Wu Yu stealthily flew towards the Valley of Immortal Fate, passing through the 10,000 Swords Formation and leaving the Bipo Mountain Range.

In order not to be noticed, he took a circuitous route until he was behind them. Only then did he fly at full speed towards the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain.

The Dark Entropic Lord was breaking the formation readily, and Wu Yu knew that every second would count.

He flew up into the clouds, cutting through like the wind itself. The mountains and rivers below his feet shrank to miniatures. In a flash, he had left all of it far, far behind.

If not for the fact that the Heavenly Sword Sect was in danger, Wu Yu would slowly savor the feeling of flying. After all, this had long been his dream!

The turbulent winds buffeted and rocked him, but Wu Yu was at peace.

A savage peace.

"The struggle for the Immortal Dao is long and cruel. It's just a sect getting destroyed, their corpses littering the ground. That's a fairly common affair. Why should you care?" Ming Long sniffed loftily.

"I cannot stop the others, but the Heavenly Sword Sect was the place of my rebirth." His expedition this time was fraught with risk, but ever since he embarked on this journey, Wu Yu had not felt the slightest bit of regret.

After travelling continuously for more than a day through the clouds, he finally reached the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain in the clouds!

The entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect was built on the foundation of the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain. The Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain was built on extremely high ground, and mortals could not even scale it.

In a flash, Wu Yu had descended on the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain!

Casting his gaze out, he saw that the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain was quite lively. The disciples showed little interest in cultivation. They lounged around, jousting and fighting each other as they chatted about the fight over at the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"I hear that the 10,000 Swords Formation is about to be broken."

"In less than 10 days, the Bipo Mountain Range will be ours. And then our Zhongyuan Dao Sect will have two territories!"

"Yes, and the spiritual qi there is at least three times denser. If we can cultivate there in the future, that would be great."

"I hope every last sword cultivator dog over at the Heavenly Sword Sect dies. The last time I met one, I was thoroughly humiliated!"

"There's one called Wu Yu. He even killed Junior Sect Master Jiang Junlin. This time round, Sect Leader will definitely slaughter every last one of those sword cultivator bastards. And there are so many demons. I hope all the demons eat the sword cultivator dogs!"

Wu Yu did not know how Jiang Xie ran his sect on a daily basis. They were so bloodthirsty. None of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples possessed any shred of remorse. Rather, their belligerence made him sigh.

"An unregrettable death."

Wu Yu did not have much time.

Upon arrival, he descended from high, whipping out his Demon Subduing Staff. His feet treading on the Onyx & Pearl Dao Sword, he swooped down to where hundreds of people were gathered!

Whoosh!

As his sword passed through the crowd, the Demon Subduing Staff flailed. Each strike sent many people flying. They rolled on the floor and hung from the trees. Without exception, all of them were spitting blood and howling, instantly crippled!

In short order, the casualties were horrendous!

"Who?!"

"A Jindan expert, oh my God!"

The speed of Wu Yu's Art of Sword Flight was too fast for them to clearly register his appearance. All they saw was a golden staff encircled with golden, fiery dragons that came flying. All who were hit caught fire, their fresh blood flowing. The eerie howls rang out!

In a short amount of time, hundreds of people were milling around in confusion. Some had escaped, some were dead, and others crippled!

They could not run that far, anyway.

"Master and the others are facing a crisis. How can I possibly show mercy!?"

Wu Yu was like a god of death, his wrath raining down on them. Not just people, but their buildings as well. Palace after palace fell under the explosive onslaught of his Demon Subduing Staff. They crumbled. The entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect was reduced to a flaming wreck under his berserk assault.

"If I am not savage enough, then the entire Heavenly Sword Sect will be doomed!"

On this trip, Wu Yu bore a heavy responsibility. He was a lone commando that bore all the hopes of his sect.

"Destroy, destroy, destroy!"

Whether flesh or concrete, all fell to his attacks and succumbed to the sea of flames. Even those disciples of the sixth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and above who mustered a concerted attack fell to Wu Yu!

Bang, bang, bang!

The Zhongyuan Dao Sect's door was a beautiful, golden sight. Wu Yu thrashed that too, crushing it into fragments in a shower of ash and dust!

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Zhongyuan Dao Sect!? Do you want to die!?"

Atop the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain, an elder rushed out into the chaos. Wu Yu had thought it was Jiang Ji, but apparently, Jiang Ji had not yet arrived. It was an elder at the eighth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm.

"It's Elder Chu! Elder Chu has come!"

The wounded and fleeing disciples had found a savior to cling on to. The cheers went up, along with scorn hurled at Wu Yu.

"Elder Chu, it's that Wu Yu!"

"You dare to cause trouble at our Zhongyuan Dao Sect?! Tear him to pieces!"

With Elder Chu around, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples regained their bluster.

"Wu Yu, die!" Elder Chu did not know how Wu Yu had fled to this place, but the fact was that he had caused so much trouble that he had to pay with his life!

Wu Yu was still having fun smashing things up. Seeing that someone strong had appeared, he laughed coldly. He thrust the Demon Subduing Staff into the ground and leapt down from the Onyx & Pearl Dao Sword, sweeping it up instead. Without a word, he leapt down from above, lunging towards Elder Chu!

Kacha!

The Onyx & Pearl Dao Sword divided into two!

"This Wu Yu, I had no idea he could use the Art of Sword Flight. And he actually dares to fight head-on with Elder Chu. The word ‘death’ is not even in his dictionary!"

