The highest form of the Four Seasons Sword Formation, a sword formation which consisted of three hundred and sixty-five swords, emanated a tremendous surge of sword qi into the skies. It was as if a giant ball was surrounding the two Murong clan's Sages within it as sword qi went after them continuously.

Even with the combined power of the two Sages, the array of sword qi felt difficult to deal with. That sword formation was just too powerful.

“What kind of sword formation is this? Why haven't I heard of this before?” The Murong clan's Fourth Forefather swung his sword and shattered a group of sword qi that were attacking him. He tried many times to force his way out of the sword formation but was pushed back into it every time.

As Chu Kuangren activated the three great transformations of his Exquisite Nine Orifices Sword Heart, every sword came under his command like an extension of his body. The countless swords then formed a sword formation in an organized manner as the mysterious Four Seasons Daoist Rhyme emanated.

The sword qi within the formation was ever-changing. It was as strong as thunder, or raging like fire, or swift as the wind…

The four seasons alternated and every natural occurrence played out within the formation.

This was a Legendary Grade sword formation!

If Chu Kuangren were to possess a high enough cultivation level, he could even easily kill both the Murong clan's Sages by using that sword formation!

He may only an Honorable now, but with the help of that sword formation, it was not a problem for him to deal with two Sages himself!

“This formation is hard to break through. If we want to break free from this technique, we must first attack its user, Chu Kuangren,” the Murong Clan's Second Forefather said.

He then looked towards the Murong clan's head and others.

Noticing the Sage's signal, the Murong clan's head ordered loudly, “My fellow elders, our Murong clan has suffered a devastating catastrophe today. Now is the time for us to dedicate our hearts to the clan! My fellow elders, everyone, please join me as we slay that Black Heaven Sect's crook!”

“Chu Kuangren, you've destroyed my Murong clan's mausoleum and even the memorial tablets of my ancestors! The crimes he has committed are irreconcilable! We must kill him now!”

“Fellow elders who are at the Honorable Realm and above, follow me. Even if all we can do is disturb him, we can make time and create a chance for our two Sages to break through the sword formation.”

“Attack!”

One by one, the elders of the Murong clan dashed towards Chu Kuangren.

Their ferocious sword qi surged and billowed with great might!

“Kill me? Hmph, that's a good joke!”

“Even if you don't kill me, I shall never let you off the hook forever!”

Chu Kuangren replied coldly.

Then, his figure changed as four sword qi clones were formed. With his current strength, each of the four sword qi clones possessed the power of an Honorable Supreme, which was very terrifying.

The four sword qi clones randomly picked up a treasured sword from the ground and guarded Chu Kuangren in all four directions. Every cultivator who tried to approach him was instantly blown away by their sword qi attack.

That battle was a ma.s.sacre!

Cras.h.!.+

Murong Yu was sent flying by a single strike from one of the sword qi clones. He fell on the ground and vomited blood non-stop as he looked at airborne Chu Kuangren with horror.

“I can't even take an attack from his clone!”

“Why, why is he so strong?”

Murong Yu was in great disbelief.

'We're all the same generation of cultivators, so why is Chu Kuangren so much stronger than me?'

A single clone was enough to drive him into the depths of despair!

“Bad news, these clones are just too strong. At this rate, we won't be able to hurt the real person at all,” the Murong clan's head said frustratingly.

“Where the h.e.l.l did he learn these techniques from?”

Clone techniques were already rare.

This meant that Chu Kuangren's technique which could produce so many clones was even more unheard of. It would not be as simple as a mere Sage Technique.

“Can it be that this is an Opportunity of Fortune from the Sword Gauntlet?”

An elder exclaimed.

He had learned of Chu Kuangren reaching the Sword Gauntlet's top floor, so he naturally related the not-before-seen clone technique as an Opportunity of Fortune from that place.

“It doesn't matter, let's find a way to defeat him first. Go summon the Ling clan's head and have them fight against this person with us!”

The Ling clan was an honorable orthodoxy second only to the Murong clan in that city.

They were also related through the Murong clan's mistress.

That put the Murong clan and Ling clan in an alliance. Since the former was suffering from a great catastrophe, there was no reason for the Ling clan not to help out as well.

One of the elders soon went to the Ling clan for help.

Not long after, a large group of men rushed over from afar.

