Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 233 Killing and Punishing the Heart

Thousands of figures hung in the sky; they were the direct disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School whom Gu Rong had just sent away with all his might.

The relief they had just felt from leaving was quickly replaced by disorientation from the sudden teleportation.

They stared blankly at the three figures confronting each other below, and at the familiar building.

"What...what's going on? Didn't we leave the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?!"

A young disciple rubbed his dizzy head, and before he could finish speaking, he met the mocking eyes of Tianxia Wuzei.

"what happened?"

The man chuckled softly, slowly raising his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

"I just want to show you that your fate is never in your own hands."

The moment he finished speaking, his hand tightened suddenly!
"Bang bang bang bang!"

A series of explosions suddenly rang out, like firecrackers being lit on New Year's Eve.

Among the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School suspended high in the sky, nearly a third of them suddenly swelled up and exploded!

Crimson blood mist mixed with broken bone fragments drifted through the air, and even warm pieces splashed onto Chenxin and Gurong's cheeks.

"No!"

His eyes were bloodshot and his white hairs stood on end.

The disciple, who was alive just moments ago, turned into a bloody mist in the blink of an eye.

The intense, pungent smell of blood felt like countless steel needles piercing his heart.

"A world without thieves!"

A furious roar resounded through the sky, and Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword was suddenly drawn!
The azure blade, imbued with a chilling killing intent, soared into the sky.

Amidst the surging of soul power, seven dazzling sword lights intertwined and coalesced in the air.

Ultimately, it transformed into a "kill" character that was about ten feet in size!

The character "杀" (kill) was sharply defined, each stroke seemingly forged from millennia-old ice, carrying a chill capable of freezing the soul.

"laugh!"

The word "kill" tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and rushed straight at the face of the thief-free world!
"Humph, what a small trick!"

The thief stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding, and let out a cold snort.

In an instant, his level 100 soul power surged out like a volcanic eruption.

A visible light blue shockwave spread out from him.

Wherever it passed, the thick clouds above Qibao City were instantly dispersed, revealing a clear yet cold sky.

A raging hurricane suddenly appeared out of nowhere, uprooting the magnificent pavilions and towers in Qibao City and tossing them into the air like toys!
Countless civilians who were unable to escape were swept into the sky by the sudden gale, turning into dust in the wind amidst their desperate screams.

"Oh!"

The pale blue shockwave collided violently with the sword light bearing the character "Kill".

That killing move, which embodied Chen Xin's lifelong swordsmanship insights, melted away instantly, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun!

The dissipated sword energy turned into specks of light, which were swept away by the gale.

Chen Xin felt an immense force rushing towards him, as if his chest had been struck hard by a giant hammer.

He was thrown backward uncontrollably for dozens of steps in mid-air, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He stared at the motionless figure of the thief-free man and was horrified.

"What happened? How did he become so powerful in just half a day!"

Chen Xin was shocked, feeling like an ant in front of Wu Zetian.

The man with no thieves glanced down at him, inwardly scoffing.

Half a day ago, it might have taken some effort to deal with this move.

But now that I'm level 100, this level of attack is child's play to me.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong left ahead of time, unaware that Tianxia Wuzei was the existence of the Five Life Martial Souls.

Little did they know, his soul power had already reached level 100!

The words of "No Thieves Under Heaven" were not arrogant; Chen Xin's powerful attack couldn't even stir a single strand of hair on his forehead.

His gaze shifted to Gu Rong beside him, where the old man was frantically scanning his disciples in the air.

His lips moved slightly, clearly indicating that he was counting the number of people.

"Heh, still counting?" Tianxia Wuzei crossed his arms and looked at him with interest. "Too bad, you'll be disappointed." Gu Rong's fingertips trembled slightly, from initial panic to shock, and finally his heart turned cold.

"572...573...574..."

The numbers he silently counted in his mind kept climbing, eventually settling on a result that terrified him.

Adding the one-third that had just exploded into a bloody mist, that's exactly all the direct disciples he sent out!
"How can it be……"

Gu Rong's face was extremely pale, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

After rushing back from the eastern battlefield, they raced against time to send their disciples back, expending countless efforts!

In the end, not a single one of them managed to escape!
Chen Xin, who had just regained her balance, noticed his unusual behavior and quickly forced her voice into a line.

"Old man, what's wrong?"

Gu Rong turned his head with difficulty, his voice hoarse like a broken gong.

"All the disciples I sent out... are here."

"what?!"

Chen Xin was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale instantly.

Their elaborate setup was so easily thwarted in the eyes of the thief-free world.
Watching the two men's changing expressions, Tianxia Wuzei seemed to be enjoying a wonderful drama.

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a cold laugh.

"Finished muttering? Then... it's time to kill the second batch."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly sharpened!
"Bang bang bang bang!"

Another series of rapid explosions rang out, even more piercing than before.

This time, half of the remaining Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples exploded into a bloody mist at the same time!
The crimson rain fell incessantly, turning the buildings of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School into a shocking red.

"You demon! I'll kill you!"

Chenxin and Gurong roared simultaneously, their eyes bloodshot.

They could no longer care about anything else, and their soul power erupted without reservation.

Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword transformed into countless sword shadows, each one containing the resolute determination to perish together with the enemy.

The ancient banyan tree then summoned countless thick bone spikes that burst forth from the ground, piercing towards the world like a dense forest.

Despite the combined attack of two titled Douluo, Tianxia Wuzei remained unfazed and did not dodge.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips as he threw two punches from a distance!

The pale blue fist imprint arrived first, easily breaking through the sky full of sword shadows and crushing the sharp bone spikes.

Before Chenxin and Gurong could even see his movements, they felt a heart-wrenching pain in their abdomens.

With a scream, they flew backward like two shooting stars, crashing heavily into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's architectural complex.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The tall buildings along the way in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were smashed to pieces, with wood chips and bricks flying everywhere.

Two figures plowed long trenches through the ruins, eventually sinking deep into the rubble and finding it difficult to get up for a while.

High in the sky, Tianxia Wuzei slowly withdrew his fist, his cold gaze sweeping over the tragic scene below.

Then his gaze swept over the last remaining Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples in the air, who were terrified out of their wits.

"Only the last batch left..."

He spoke softly, as if discussing a trivial matter.

"Should I kill them one by one, slowly, or should I kill them all at once, like before?"

Upon hearing this, the remaining direct disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were so frightened that they wet themselves.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"My martial soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, a support martial soul from the continent. Release me, and I will follow your lead!"

"Me too! As long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to be your slave!"

Faced with death, these people completely lost their pride as disciples of the three upper sects and begged for mercy.

The thief ignored them and looked mockingly at Chen Xin and Gu Rong in the pit.

"Since you have no choice, I'll choose for you. So, let's kill them one by one!"

(End of this chapter)