High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 115 - 99: One Sword Kills Ten Thousand Bones, Breaking Into the Tower Ascension Realm! (Triple Combo)_3

Chapter 115: Chapter 99: One Sword Kills Ten Thousand Bones, Breaking Into the Tower Ascension Realm! (Triple Combo)_3

What’s more, when they discovered that the opponent seemed to be an invincible monster far stronger than themselves.

In the end, they killed so many Black Armor Army troops that they became terrified.

"Plop! Plop!..."

Chen Kuang walked forward step by step, carrying his lute, with starlight shining above his head and blood rippling beneath his feet, the blood-soaked mud making strange sounds as he stepped on it.

All around were severed limbs, yet the wounds on Chen Kuang’s body healed rapidly, leaving not even a trace. This terrifying contrast suddenly increased the psychological pressure.

In front of him, countless soldiers of the Zhou Kingdom in armor, retreated step by step with his approach, their hands gripping their weapons trembling violently.

"Clang!"

The first person to drop their weapon appeared, and this wave quickly spread.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!..."

Starting from the soldiers closest to Chen Kuang, countless people dropped their weapons on the ground and turned to flee.

"Don’t kill me... Don’t kill me! I surrender! I surrender!"

"God of Slaughter... God of Slaughter reborn! Run quickly!"

The soldiers began to associate the title "God of Slaughter" with Chen Kuang, transferring their fear of Huo Hengxuan to him, causing the rout to accelerate even more.

As if they suddenly forgot how contemptuous and insulting they were to Huo Hengxuan when he was in the prison before.

Chen Kuang pondered.

So, this is how Huo Hengxuan earned that title...

He only used the Song of Severing once and already instilled a psychological shadow of fear in thousands.

This old guy was the God of Slaughter of the Liang Kingdom for a full forty years!

How many lives are on his hands, it’s probably impossible to count.

No wonder the Liang Kingdom, though not strong, has maintained a place in this chaotic world for so long, just one Huo Hengxuan is enough to intimidate all around, it was all earned through sheer force.

However, now is not the time for such laments.

Chen Kuang walked through the troops, watched by fearful eyes, and ascended the steps before the Jinghe Hall of the Imperial Palace.

The sword in his mind had turned completely blood-red, seeming so heavy that it might drip blood at any moment.

Emitting a terrifying and ominous smell of blood.

One sword, and countless bones wither.

The blood on this sword towered up into the sky, almost eerie, just looking at it would give one goosebumps.

But Chen Kuang smiled, because this sword had already fallen at his will, stabbing into Bai Fen’s body, shredding his internal organs to pieces.

Even if not dead, he would be seriously injured!

Chen Kuang walked into Jinghe Hall, lifted his head, and as expected, saw the head hanging from the ceiling centerpiece, stuck where the dragon head should have been.

That was the head of the last emperor of the Liang Kingdom, Su Yu.

This was actually the first time Chen Kuang saw what Su Yu looked like.

After all, before this, he had been practically blind.

This emperor, often considered a foolish ruler, did not look bloated or wicked as stereotypically imagined by the people.

On the contrary, though approaching forty, he had an air of elegance and distinction, thin yet defined, more like a charming scholar.

"Boom..."

The ground trembled violently.

The battle of the Saints above the Imperial City had once again come to an end.

Inside and outside the palace quivered, with numerous cracks appearing on the ground and walls.

Chen Kuang squinted, examining the head above in the starlight, and indeed found no shadow.

This body of Su Yu was just like Chen Kuang’s body in the illusion, lacking a shadow!

Chen Kuang chose this path not randomly.

He wanted to check out the strange phenomenon about Su Yu that the Little Princess had mentioned.

Why was Su Yu’s shadow missing?

If Chen Kuang’s body was due to an unrepairable bug in the illusion for dealing with a traveler’s identity.

Then what about Su Yu, was he also a bug?

Stand in this familiar yet unfamiliar palace, Chen Kuang’s heart filled with doubts, but no answers.

"So that’s what you came looking for?"

A middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly entered, standing beside Chen Kuang, staring at Su Yu’s head: "You must be wondering why he has no shadow."

Chen Kuang was startled, but quickly covered it up, calmly saying: "You know the answer?"

The illusion had not reset, so those mother and daughter should temporarily be fine.

"Rest assured, I have already sent Her Highness and Lady Chu to Freedom Mountain."

Zhang Zhizhou paused, then said: "I do not have the answer you seek, I just followed out of curiosity to see."

Chen Kuang rolled his eyes.

Appearing mysteriously and speaking with such confidence, he thought this master brother from Freedom Mountain really knew some inside story.

"However."

Zhang Zhizhou’s eyes deepened: "Since the establishment of the National Preceptor’s Mansion, Su Yu has not attended court nor has many ministers seen him in private."

"I initially thought it was just because he was too lazy to deal with state affairs."

"In hindsight, maybe it was to cover up his abnormality."

The "abnormality," of course, refers to the absence of a shadow.

Chen Kuang was taken aback.

He had forgotten, this Zhang Zhizhou had always been serving as an official in the Liang Kingdom. The affairs of the court, perhaps only besides Huo Hengxuan, he was the most knowledgeable about.

Could it be that Su Yu’s shadow was already gone before he died?!

Speaking of which, the National Preceptor’s Mansion...

Chen Kuang furrowed his brow.

He had indeed vaguely heard that Su Yu established such an institution solely dedicated to seeking immortality and pursuing the Dao.