Eternal Saber-Chapter 302 - 26: Danger Level

The ones taking action are all experts among the hermits!

Their cooperation is seamless down to the finest detail.

The timing is precise to the last second!

This is the most threatening assassination wave Chen Tang has encountered in Qianzhu City!

Chen Tang let out a long shout, his eyes sharp as a torch, gripping his hidden saber tightly, he slashed six times in all directions.

In the Divine Illumination State, combined with Vast Ambition, both speed and momentum were utilized to bring the power of this sword skill to the extreme!

The saber light burst forth like a lightning bolt tearing through the night, suddenly blooming in the eyes of the hermits, blindingly brilliant!

The hermit passing through mid-air had nowhere to leverage, unable to avoid, and was slashed across the chest by Chen Tang, blood spurting out.

The hermits in front and behind also got hit simultaneously!

However, the two hermits hiding behind the wall didn’t die immediately, only letting out a muffled grunt, they fled afar amidst the fluttering of their clothes.

The two hermits in front and behind were split open by a single slash, dying instantly!

When the hidden saber slashed towards the hermit underfoot, an unexpected twist occurred.

By now, the hidden saber in Chen Tang’s hand was already scarred, riddled with notches on the blade.

The assassinations never ceased, leaving Chen Tang no time to switch blades.

The hermit bursting out from the ground reacted swiftly, not only blocking Chen Tang’s slash but also directly breaking the hidden saber!

The impact of the force left both bodies trembling!

An opportunity!

A hermit witnessing this surged forward, striking again.

Swish swish swish!

The hermit underground saw the broken saber in Chen Tang’s hand, stayed close to the ground, and slashed towards Chen Tang’s feet with three consecutive strokes.

Facing hermits pressing their advantage, holding only a broken saber, the situation was dire. Chen Tang took a deep breath, utilizing the Lion’s Roar Dharma Gate, and suddenly roared!

"Roar!"

In an instant, a thunderous roar echoed through the alley, deafening, causing the tiles of the surrounding houses to tremble slightly!

With enhanced inner strength of the viscera, Chen Tang’s lungs were incredibly strong, greatly boosting the power of the Lion’s Roar.

Now, in the narrow confines of the alley, with sound unable to disperse, the echoes added to the impact!

The hermits who had just rushed close were caught off guard, left dazed by the deafening sound, their eyes darkened, ears ringing in pain, losing focus instantly.

Even hermits hidden in the dark felt their spirits shaken, ears buzzing.

Crack!

Chen Tang took a step forward, stomping and breaking the neck of the hermit on the ground.

Simultaneously, he punched repeatedly, sending the surrounding hermits flying away at his call.

Heads split open by heavy punches, skin and flesh a bloody mess, they collapsed to the ground, already lifeless.

...

Shadow Tower.

The ten breaths have long passed.

The people at the counter, listening to the commotion outside, wore varied expressions.

"He’s actually lasted until now?"

Blacksmith Feng clicked his tongue, saying, "Looks like we all lost this bet."

Lady Yun laughed, "Old Feng, you misjudged."

They bantered lightly, not taking it to heart.

But before long, injured hermits stumbled in from outside one after another.

Some couldn’t even make it to the counter before passing out.

Some managed to stay conscious, taking out two hidden coins, placing them on the counter, gasping, "A room, and get me a doctor to treat my wounds!"

Lady Yun coughed lightly.

From behind the hall, a group of expressionless gray-robed individuals quickly emerged, beginning to tend to the injured in the hall.

Some had knife wounds, others had been punched.

Blacksmith Feng glanced aside, murmuring quietly, "Such fast saber, such heavy punches."

"What’s happening outside?"

Wu Ji glared with wide eyes, asking loudly.

A hermit being carried away spoke with a trembling voice, seemingly still terrified, "This is by no means an ordinary level task, at least twenty have died under his blade!"

"So many?"

Lady Yun and the others felt their hearts skip a beat upon hearing this.

In the midst of an assault by numerous hermits, including those at the fourth grade of Middle Concealment, he was able to counter and kill twenty men. What kind of combat prowess does Chen Tang possess?

"He’s only a fifth grade?"

Lady Yun looked at Blacksmith Feng, unable to help asking, "You didn’t make a mistake?"

Blacksmith Feng replied, "Impossible."

"His sword skill is too fast!"

Another wounded fourth-grade Middle Concealment hermit said, "Only the sword drawing skill of Celestial Cauldron Continent might compare."

Another person immediately denied it, saying, "No, the sword drawing skill might not even match his fast saber! The strongest strike of sword drawing skill lies in the first drawn blade, but this man can unleash those lightning-fast attacks at any time!"

Lady Yun waved her hand, signaling to have these hermits carried away to rest in Shadow Tower.

Soon, loud roaring was heard from outside!

"Lion’s Roar, the sound strike technique of Divine Land Buddhism."

Blacksmith Feng’s ears twitched, saying, "This person mastering such a secret technique, under the Lion’s Roar, there will probably be even more hermit corpses."

"What kind of roar is so formidable?"

Wu Ji was unconvinced.

He originally thought that this Chen Tang was far inferior to himself.

Yet he had to admit, if he were in Chen Tang’s place, he likely couldn’t last even three breaths!

Blacksmith Feng explained, "What makes this sound strike technique formidable is its instant release. If unprepared, it’s easy to be affected. Coupled with this guy’s fast saber, casualties are inevitable."

"Then he’s invincible?"

Wu Ji widened his eyes, asking, "Can’t he just keep roaring?"

Lady Yun couldn’t help but smack the back of Wu Ji’s head, scolding, "Are you stupid? Such a big voice, can he keep roaring, doesn’t he need his throat anymore?"

That is indeed the case.

Unlike the sound rhythm law of Jade Flute Fairy, which lacks the explosive power of Lion’s Roar, making it relatively easy to defend.

Just need to plug the ears with paper balls and cloth.

But the flute sound’s strength lies in its endless continuity, as long as Jade Flute Fairy keeps playing, this sound will constantly affect opponents.

While Chen Tang’s Lion’s Roar has great explosive power, difficult to defend against.

The drawback is that after one release, it takes a considerable toll on the throat and lungs, requiring a period of recovery before it can be used again.

Soon, more severely injured hermits entered the Shadow Tower hall, bringing news of the outside situation.

The ferocity of this battle exceeded Lady Yun and the others’ imagination!

The hermits suffered severe casualties!

Jade Flute Fairy remained calm, her head bowed, not speaking.

She couldn’t do much to help now.

Currently, the news is extremely favorable to Chen Tang.

But without seeing Chen Tang return alive, her heart couldn’t help but hang with concern.

Soon, the doors of Shadow Tower were pushed open again.

A tall and burly figure stood at the entrance, eyes glowing, holding a blood-dripping long saber, covered in blood. As he walked in, a scent of blood rushed at them!

On the ground behind him, a trail of bloody footprints was left!

Chen Tang!

Upon seeing him, Jade Flute Fairy’s eyes brightened, finally breathing a little easier.

"Impressive."

Blacksmith Feng glanced back, nodding quietly, murmuring softly.

Liu Shou, just returning from outside, looked a bit pale, unmaskable shock in his eyes.

Liu Shou approached Lady Yun, murmuring, "Casualties around eighty, with sixty-nine confirmed dead."

Lady Yun’s eye twitched slightly, saying, "Make the change."

Liu Shou understood, wiping clean the task level behind Chen Tang’s name on the black stoneboard task board, directly upgrading it from ordinary to danger level!