The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

"Who goes there?!"

Jiang Xuan did not answer, but flashed in front of the other party, his Black Spirit Battle Blade drawing a sharp arc of light.

The middle-aged man hastily parried, but was sent flying by the knife, crashing into the courtyard wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Enemy attack!"

The other six men instantly sobered up and grabbed their weapons.

The first to rush up was a burly man as tall as an iron tower, wielding two mountain-splitting axes, roaring as he cleaved at Jiang Xuan.

"court death!"

Jiang Xuan neither dodged nor evaded, but instead unleashed a horizontal slash with his Black Spirit Battle Blade.

Amidst the clang of metal on metal, the burly man's two axes were cleaved in two. Before he could react, Jiang Xuan had already kicked him in the chest.

"boom!"

The burly man was sent flying backward, crashing into half of the courtyard wall and falling to the ground, unable to get up.

"This is a tough idea, let's all work together!"

The remaining five people's expressions changed drastically, and they pounced at the same time.

A lean man launched a sneak attack from the side, his fist wreathed in black spiritual energy, aiming straight for Jiang Xuan's temple.

Jiang Xuan didn't turn his head. He formed his left hand into a claw, precisely grabbed the other person's wrist, and twisted it sharply.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones shattering was clearly audible. The man let out a shrill scream and was kicked away by Jiang Xuan, losing consciousness.

"Who exactly are you?!"

A man with a sword shouted a stern question, his voice trembling.

Jiang Xuan remained silent, his Black Spirit Battle Blade like the Grim Reaper's scythe, each swing bringing forth a spray of blood.

"Pfft!"

A martial artist who attempted to ambush from behind was cut in half at the waist, his upper body sliding to the ground, his intestines spilling out.

"The devil. He's the devil!"

The remaining three were terrified, and one of them turned and fled.

"call out!"

Jiang Xuan fired another short crossbow from his sleeve, and the man fell to the ground in the rain after being shot in the back.

Finally, the two stood back to back, their faces deathly pale.

"Are you Master Xuan? Our Yuan family has no grudge against you."

Jiang Xuan finally spoke, his voice as cold as a knife.

"It's too late to say all this now."

Before he finished speaking, he flashed forward, and his Black Spirit Battle Blade, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, instantly pierced a man's heart.

Another man seized the opportunity to swing his knife, but Jiang Xuan dodged it by sidestepping and slashed off half of his head with a backhand stroke.

The torrential rain washed away the blood that covered the courtyard.

Jiang Xuan stood amidst the corpses, his Black Spirit Battle Blade untouched by blood.

He looked up at the sky, letting the rain hit his face.

Just as Jiang Xuan turned around, a chill suddenly ran up his spine and up to the back of his neck.

Jiang Xuan almost instinctively dodged to the left, and a jet-black arrow grazed his right arm.

With a "whoosh," it pierced the ground, creating a deep, bottomless hole in the hard bluestone slab.

"Such powerful force!"

Jiang Xuan's pupils contracted slightly, and he quickly turned around to find the source of the arrow.

On the distant rooftop, a blurry figure was putting away a longbow.

The man was completely shrouded in a black robe, his face covered by a black cloth, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

"Master Xuan, your reputation is well-deserved."

The black-robed man's voice was like sandpaper being rubbed, harsh and unpleasant to hear.

"But tonight, you are destined to die."

Jiang Xuan sneered.

"You cowardly rat, hiding your head and tail, dare to take my life?"

The man in black robes was not angry; he simply spoke in a cold tone.

"The Azure Light Pavilion has offered three thousand spirit stones for your head, and all the major powers have already mobilized. Do you think you can leave safely after killing a few Yuan family scum? How laughable."

After saying that, his figure seemed to melt into the rainy night and vanished instantly.

"At least at the Human Realm, possibly even the Earth Realm."

Jiang Xuan examined the marks left by the arrows, assessing the opponent's strength. The arrowheads were coated with a bright green venom, clearly the "Azure Phosphorus Poison" unique to the Azure Light Pavilion.

Jiang Xuan's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Qitianxing of the Azure Light Pavilion, you really couldn't sit still any longer."

According to intelligence from the Bloodthirsty Camp, the Azure Light Pavilion dispatched nine retainers this time, including two Earthly Realm experts.

The sword that cuts through water, "Chang Henshui," and the "Iron Arm" Lu Zhong.

These two men were notorious in Yanxia City, with no fewer than a hundred lives on their hands.

Jiang Xuan originally planned to take them down one by one, first dealing with the Yuan family, and then going to the hideout of the Biguang Pavilion retainers.

But judging from the current situation, the other party has clearly taken action ahead of time.

"not good!"