"Elder Chu, quickly suppress him! He killed my junior brother! I will gouge his eyes out!"

More than a thousand disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect had come swarming over. A majority were external disciples who had not yet reached the Qi Condensation Realm, although there were also quite a few core disciples.

Wu Yu clashed with Elder Chu in a flash!

"I'll have your life!" Elder Chu sneered. He used a gourd-like immortal treasure, spewing large quantities of red mist towards Wu Yu. The mist would cause anything it came into contact with to rot. It was extremely powerful!

Wu Yu did not reply. His face was grim as he spun sword qi in his hands. The yin and yang revolved as both swords lashed out. It was the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike again!

The power of his sword pierced through!

"Hu!" Elder Chu used his immortal treasure to block. He evaded one burst of sword qi, a testament to his ability. He was about to laugh when Wu Yu's second burst of sword qi pierced his brow!

“Ah!"

Elder Chu's eyes were wide. He didn't look so cocky now!

Without a word, Wu Yu took to the skies, lifting Elder Chu by his collar. He surged up more than 100 zhang and then let Elder Chu's corpse fall from the skies. It smashed onto the rock, pulverized!

"Wahh!"

More than a thousand disciples were undone by their terror. Their faces drained of color as they peed their pants!

Wu Yu, high above in the sky, declared clearly, "From today onwards, I, Wu Yu, will kill every last disciple of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Whether servant disciple, three-year-old child, feeble elder, or widow, I will slaughter every last one! No one will escape! Just wait and see! Haha!"

Of course, he had his own sense of good and evil. He would not do anything foolish. This was merely a scare tactic.

But that did not mean that he would let up!

After he finished speaking, the Demon Subduing Staff soared into the sky, landing in his hands once more.

Of course, Elder Chu's Sumeru Pouch and immortal treasures were all in Wu Yu's hands.

Wu Yu's eyes were locked onto the Qi Condensation disciples who had Sumeru Pouches!

Whoosh!

Nobody could compare to the speed of his Art of Sword Flight!

The crowd screamed and scattered. But all who were caught by Wu Yu went down to fury and flame, howling on the floor. The Qi Condensation disciples were soundly drubbed by Wu Yu, their Sumeru Pouches confiscated.

Even if there was but a single Spirit Concentration Pill inside, he would not let it pass.

He was like a whirlwind that swept through the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Everywhere he went, palaces fell. All was rubble and crying disciples. Although not many were dead, the wounded were beyond counting!

Since the Zhongyuan Dao Sect was a hollow shell, there was no one who could stop Wu Yu!

But the main force to be reckoned with had yet to show himself.

The real danger was Jiang Ji, one of the ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivators!

And with the entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect smoking like a bad chimney, he should have appeared by now, wherever he was!

Just as Wu Yu was demolishing Jiang Xie's own palace, with more than a hundred Sumeru Pouches in hand, finally two people could be seen returning from afar. It was Jiang Ji and a beautiful girl. She was at the eighth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and one of the two elders who had remained. Seeing her face flushed, she must have been coupling with Jiang Ji. No wonder only Elder Chu had appeared when Wu Yu had caused a ruckus.

Jiang Ji was much younger than Jiang Ding, but his resemblance to Jiang Xie was more marked. He looked extremely proper, but was a kettle of bad fish. Looking down at the ruin of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, his face turned grim. His malevolent gaze turned on Wu Yu and he coldly said, "You dared to come alone? You're really not afraid of death. You're a smart one. You want to wreck the Zhongyuan Dao Sect and force my elder brother to retreat, right?"

"And if I am?" Wu Yu was hovering in the sky, matching his cold gaze with one of his own.

"Then watch and see! Don't think that you can fly away with the Art of Sword Flight and that I am unable to retaliate!" Jiang Ji said harshly.

"Keh."

Wu Yu sneered, turning tail to run. Words were useless. He wanted to see if Jiang Ji could really catch him. He did not fly high, but stayed low. Jiang Ji's spiritual power roiled, creating a tidal wave that bore him forward.

"Jiang Ji's spiritual power is so robust. If I am caught by him, then I am dead without question. And the Heavenly Sword Sect will be in danger....

"Senior Sister and the others are hoping that I can save the Heavenly Sword Sect...

"That is why I cannot let up for even an instant! Time to commit!"

He knew that he was only a minor character between these two sects. Nobody thought that he could change much. But Wu Yu was not content.

Jiang Ji chased as if his life depended on it. Wu Yu showed no mercy either. All in his path were sent flying with smacks from his stick.

"Might is justice! Most of you have not done anything truly evil. But invading is different! That is a sin! Not killing all of you is already a sign of mercy!"

Wu Yu had no choice. He could only cause a ruckus and force Jiang Xie's hand. Only then could his companions at the Heavenly Sword Sect survive.

As he flew, a few disciples at the Qi Condensation Realm could not get out of his way in time.

There were a few close shaves where Jiang Ji almost caught him. But Wu Yu survived. Even when he was hit by Jiang Ji, he endured it.

This had become a close contest!

"Wu Yu, if you have balls, come down and fight!" Seeing his disciples unable to hide, they were severely wounded by Wu Yu. Especially those disciples at the Qi Condensation Realm. When Wu Yu caught up to them, their spiritual sources were destroyed immediately!

If this continued, then all the disciples at the third tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and below in the Zhongyuan Dao Sect would be completely crippled by Wu Yu!