Naturally, they were the members of the Ling clan.

Everyone was stunned and astonished the moment they saw the Murong clan's two Sages trapped within the sword formation. They then looked at Chu Kuangren and they were dizzy with disbelief.

'F*ck me!'

'What the f*ck is going on here?'

'The two Sages are trapped by an Honorable?'

'Has the world gone mad?'

After taking another look at the mess which the Murong clan's territory had become, the Ling clan's head could not help but gasp in shock. “What kind of enemy has the Murong clan provoked?”

Before he could understand what was going on, the Murong clan's head replied loudly, “You've finally arrived, Ling clan's head. Come, let us deal with this crook together!”

“Old pal Murong, who the h.e.l.l is that person?”

“Hmph, I'll tell you when this is over. Since both our clans are siblings to each other, there's no way that you shouldn't help us out now that my clan is facing trouble.”

The Ling clan's head pondered for a while. “Alright, I understand.”

Although the Ling clan and the Murong clan were allies on the surface, the former was a sort of va.s.sal force to the latter.

If they simply stood by and watched, the Murong clan would not let them off the hook as well.

Against the combined forces from the Murong and Ling clans, Chu Kuangren still controlled the sword formation with a calm look on his face.

“When it comes to numbers, do you really think you guys will win?”

Countless bursts of sword qi then shot out from Chu Kuangren's body and covered up the skies above everyone. Each one of them was a clone.

Although the clones would get weaker in strength the greater their numbers were, not everyone from the Murong and Ling clan were all Honorables as well.

The sight of the sword qi clones filling up the sky dumbfounded the Ling clan's head.

'What kind of f*cking technique is this!'

'You're f*cking messing with me! Murong clan!'

All the sword qi clones immediately rushed forward and attacked everyone. Fighting one person was like going against a whole army, and it made the people from both the Murong clan and Ling clan feel a tremendous amount of pressure.

They had never been through such a large-scale battle before.

“What a terrifying clone technique!”

The Murong clan's Fourth Forefather was initially shocked but soon sneered at Chu Kuangren instead. “To control this sword formation and deploy that clone technique at the same time, I wonder, how much spiritual energy do you still have left? How long can you persist?”

“Looks like you still don't know much about me!”

“What do you mean?”

“If you knew about the battle of the Weeping Demon Mountain, you definitely won't say something so naïve as this,” Chu Kuangren casually replied.

He then raised his arm and unleashed the Gluttonous Devouring Technique. A terrifying surge of absorption energy erupted from his body as the corpses of every cultivator in the surroundings were converted into numerous blood and flesh essences. One by one, he absorbed them into his body to recover his spiritual energy.

Shocked, both the Murong clan's Sages stared at him with eyes wide open.

They were completely dumbfounded.

'How does he have a technique like this?'

'F*ck me!'

'What's the point of fighting then!'

The sword qi clones, the Gluttonous Devouring Technique…

Chu Kuangren did not fear a group battle at all!

He alone was the might of a whole army — the kind of army that would not get exhausted and would even become stronger the longer they fought!

“That's not good. If this continues, the Murong clan will be completely wiped out by him before we can even escape this formation!”

The Murong clan's Second Forefather trembled while he said.

“Chu Kuangren, I want to negotiate!”

“You want to negotiate? Too bad!” Chu Kuangren said coldly.

“Chu Kuangren, from what I know, Murong Xuan is already a crippled person. As a Sect Leader yourself, do you really intend to disregard the bigger picture and go to war against us? All over a disabled person?”

“I've once made a vow to the heavens when I took over as Sect Leader. When I'm at the helm, no one shall bully anyone in Black Heaven Sect! Not only have you people humiliated a Daoist of my Black Heaven Sect, but you've even gone so far as to destroy his cultivation ability as well. There shall be no negotiation on this matter. Your Murong clan must pay the price!”

“You've already destroyed my Murong clan's mausoleum and killed numerous members of the Murong clan. Have we not paid a large enough price?”

“Not enough! It's still far from enough!”

“You…”

The Murong clan's Second Forefather was so filled with rage that he turned speechless and the anger showed in his eyes.

His opponent created such a large ruckus all because of a worthless disabled person.

He could not figure it out no matter what. How could there be someone like Chu Kuangren in this world, who could do what he wanted unscrupulously without restraint and fear.