Jiang Xuan suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed slightly.

"They're probably heading straight for my residence!" He immediately used his movement technique to quickly traverse the torrential rain. The streets and alleys of Yanxia City were intricate and complex, but for Jiang Xuan, who had received special training in the Bloodthirsty Camp, these were no problem.

Just as he turned the third alley, a strong sense of crisis suddenly struck him.

Jiang Xuan rolled almost instinctively, while simultaneously sweeping out his Black Spirit Battle Blade with his right hand.

“Swish swish!”

Dozens of arrows rained down from all directions, blasting a huge crater where he had just stood, and nearby houses collapsed. Had Jiang Xuan not reacted quickly, he would have been riddled with arrows by now.

"There really was an ambush!"

Jiang Xuan quickly hid in a corner.

A cacophony of shouts and cries of battle erupted from all around, as countless figures converged on Jiang Xuan from different directions.

By the occasional flashes of lightning, Jiang Xuan could make out the attire of those people: black-armored guards from the Yuan family, green-robed men from the Biguang Pavilion, and thugs from several other factions.

"It seems these forces have united."

Jiang Xuan sneered.

"Perfect, saves me the trouble of searching for them one by one."

He circulated his internal energy to its maximum.

The Blood Shadow Technique, a secret technique passed down by the Blood Killing Camp, was activated, and Jiang Xuan's figure immediately became blurred.

He's there!

“Don’t let him get away!”

Amidst the shouts of battle, Jiang Xuan, like a shadow, swiftly rushed into a nearby alley.

Being besieged in such open terrain is extremely disadvantageous. Only by taking advantage of the complex streets and alleys of Yanxia City and the cover of the torrential rain can one make the most of their assassination skills.

The rain poured down, the cold raindrops pounding heavily on the ancient bluestone streets of Yanxia City, splashing up a misty spray.

Jiang Xuan's figure moved swiftly through the dark rain, his soaked gray robe clinging to his body, outlining his sharp features.

Each step sent up a splash of water, only to be swallowed up in an instant by the even heavier rain.

Running through this deadly rainy night, a strange feeling welled up in Jiang Xuan's heart.

The cold rain washed away the bloodstains on his face, and the biting chill only stirred up the dormant ferocity within him.

The deafening sound of rain filled my ears, the fishy smell of rainwater and a faint whiff of blood lingered in my nostrils, and the silhouettes of streets and alleys, distorted by the rain, flashed past my eyes. All of this was all too familiar.

It felt like I was back in the endless, brutal training grounds of the Bloodthirsty Camp.

The same night, the same torrential rain, the same ever-present killing intent! There, he learned how to survive in the harshest environments, how to unleash his strongest power in dire straits, and how to transform fear into fuel for slaughter.

That instinct, etched into his very bones, had long since become a part of his soul.

At this moment, facing overwhelming odds, the last vestiges of unease in his heart were instantly replaced by a chilling fighting spirit; his blood surged through his veins, as hot as molten lava. Danger? No, this felt more like returning home!

The soul perception was like an invisible spider web, spreading rapidly in all directions from him as the center.

A thousand feet away, in the shadows on both sides of the long street, a dozen obscure auras, like lurking venomous snakes, tried their best to conceal their presence under the cover of rain and night.

Their heartbeats, breathing, the slight tension in their muscles, the faint spiritual light condensing on their weapons—all these subtle fluctuations were as clearly discernible to Jiang Xuan, whose perception had been honed through the hellish training of the Bloodthirsty Camp, as fireflies in the dark.

Here it comes! On this long, unavoidable street, a deadly net has been cast.

Jiang Xuan's eyes remained unchanged, and he did not slow down his pace in the slightest.

Within his body, the core secret technique "Storm Millstone" suddenly accelerated its operation! Deep within his dantian, it was as if an invisible giant millstone was being driven by violent force, emitting a muffled roar like that of an ancient beast.

The roar was suppressed within the body by the powerful physique and surging blood energy, but the overwhelming power could not be completely concealed.

If there were light, one could see that within three feet of Jiang Xuan, a violent force was surging, instantly shattering and evaporating the falling rain, forming a ring of faint, clear, and glass-like azure mist! That was a strange phenomenon caused by the spiritual energy within his body being pushed to its limit, reaching an astonishing level of purity, like a brief moment of calm at the heart of a storm.

The cultivators lying in ambush had clearly noticed the approach of their prey, but they were not flustered.

In the middle of the long street, a thin man with sinister eyes gripped a battle sword that gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light, its tip pointing diagonally at the ground, poised to strike.

