Chapter 47: Battle to the Death

Just as Chu Xiaotian was about to leave, a shadowy figure suddenly emitted a call, as if sending out a signal. In an instant, dozens of shadowy figures appeared in the desolate village. Each one was incredibly powerful, with the weakest among them having reached the seventh realm of the Spirit Element.

"What does this mean?"

Faced with the sudden appearance of dozens of assassins, some of whom had reached the profound Spirit Realm, Chu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing as he coldly spoke.

"Begin the decapitation operation!"

No one answered Chu Xiaotian. One of the figures, a powerful being in the third level of the Spirit Realm, commanded.

"Kill."

In an instant, all the assassins launched an attack on Chu Xiaotian simultaneously.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

Their coordination was impeccable, all aiming for Chu Xiaotian's vital points, clearly intending to ensure he remained there permanently.

"Scram!"

Confronted with the assault from the Sacred Academy assassins, Chu Xiaotian roared coldly. In an instant, the power of the first level of the Spirit Realm burst forth, plunging him into a desperate fight with the group of assassins.

Facing the simultaneous attack from the Sacred Academy assassins.

At this moment, Chu Xiaotian was thoroughly enraged.

He didn't understand why the Sacred Academy would suddenly turn against him. Was it because the royal family offered a higher price?

The current situation didn't allow Chu Xiaotian to ponder further. His only way out was one word.

Kill!

"Die!"

The Heavenly Slash Sword appeared in his hand. Chu Xiaotian employed the Instantaneous Step to dodge deadly attacks while counterattacking.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Chu Xiaotian was strong, but the assassins sent by the Sacred Academy were equally formidable, all being elite killers of the academy.

Chu Xiaotian sustained numerous wounds, and though none were fatal, they accumulated. Blood flowed unceasingly, and eventually, Chu Xiaotian couldn't avoid bleeding to death.

"Open."

Faced with such a desperate situation, Chu Xiaotian knew there could be no holding back or mercy.

His Sword Domain was instantly activated. Terrifying sword energy swept across the land, covering a radius of thirty feet, making the assassins hesitant to approach Chu Xiaotian.

"It seems he really possesses a domain!"

The leader of the assassins, a being in the third level of the Spirit Realm, was also clad in a black robe, his features obscured. From his voice, he seemed young.

"Wear him down."

The third-level Spirit Realm assassin commanded.

"Yes."

Hearing his command, all the assassins respectfully responded, quickly distancing themselves from Chu Xiaotian.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Instantly, countless spiritual energy attacks erupted from the assassins, each one formidable.

Sword qi, blade light, and fist power bombarded Chu Xiaotian relentlessly.

Not giving Chu Xiaotian any chance to survive, they aimed to completely annihilate him.

"Nine Waves Fist."

Facing the onslaught, Chu Xiaotian's expression grew even grimmer, his face a mask of discomfort.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Spiritual energy continuously spread from his body, his fists swinging ceaselessly.

Waves appeared in front of Chu Xiaotian, like water waves, layering and destroying the assassins' attacks.

"Explode! Explode! Explode!"

Punch after punch, wave after wave, the assault never ceased.

As Chu Xiaotian's punching speed increased, so did the attack's speed and strength, resisting all the assassins' assaults.

"Die!"

Having blocked the assassins' attack, Chu Xiaotian stepped forward.

Transforming into a shadow, he vanished in a blink, reappearing before an assassin.

With cold murderous intent in his eyes, he drew his sword.

"Slash!"

With one sword strike to the throat, the assassin couldn't even scream before falling heavily to the ground, lifeless.

"Kill!"

After slaying one, Chu Xiaotian moved continuously, attacking and defending.

Alone, he battled bloodily, successfully slaying most of the Sacred Academy's assassins.

Seeing Chu Xiaotian covered in blood, both his and his companions', his eyes red as if he were a Shura from the netherworld, emitting an astonishing and terrifying murderous aura, was chilling to behold.

"Stand down."

Fearing Chu Xiaotian's power, the Sacred Academy's assassins dared not continue and retreated. The third-level Spirit Realm assassin coldly spoke.

"Swish! Swish!"

Upon his word, the surviving assassins immediately retreated, merging with the darkness, watching the battle from the shadows.

The third-level Spirit Realm assassin, well-known to them, was a true prodigy, a king among killers!

"Your strength is commendable. I'm giving you a chance now."

"Take this pill, submit to me, and I can let you continue to live."

The third-level Spirit Realm assassin stepped forward, taking out a blood-red pill and coldly spoke to Chu Xiaotian.

Chu Xiaotian glanced at the shadowy figure and then at the blood-colored pill in his hand, sneering.

Though potent, he clearly sensed the poison and malevolent energy within the pill, obviously meant to control him.

"You're not worthy of my submission."

Chu Xiaotian coldly replied, disdain in his tone.

"You're seeking death!"

Hearing Chu Xiaotian's words, the assassin's eyes flashed coldly. In an instant, his third-level Spirit Realm power unfurled, a terrible pressure enveloping Chu Xiaotian, aiming to subdue him with force.

"Hmph."

Facing the assassin's pressure, Chu Xiaotian coldly smirked.

Thinking to suppress him with third-level Spirit Realm power was a fool's dream.

Chu Xiaotian stepped forward, his sword energy instantly breaking the opponent's pressure.

At this moment, Chu Xiaotian was like a sharp sword, pointing to the heavens, unstoppable, and invincible!

"Hmm?!"

Seeing Chu Xiaotian break his pressure, the assassin lost patience to reclaim him and drew a large cleaver.

The blade was pitch-black, much larger than Chu Xiaotian's Heavenly Slash Sword, emitting a sinister and cold aura, as if it were a demonic blade that could devour souls.

"Demonic Spirit Blade?"

Seeing the blade, Chu Xiaotian frowned, looking at the assassin whose face was hidden under a black robe.

He knew well that in the entire imperial city, only one place wielded such a spiritual weapon, and that place was the royal family, which held a deadly enmity with Chu Xiaotian.