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The thick green miasma swirled and parted like a curtain, as twelve tall, highly imposing figures stepped completely out from the dark tree line and walked directly in front of Gu Chen and company.

They were draped in unsettling blood-red robes that reeked of blood and rotting flesh, and radiating the distinct forbidden aura of demonic cultivation.

Gu Fan slowly lifted his head from his pathetic pile of spirit stones, and his eyes narrowed onto the new guests

While he may not know them perfectly, but from his retained author’s knowledge he could instantly deduce the specific uniform, and that stomach churning stench.

Bai Bing was right. They were indeed the Blood Fiend Demonic Sect people.

Judging from their Spiritual Qi fluctuations, they were most likely not the elders, but rather the inner court disciples of the Blood Fiend Demonic Sect, the same demonic sects that Bai Haoran must have paid to set up this deadly Earth-Grade Slaughter Array.

Gu Fan remembered writing exactly why they smelled so incredibly repulsive.

These unhinged bastards would actually wash their robes in the fresh blood of their slaughtered victims, and then run the flesh over their robes.

The stronger and more suffocating the rotting stench was, the crueler and far stronger the demonic disciple truly was.

The man leading the Blood Fiend Demonic assassins stopped about twenty paces away from the Gu Clan’s defensive circle, casually resting a massive blood-red saber on his broad shoulder.

He was a muscular guy, with nothing but a shining, hair free head with jagged crimson tattoos covering his entire face.

"Well, well, well, isn’t this a massive disappointment?" the demonic leader sneered loudly, his deep voice echoing across the silent forest, "I... Well where are my manners? I am Xue Tu, and I am the proud disciple of the great Blood Fiend Demonic Sect. You must have heard of us. We are quite a honourable bunch."

"We have heard of you demonic beings," Gu Chen sneered, "A pathetic bunch living in the dark, feeding on human blood and flesh who think highly of themselves thinking they can go against the Heavenly Dao... Che... The pigs in our clan are more honourable than you bunch."

"You there... You have a mouth. I can assume you were the one I was sent to kill," Xue Tu sneered as he did not look least bit offended, "To be honest, I expected to find nothing but mangled butchered corpses rotting in the mud after our superior Slaughter Array ran its proper course. But it actually seems like you pathetic Gu Clan dogs refuse to just die."

"You honestly thought a cheap array like this could trap the once in a lifetime genius of our Gu Clan?" One disciple tried to defend Gu Chen, "he is the Golden boy of our Gu Clan."

"Golden boy? Why does he look like the Gu Clan’s Golden corpse?"

"Watch your mouth, you blind fool! His supreme Righteous aura is sufficient to break through any of your pathetic traps!" Another disciple shielding Gu Chen aggressively yelled out.

"His ’supreme’ Righteous aura? Hahahahaha!" Xue Tu laughed out so loud that his shoulders shuddered and his stomach ached, "Look at him... He looks like the stray dog I left half dead outside our sect before coming here."

"He can barely even stand straight without wincing like a pathetic little girl!"

"Shut your foul mouth, you repulsive demon!" Another loyal Gu Clan disciple roared from behind Gu Chen, pointing his heavy spear at Xue Tu’s chest, "Young Master Chen will sever your head and feed your useless carcass to the swamp beasts! He alone is enough to take on all of you."

"Is that so?" Xue Tu raised his eyebrow as his face flashed with killing intent, his sinister aura exploding outwards like a wave of bloodlust, "Since you pathetic trashes refused a toast only to violently drink my forfeit, we will just slaughter every single one of you ourselves and drain your fresh blood to perfectly wash our clothes! Brothers, kill them all and leave absolutely no one alive!"

"Kill!" The eleven Blood Fiend demonic cultivators behind Xue Tu roared furiously in unison, as they kicked off the muddy ground and charged directly at the Gu Clan’s defensive circle like a pack of starved wolves.

"Defend the formation!" Gu Chen screamed loudly at the absolute top of his lungs, as he lunged high in the air to intercept the leader, "Radiant Lotus Sword Art!"

And in no time, a brutal clash erupted right in the now barren piece of land.

