortal cultivator, every step seemed to carry a heavy weight.

He came to the immortal cultivator and looked down at this man who had done many evil things.

Ye Chen stretched out his hand and pressed his big hand directly on the top of the immortal cultivator's head.

A powerful suction force burst out instantly, as if it was about to tear out the soul of the immortal cultivator.

The immortal cultivator's eyes widened, and he felt an unprecedented fear.

His soul was trembling under Ye Chen's control, as if it would dissipate into the endless void at any time.

Ye Chen's eyes flashed with cold light, and the power of his soul poured into the sea of ​​consciousness of the immortal cultivator like a violent storm.

As he explored the power of his soul, a series of outrageous pictures emerged before his eyes.

He saw that these immortal cultivators were like wild beasts, burning, killing, raping and plundering on the island, committing all kinds of evil.

Innocent people were brutally killed by them, houses were burned to the ground, and the entire island seemed to have turned into a hell on earth.

Ye Chen's soul power also saw the abducted women and children, who were imprisoned in dark caves and suffered inhuman torture.

The cruelty and evil of the immortal cultivators filled Ye Chen's heart with anger and grief.

This immortal cultivator finally lost his life under Ye Chen's powerful soul attack. Ye Chen's cheeks were extremely cold at this moment.

This has touched his principles. He can ignore the disputes and battles between immortal cultivators, but massacring the people is simply inhumane.

Ye Chen stood up slowly, his eyes scanning every corpse on the battlefield, and an indescribable grief surged in his heart.

These innocent lives passed away under the cruelty of the immortal cultivators. Their blood dyed the land red, and also dyed Ye Chen's eyes red.

He took a deep breath to suppress the anger and grief in his heart.

He knew that he couldn't just wallow in anger. What he had to do was seek justice for these innocent lives.

Ye Chen said in a deep voice to Chen Yihan.

"Yi Han, not a single disciple of the Blood Evil Sect is left on this island."

Chen Yihan directly cupped his fists and said.

"Disciples take orders"

After Ye Chen finished speaking, Chen Yihan's figure disappeared instantly, like a laser shooting out into the distance.

After half a day's flight, Chen Yihan arrived at the Blood Evil Sect.

Without any hesitation, she quietly entered the Blood Fiend Sect like a ghost.

Chen Yihan shuttled through the inner gate of the Blood Demon Sect. Her figure was like a ghost, walking silently through the night.

The dagger in his hand shone with cold light, taking away a life with every swing.

The moonlight penetrated the clouds and scattered on the ground, reflecting her cold and determined face.

There was no wave in her eyes, only determination for justice and respect for life.

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect were still sleeping. They never dreamed that a catastrophe was coming quietly.

Chen Yihan's figure shuttled between the pavilions like a ghost, waving his dagger, leaving only streaks of blood and horrified shouts.

When the first ray of morning light shone on the sky, the Blood Evil Sect had turned into a dead silence.

Chen Yihan stood on a high place, overlooking this place that was once full of evil, with a glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes.

The dagger in her hand was stained with blood, but she did not stop, but continued to move forward to pursue those cultivators who were still doing evil.

Ye Chen stood on the high ground by the sea, looking towards the west.

The sea breeze blew his long hair and clothes, giving people an otherworldly feeling.

His heart was filled with determination and calmness, as if no difficulty or challenge could shake him.

Chen Yihan's figure appeared behind Ye Chen, but her eyes shone with determination.

She walked to Ye Chen, folded her hands and said.

"Report to Master, the Blood Fiend Sect has been completely destroyed."

Ye Chen nodded slightly and said with emotion in his eyes.

"It can also be regarded as avenging these innocent lives and comforting their spirits in heaven."

Ye Chen and the others didn't pause for a moment, their bodies cut through the sky like shooting stars, and they quickly rushed towards the direction of the Southern Demon Sect.

The Southern Demon Sect, as the largest sect in the South Island Continent, is located on a mountain peak that towers into the clouds and is shrouded in mist, making it look like a fairyland.

When they arrived at the foot of the Southern Demon Sect, towering buildings came into view, and the majestic doors opened as if to welcome their arrival.

However, Ye Chen's brows were furrowed, and he could feel a cold aura emanating from the sect, which made people shudder.

Ye Chen's eyes were as cold as ice. He stood quietly at the foot of the mountain, his eyes penetrated the clouds and mist, looking directly at the core area of ​​the Southern Demon Sect, exuding a powerful aura.

The middle-aged man in black Taoist uniform had a gloomy face and a fierce light in his eyes.

His figure flashed and appeared not far away from Ye Chen and others, as if with an endless sense of majesty and oppression.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass on our Southern Demon Sect!"

The middle-aged man's voice was cold, like a sharp blade in the cold wind, piercing people's hearts.

Ye Chen didn't answer, just stared at him coldly.

His aura is getting stronger and stronger, like a volcano about to erupt, which makes people shudder.

The middle-aged man felt the powerful aura emanating from Ye Chen, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.