Chaotic Sword God

“The Flame Mercenaries want to take on the Yama Hall. It’ll be troublesome for the Yama Hall now…”

“Not necessarily. The Flame Mercenaries may be very strong, but they have only developed in the past few decades after all. On the other hand, the Yama Hall has stood on the Tian Yuan Continent for over a hundred thousand years. Their heritage is very great, so if the Flame Mercenaries want to wipe them out, it won’t be easy…”

“The Flame Mercenaries already have the capability to take on the Yama Hall. Both of them will suffer great casualties from this battle…”

“The Flame Mercenaries has already reached into the millions. I wonder how many people they are going to mobilize…”

The matter about the Flame Mercenaries clashing with the Yama Hall became the center of attention for many people. Many of them discussed the news.

In a desolate region of the Tian Yuan Continent, a pitch-black palace stood quietly in a group of mountains. The palace was covered by boulders, so even if someone flew over from above, they would struggle to notice its existence. It was extremely well-hidden.

The black-clothed Bi Dao sat in a room within the palace. He was pale-white while an odd gleam of light flickered in his eyes, like two dancing will-o’-wisps.

Walls of flames connecting the floor to the ceiling of the room surrounded Bi Dao, trapping him there. Although the flames lacked any heat, they possessed a stunning force. Not only could they scorch the air, they could even melt space, causing the space around the flames to distort and warp.

“Brat, you’ve really brought disaster to me. You’ve actually entered the divine hall of the Yama Hall. Now we’re both trapped here,” venerable Poisonsword said with a sunken face. His resentment for Bi Dao had already become bone-deep.

Over the past few days of being trapped here, venerable Poisonsword had tried many times to charge out, but every attempt was obstructed by the black flames. The flames were called Demonic Hellfire, and they were extremely harmful to the soul. They restrained venerable Poisonsword who was just a soul.

“I didn’t think that they’d be people of the Yama Hall either, let alone the fact that this would be such a powerful divine hall,” Bi Dao said with a communication technique. His voice was extremely stern. He had miscalculated, underestimating this group of murderers.

“Hahaha, descendant of the Bi family, have you thought it through? Are you going to hand over the beast fur or not? If you do, we might be able to give you a chance and spare your life. Otherwise, there will only be death.” A husky voice rang from the darkness as a black-cloaked man slowly appeared outside the flame. He coldly stared at Bi Dao.

Venerable Poisonsword’s flickering eyes locked onto the man. He became hesitant as he thought inside, “That brat’s actually gotten me trapped in this divine hall, and my soul is being injured by the Demonic Hellfire. I don’t have much power left either, so it’s impossible for me to escape. There is only death. I need to find another way to survive.”

He finally made up his mind after hesitating. Clenching his teeth, he said, “Call the Yama of your organization. I have something to say to him.”

“Have you finally made up your mind? I am the Yama, so go on ahead,” laughed the man.

“Yama, I am venerable Poisonsword who once freely wandered the continent. After facing the end of my life, I used a secret technique to protect my soul, and now I share the same body as this brat, Bi Dao. If you can assist me in taking over this body, I am willing to help your Yama Hall do three things. Of course, I will also had over that beast fur you are talking about,” said venerable Poisonsword.

“Old bastard, you’ve betrayed me!” Bi Dao fell into a fury as his soul immediately began to struggle. He wanted to forcefully break free of venerable Poisonsword’s restraint and regain control of his body.

“Venerable Poisonsword? Is it that venerable Poisonsword who had a foot planted in Saint Emperor and clashed against a Saint Emperor ten times without suffering defeat?” The Yama became surprised, and his eyes immediately lit up.

“Correct, that’s me!” Venerable Poisonsword raised his chest and pridefully replied. His eyes flickered violently as he did everything he could to restrain Bi Dao.

The Yama stared at venerable Poisonsword for a while before coldly laughing. He said, “I never thought it would actually be the infamous venerable Poisonsword. Though, you should know that once you enter this divine hall, there’s only death unless a Saint Emperor comes personally. Right now, your life is completely in my hands. If you want it back, three things is far from enough.”

“Then I will do ten things,” venerable Poisonsword said with a deep voice.

