Chapter 394 Angry Yunchen
Chapter 394 Angry Yunchen
Not only him, but Zhao Xiruo was even angrier than Yun Chen when she heard the news.
Yun Chen grew up in the mountains, and most of what happened a hundred years ago was told by his master and some books.
But Zhao Xiruo has received higher education and has studied the history of Daxia for a hundred years.
I have been exposed to some of these TV dramas and movies since I was a child, and my hatred for Japan is ingrained in my bones.
Now when she heard this news, she felt as if the ancestors who were slaughtered by the Japanese were right in front of her.
She didn't have the chance to do anything back then, but now that she has encountered it, she can't just sit back and watch.
"Yun Chen... stop them. We must stop them."
Zhao Xiruo's pretty face turned pale, and she tightly grasped Yun Chen's arm, her teeth trembling slightly with anger.
Yun Chen patted her shoulder, gently held her in his arms, and comforted her, "Don't worry, we won't let them succeed. Didn't Senior Lei Long already go and destroy the center of the formation?"
Although he was also angry, he forced himself to calm down at this time.
Anger cannot solve the problem. What we need to consider now is how to stop these Japanese monks.
"Elder Lei, what should we do about this matter?"
Yun Chen raised his eyes to look at Lei Tong and asked in a deep voice.
Since even the Supreme Elder who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage a hundred years ago couldn't do anything about it, then they certainly couldn't stop it by just a few people, so they still had to rely on the power of the Taoist tradition.
Elder Lei's face turned ashen, and electric arcs crackled around him. The pressure from his Nascent Soul caused the surrounding fog to retreat three feet. "These beasts are trying to destroy the foundation of our Great Xia!"
He suppressed his raging rage, his eyes sharp as lightning as he quickly analyzed, "The Supreme Elder venturing into the Dragon Burial Abyss alone is highly dangerous. The Japanese thieves have set up this formation, and it must be heavily guarded. We are weak, and forcing our way in is like hitting a rock with an egg."
His gaze swept over Yun Chen, Zhao Xiruo, and the others, his tone solemn and swift, "The most urgent matter is to spread the news immediately! I will immediately use the sect's secret method to transmit the details of this place, including the Supreme Elder's warning and the secret of the Dragon Burial Abyss Formation's eye, back to the Divine Thunder Palace. Please report this to the Daoist Alliance immediately and contact all major righteous forces!"
After saying this, without waiting for a response, he immediately took out a special jade slip with flowing purple light, and used his spiritual sense to engrave everything he had just seen and heard, especially the key information such as "The Great Blood Sacrifice Array of All Souls", "The Filthy Dragon Vein", and "The Eye of the Dragon Burial Abyss Array is Under the Three Lives Stone".
He then forced out a drop of essence and blood and merged it into the jade slip. The jade slip suddenly emitted a bright lightning light, which turned into a purple electric beam, tearing through space and disappearing in an instant.
After doing all this, Lei Tong looked at Yun Chen and suddenly realized something. His face darkened and he asked tentatively, "Oh right, this happened in the Forest of Beasts. You said the Sect Leader's disappearance is related to this incident?"
Lei Tong's words were like thunder, instantly waking Yun Chen up.
Yun Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked fiercely at Elder Lei: "You mean... Master might have also noticed the Japanese conspiracy and encountered an accident when she came to investigate?"
"Most likely!"
Elder Lei's face was so gloomy that it looked like water could drip out of it. "The Sect Leader is very prudent. She would never lose contact so easily unless she discovered a shocking secret. This great blood sacrifice formation is totally worth her personal risk!"
This inference cast another shadow over everyone's heart.
If Sect Leader Lei Miaoyun really suffered misfortune due to investigating this formation, then the strength and brutality of the Japanese people are far beyond expectations!
Just when this heavy and oppressive atmosphere was almost suffocating—!
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Dozens of dark figures suddenly appeared from the thick fog on all sides like ghosts and surrounded them!
These people were dressed in Japanese ninja costumes and had a cold aura. The leader even exuded the powerful fluctuations of the late Jindan period, and his eyes swept cruelly at Yun Chen and others.
"Humph, there really is still a fish that slipped through the net! Was it you who sent out that lightning signal just now?"
The leading Jindan Ninja spoke in stiff Daxia dialect, his tone filled with disdain and murderous intent: "Perfect, use it to make up the number and fill the blood sacrifice soul!"
Seeing these culprits who caused all the disasters before his eyes, thinking about the blood sacrifice of hundreds of thousands of lives, and thinking about the wolfish ambitions of this group of rubbish, Yun Chen's pent-up anger erupted like a volcano!
"Japanese bastards! You came just in time, I'm going to tear you apart!"
His eyes instantly turned red, the aura around him surged violently, golden dragon scale patterns appeared crazily on the surface of his skin, and a dragon might far more terrifying than before mixed with overwhelming murderous intent swept over!
The power of the Nine Dragons Wuji Gong and the Dragon Soul was stimulated to an unprecedented degree!
"Roar!"
Amidst the faint sound of a dragon's roar, Yun Chen's figure was as fast as lightning, rushing directly towards the ninja leader who was in the late Jindan stage!
He didn't even use the golden sword. His right fist, which had transformed into a dragon, was wrapped in light golden dragon-shaped energy, and he punched out with the power to tear everything apart!
The ninja leader's face changed drastically. He obviously didn't expect Yun Chen to unleash such terrifying power. He hurriedly waved the poisoned kunai to block.
"Oh!"
The fist force collided with the kunai, making a dull sound.
The next moment, under the horrified gaze of the ninja leader, his high-grade kunai shattered into pieces like paper!
Immediately afterwards, an irresistible force came along his arm.
"Crack!" The sound of broken arm bones was clearly audible.
"puff!"
The ninja leader spurted blood profusely, his chest visibly dented, and his body flew backwards like a torn sack, breaking several dead trees before falling into the mud. It was obvious that he was not going to survive.
One punch! Just one punch, and the late Jindan ninja leader was killed!
Yun Chen's murderous intent had not diminished. He moved again, like a tiger among a flock of sheep, and rushed into those Japanese ninjas with lower cultivation.
After transforming into a dragon, he became extremely fast and powerful to a terrifying degree. Every time he attacked, a Japanese ninja would die, either by having his head blown off by a punch or by being torn in half by the fierce claws. The scene was bloody and violent!
He was completely immersed in killing and anger, and wanted to pour out all his hatred for the Japanese on these minions!
Zhao Xiruo and Lin Wan'er also joined the battle with red eyes, while Meichuan supported them from the side and attacked ruthlessly.
Elder Lei did not attack immediately. He looked around vigilantly, using his Nascent Soul stage consciousness to its fullest extent to guard against any stronger enemies that might appear.
The fighting power that Yun Chen unleashed at this moment frightened him.
Is this the genius who can trigger the Nine Thunders Apocalypse?
Fighting against opponents of higher levels is surprisingly easy.
You know, Yun Chen is only at the peak of the early Golden Core stage now.
Sure enough, bringing Yun Chen to the Divine Thunder Palace was the wisest choice.
Just as he was immersed in the shock of Yun Chen's strength, a terrifying pressure that made his soul tremble suddenly descended like a thousand-foot mountain!
"Humph! A bunch of trash!"
The cold voice seemed to come from the underworld. Along with the voice, an old man wearing dark purple Japanese samurai clothes and with a sinister face appeared in the air without any warning.
He did not deliberately exude his aura, but the pressure that naturally emanated from him made everyone present feel short of breath and their spiritual energy flow sluggish!
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