The man who appeared what no other than Peng Lu. His appearance made Yang Chen cautious. He had remained vigilant for all this time, but he actually didn't notice someone was following him.
Yang Chen swept the vicinity with his Spiritual Sense and discovered six other men were guarding his escape routes. Look like the battle was inevitable this time.
"I thought you were the weakest among your group, but it doesn't seem to be the case now." Peng Lu walked out from behind a tree shade leisurely. His entire body was relaxed, as though he were strolling in the park.
Yang Chen said nothing in return. His right hand gripped tightly on the hilt of the sword while thinking about how to get out of this predicament.
"Thinking of escape?" Peng Lu slowly walked toward Yang Chen step by step with a mocking smile on his face. He had carefully created a net to block all the paths. If Yang Chen could escape from his palm today, he'd better kill himself.
The weakest among them is the first level of Origin Profound Realm… Yang Chen roughly understood the general strength of Peng Lu's group. Except for Peng Lu, he was confident about dealing with the other six. But he had to take the initiative first.
Thinking of this, Yang Chen's eyes turned resolute. He pointed the sword at Peng Lu, and the temperature in the surrounding area started to rise.
Although Peng Lu had expected this to happen, he still found himself underestimating Yang Chen. His eyes narrowed and sent a signal to his men.
Immediately, the six men nearby rushed at Yang Chen in all directions. Their profound aura surged wildly while holding their weapons, fiercely launching their moves on Yang Chen.
Yang Chen's aura continued to rise for two seconds more before reaching its peak. The aura he no longer needed to conceal grew wantonly berserk.
At this moment, his Spiritual Sense suddenly seemed to turn into countless extremely sharp swords, sweeping everything in the vicinity, along with a blazing heatwave.
Wind howled, and heat surged. Every grass and tree in the surrounding area started to catch fire. As the fire burned swiftly and strongly, his eyes and his hair became painted a crimson color.
Blazing Sun Spiritual Sword!
As Yang Chen's power was spread madly to the surroundings, every bit of air within five kilometers was transformed into a medium of fire. The space five kilometers around him abruptly exploded!
The six men, who were charging at Yang Chen, abruptly halted their steps as they a sea of fire accompanied by the explosion overwhelmingly swarmed toward them. The only word that appeared in their minds at this moment was 'run!'.
Unfortunately, before they could even turn around, their bodies had already caught fire. Their entire beings were utterly engulfed by the sea of flames.
The burning speed was unbelievably fast — in three seconds, all the six men had reduced into a pile of ashes without any resistance.
Peng Lu was faster. The moment he saw Yang Chen's aura rising, he didn't hesitate to activate the Saint-rank armor on his body and retreated at lightning speed.
Compared to his men, Peng Lu was more resourceful. When he perceived the heat within Yang Chen's Spiritual Sense, he immediately realized Yang Chen had already attained the realm of Spiritual Intent!
Generally, everyone knows the realm of swords was divided into three realms, Manifestation, Spiritual, and Sovereignty. To achieve the Manifestation Realm, one had to be extremely talented and completely comprehend the meaning of the sword.
As for the Spiritual Realm, it meant the practitioner had thoroughly become one with the sword. Not only did you need a high talent in sword arts and a high comprehension of the meaning of the sword to enter this realm, but excessive luck was also needed.
In the past, there were countless dazzling geniuses in the way of swords appearing in this world. However, in the end, a handful of them could enter the Spiritual Realm. Obviously, it was exceedingly difficult to achieve it…. But Yang Chen had done it! And he was only seventeen years old this year! He was even more talented than Qin Yiran in the way of swords! How could it be!?
The more he thought about this, the ashen Peng Lu's face became. Of course, he did not have any spare time to think about it now. He frantically used every possible means to flee from Yang Chen's Spiritual Sense. Whether it was a wind talisman or a secret technique, everything seemed useless in front of Yang Chen's power.
Seeing he had no way to escape, Peng Lu gritted his teeth, and a three-meter-large axe appeared in his hand. He swiftly swung it down on the ground as he roared.
"Go to hell! Mountain Collapsing!"
A loud bang accompanied by a violent earthquake rushed toward Yang Chen, who stood still in the place. The cracks on the ground spread in all directions like a spider-web entirely surrounded Yang Chen.
All of a sudden, Yang Chen took a small step forward. His figure abruptly vanished and ghostly reappeared in front of Peng Lu. The movement technique he used was called Sun Moving Technique. Yang Chen's movement speed was not much inferior to Yun Lintian's Shadow Step.
Peng Lu's expression changed drastically. During the observation period, he clearly noticed Yang Chen had no instant movement technique. How come he pulled it out now!?
Yang Chen mercilessly stabbed his fiery long sword into Peng Lu's chest. It easily passed through Peng Lu's Saint-rank armor as a hot knife cut through butter.
"Argh!" Before he could react, Peng Lu felt a severe pain combined with a blazing heat on his chest. Everything happened too fast; he couldn't even use his armor to resist Yang Chen's attack.
"Die!" Yang Chen uttered coldly as he exerted all of his strength into the sword.
Instantaneously, Peng Lu turned into a human torch.. His misery wail reverberated throughout the forest before he reduced to ashes in a couple seconds afterward.