“No, no, no, that’s still not enough. Venerable, if you want to live, there is only one way, and that is to join our Yama Hall and become a Protector King,” chuckled the Yama.

“Okay, I agree!” Venerable Poisonsword agreed in the end after hesitating a little.

The Yama immediately began to laugh without restraint, “I welcome venerable Poisonsword for joining our Yama Hall…”

Before he could finish speaking, a violent boom rang from outside. The entire divine hall violently shook, and both the Yama and venerable Poisonsword stumbled since they were completely caught off guard. They almost fell.

“God dammit, what’s happening?” The Yama’s face changed, and he immediately vanished into the darkness. When he reappeared, he was on the top floor of the divine hall. Cracks had already appeared on the ceiling of the divine hall as streaks of sunlight flooded in. They illuminated the dark interior slightly.

“T- the divine hall’s been broken.” The Yama immediately paled in fright as he looked at the crack. He involuntarily cried out, “Has there been a Saint Emperor who has come to destroy our divine hall?”

Although he was shocked, he responded extremely quickly. With a flip of his hand, a few pieces of jade appeared, and he immediately crushed all of them.

Figures moved about within the divine hall, and the ten Protector Kings, completely shrouded in black cloaks, appeared by the Yama’s side. They stared at the cracked ceiling in shock.

Outside, Jian Chen, Rui Jin, Hei Yu, Hong Lian, the white tiger, and the five Saint Rulers of the Flame Mercenaries levitated above as they stared down at the black divine hall. Hei Yu wielded a machete as he radiated with a chilling pressure. It was the weapon that possessed origin energy.

The five Saint Rulers stood side by side behind them. They carried a huge banner—the banner of the Flame Mercenaries.

“This divine hall’s rather tough. It must have been made by an extremely powerful Saint Emperor. I’d like to see how many times it can endure my attacks though,” sneered Hei Yu. Another powerful blade Qi appeared out of nowhere and struck the divine hall, causing it to tremble violently once more. It shattered quite a few rocks in the surroundings while the cracks great larger.

“May I inquire which senior has come, and why you are targeting our Yama Hall? Has our Yama Hall offended you in any way?” A husky voice rang out from within, but the person did not appear.

“The captain of the Flame Mercenaries, Jian Chen, has come personally. Yama Hall, why don’t you hurry up and come receive him?” The Saint Ruler carrying the banner called out. His voice was thunderous, spreading through the surroundings.

“So it’s captain Jian Chen. My Yama Hall has failed to welcome you from afar, so please forgive us. However, may I ask when have we offended captain Jian Chen?” The Yama’s voice rang out from within.

“Many years ago, I was targeted by your organization in the City of God when I moved around under the name of Yang Yutian. I’ve come for revenge today,” Jian Chen coldly answered.

“Captain Jian Chen, I am the current master of the Yama Hall. I did not know about this, but I will definitely investigate the matter with everything I have. If it is true, we are willing to hand over the assassin who targeted you back then. I hope captain Jian Chen can spare the Yama Hall,” the Yama submissively replied. He had heard about Jian Chen long ago, and he knew that Jian Chen was someone that even the ten protector clans could do nothing to.

“It won’t be that simple. Senior Hei Yu, please destroy this divine hall for me,” Jian Chen said coldly as dense killing intent appeared in his eyes.

“I’ve never felt what it’s like to destroy a divine hall, so let me try it today.” Hei Yu became rather exited, before flying up to the divine hall. His machete glowed with a dazzling light as he mercilessly chopped at the divine hall.

Bang! Bang! Bang!...

Violent sounds constantly rang out. Every strike from Hei Yu was no weaker than a Saint King’s attack. The divine hall quickly began to shatter under Hei Yu’s constant attacks. The entire top portion of the divine hall was removed.

The trembling of the divine hall had already alerted all the assassins within it. Many of them lost their usual composure and began to panic.

The Demonic Hellfire on the first floor of the divine hall disappeared. Bi Dao’s eyes flickered while Venerable Poisonsword remained in control. He gazed at the shaking divine hall in shock and suspicion as he murmured, “What’s happening to the Yama Hall? Why is the trembling so powerful? Has an enemy come for revenge, and are they attacking the divine hall right now?”

He immediately became extremely emotional when he thought what could be happening. He seemed to see hope of escaping.