Chu Xuan merely offered a faint smile, his expression as calm as if he were watching a farce. To him, it mattered not how many came; he would slay them all the same. After all, when he stepped into Princess Hua’s estate today, it was precisely to ensure that every sin would be repaid in blood.
Amidst the old man’s roars, waves of guards surged toward Chu Xuan like a tide, the cold glint of their blades and spears threatening to swallow him whole. Yet, the Longyu Sword carved silver arcs through the blood-red mist with such speed that only afterimages remained. Every strike was accompanied by the sickening crunch of breaking bones and agonized screams. Scalding blood splattered onto the pillars, pooling into a murmuring river of gore upon the blue bricks.
The gray tiles were soon masked by a layer of scarlet, with severed limbs scattered everywhere. Even so, the reinforcements trampled over the corpses of their fallen comrades to press forward, quickly engulfing Chu Xuan’s figure in a sea of men.
Chapter 162