He was the leader of this ambush team, a peak-level cultivator of the Human Realm. He was confident that as long as the target stepped into the center of the trap, his strike, imbued with all his power, would be enough to severely injure or even kill the opponent! His companions around him also held their weapons, their spiritual light flickering, waiting only for their leader's command.

close!

Closer!
For someone with Jiang Xuan's agility, a distance of several tens of feet is nothing more than the blink of an eye!
Just as Jiang Xuan's toes were about to step into the invisible death trap in the center of the long street...
"BOOM!!!"

It wasn't thunder! Yet it was more awe-inspiring than thunder from the heavens!
A world-destroying force erupted from Jiang Xuan's center! It wasn't a physical explosion, but a terrifying storm vortex that formed instantly, with a diameter exceeding ten zhang! The invisible, violent spiritual energy, like an ancient beast breaking free of its restraints, swept up the torrential rain and spun wildly into the sky!

In an instant, the wind howled! The rain roared! The air along the entire street was instantly sucked out and compressed! The bluestone slabs underfoot crumbled like fragile pancakes, turning into dust inch by inch! The walls of the houses on both sides groaned under the unbearable weight, and tiles and window frames were torn off by an invisible force and swept into the towering storm vortex!
"Varied…?!"

The gaunt man in the middle of the street froze on his sinister grin, replaced by boundless horror and fear!
Before he could bring his raised sword down, the deafening roar of the storm struck his eardrums and mind like a heavy hammer, making his vision go black, his blood churn, and his mind go blank for a moment!
This is just the beginning!
At the heart of the storm's vortex, Jiang Xuan's figure was blurred. A violent force surged forth, and every drop of rain caught in the vortex transformed into a deadly weapon!
They were endowed with terrifying kinetic energy and penetrating power, like billions of transparent arrows, shooting indiscriminately in all directions at speeds exceeding the speed of sound!
"Puff puff puff!"

A series of incredibly dense, chilling piercing sounds rang out!
The walls of the houses on both sides were instantly riddled with holes! Wooden doors and windows shattered! Hard bricks and stones were easily pierced like tofu! The cultivators who thought they were hiding in the shadows, who were lying in ambush on both sides of the long street, didn't even have time to let out a scream!
Some had their skulls pierced by the rain, their blood and semen being washed away by the downpour as soon as it spurted out; others had several fist-sized holes punched into their chests in an instant, fragments of their internal organs splattering with the rain; some were cleaved in two by the raging rain arrows. It was horrific! Bloody! Faced with absolute power, their defenses and dodges became laughable actions!
In the middle of the long street, the thin man and his few core companions were the first to be attacked.

Their protective aura shattered like paper, and their bodies were instantly torn apart and cut by the invisible storm force and dense "rain arrows"! Limbs and fragments of internal organs were swept into the storm and flung away in the next second, crashing onto the messy ground or walls, their deaths gruesome.

The storm comes quickly and goes away quickly.

When the towering vortex dissipated, the violent energy subsided, and the deafening roar was replaced by an even louder sound of rain, the entire street had been completely transformed.

The ground was covered with rubble, water jet marks deeply embedded in the earth, mutilated corpses, and dark red blood mixed with rainwater flowing freely.

The houses on both sides were mostly collapsed, and the rest were riddled with holes, as if they had been ravaged by a giant beast.

Only at the eye of the storm did Jiang Xuan's figure become clear again. He was breathing slightly, and the clear azure mist around him slowly receded. His eyes remained cold, as if the earth-shattering attack just now had nothing to do with him.

He didn't even glance at the hellish scene. With a burst of speed, his figure transformed into a blurry gray shadow once more, breaking through the rain and continuing to run into the deeper darkness ahead.

Prey? No, the real hunt has only just begun! Only by completely tearing apart this net of encirclement can he transform from the hunted prey into the most deadly hunter in the night! Chang Henshui of the Azure Light Pavilion and Lu Zhong of the Iron Arm, these ruthless villains at the Earthly Rank, are his true targets on this trip! The miscellaneous fish of the Yuan family are merely appetizers, not even worthy of being called a warm-up.

A moment later, the cultivators who had followed up arrived at the long street.

When they saw the horrific scene before them, as if ravaged by a natural disaster, and the mutilated, blood-soaked corpses of their familiar or unfamiliar companions, everyone gasped and stopped in their tracks.

The rain washed away the bloodstains on the ground, but it couldn't dispel the thick, lingering stench of blood and death in the air.

"This...this can't be possible?! Is this really true?!"

A man dressed in the black armor uniform of the Yuan family spoke in a trembling voice, his hand gripping the knife shaking.

"Was it...was it that Master Xuan who did it? Was he alone?"

A green-robed man from the Azure Light Pavilion standing nearby was deathly pale, his eyes filled with disbelief and lingering fear. (End of Chapter)