And since all the Gu Clan disciples were already very exhausted, and injured from fighting each other inside the mind-warping Slaughter Array.

The absolute second the two massive groups violently collided, they were outmatched by the ferocious, demonic cultivators, and in no time the air instantly filled with agonizing screams of pain.

A tall demonic cultivator slipped entirely past a Gu Clan disciple’s heavy spear thrust, spun on his heels despite his massive size, raised his hand and sunk his sharp, blackened fingernails right directly into the disciple’s throat like a claw.

And with a deeply sickening echo, he tore through the disciple’s neck and ripped his throat out, spraying a fountain of dark red blood all over himself and on the ground.

"Yes! Yes! Rain it all on me!" the demonic cultivator cried out like a maniac, opening his mouth wide open to catch the drops of blood in the air.

"Brother!" another Gu Clan disciple screamed in horror, but before he could even swing his sword in retaliation, a blood-red saber chopped horizontally through the air.

The lethal blade perfectly sliced right through the disciple’s waist with absolutely zero resistance, bisecting the screaming youth in half as his upper torso flopped directly onto the ground, spilling hot and steaming piles of pink intestines and thick blood.

"Hold the line! Do not break the formation!" Gu Chen roared desperately, swinging his glowing silver sword to parry an overhead strike from Xue Tu’s saber.

CLANG!

The massive kinetic force traveling straight down the blade violently slammed directly into Gu Chen’s cracked ribs.

"Agghhh!" Gu Fan staggered back, wobbling on his legs as he coughed up another mouthful of blood, though this time red.

"Really? This is all you got? What a fucking waste of time," Xue Tu threw his arms in disappointment. But he did not let Gu Chen breathe and pressed him harder with a flurry of saber slashes that forced the ’supreme’ Righteous Gu Chen entirely on the defensive, "You are so weak, Gu Chen! Trash! Trash! Trash!"

"I am merely playing with you. I don’t need to show you my true strength," Gu Chen spoke through his clenched teeth.

"Of course." Xue Tu nodded mockingly, "That is why you are coughing up organs."

While the brutal massacre was unfolding, Gu Fan was still sitting on the broken tree stump, his green eyes actively tracking the demonic cultivators exactly like a starving wolf, drooling over a flock of fat sheep.

He was just waiting for one of these walking treasure chests to deliver their loot directly to his feet.

And exactly as he hoped, one of the demonic cultivators broke off from the main formation, noticing Gu Fan sitting completely alone without a drawn weapon.

The demonic cultivator dragged his long, heavy halberd through the mud, mistaking Gu Fan’s relaxed posture for pure paralyzing fear.

"Hey there, little pretty boy!" the demonic cultivator sneered loudly, and an ugly grin curled up in his face, splitting his tattooed face as, "Did the big bad array scare you?"

"Don’t worry, Grandpa will make sure it does not last any longer."

"I will sever your limbs and let you watch me eat your liver! It will be delicious... I promise."

"A cheap low-grade spatial pouch?" Gu Fan scoffed with a contemptuous smirk, "And you barely even reek of rotting blood. Your stench is completely pathetic. You act like I should be afraid of you, but you are nothing but a deeply broke, useless lackey who hasn’t even slaughtered enough people to properly wash his own clothes."

The demonic cultivator’s face instantly twisted into rage, his pride shattered, "You court death, you arrogant little shit! I will chop you into a hundred bloody pieces!"

The deeply enraged cultivator leaped high into the air, bringing his heavy halberd down toward Gu Fan’s neck, but Gu Fan simply raised his hand and caught the sharp blade barehanded right in mid-air.

"What?!" the demonic cultivator gasped loudly in shock.

"Is ’you court death’ the only pathetic line your dog-shit sect could actively teach you?"

"I am already in a very bad mood," Gu Fan whispered coldly, as he shook his head, not out of anger, but amusement.

"And you actually chose me of all the people?"

"How foolish!"

"I will kill you bastard," The Demonic Cultivator yelled, trying to free his halberd, but Gu Fan’s grip was like a snake, he couldn’t even budge it.

Gu Fan nodded.

"Sure... But before you do that, tell me."

"Do you have more than three spirit stones?"

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