Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 231 - 232: Destroying the Punishment Hall (3rd Update) (Please Favorite, Reward, and Recommend)

Chapter 231: Chapter 232: Destroying the Punishment Hall (3rd Update) (Please Favorite, Reward, and Recommend)

Originally, Chu Fengmian had no intention of starting a full-scale conflict with the Punishment Hall.

But now, hearing this, it was clear that the Punishment Hall was already under the control of the Chu and Cheng families. Since that was the case,

then there indeed was no need for the Punishment Hall to exist.

Chu Fengmian was now determined to destroy the Punishment Hall.

Merely slaughtering some disciples wasn’t enough to shake the foundation of the two major families, but once the Punishment Hall was destroyed, it would be akin to severing an arm of the two families.

It would also let them know the consequences of angering Chu Fengmian.

"You all deserve to die!"

With a thought from Chu Fengmian, countless Spiritual Power arms immediately struck out towards all the elder disciples in the Punishment Hall.

Numerous elder disciples were turned into mist of blood under Chu Fengmian’s hands, completely devoured.

The entire Punishment Hall had become a pit of inferno, with endless screams of agony continuously rising.

"Damn you! Chu Fengmian, you deserve to die!"

The face of Heavenly Prison Suppression was crimson red, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Since its establishment a thousand years ago, the Punishment Hall had never experienced such an event.

He moved swiftly, unleashing countless martial arts techniques at Chu Fengmian.

"Heavenly Prison Suppression! Suppress him for me!"

In Heavenly Prison Suppression’s hands was an endless pressure, which he sent smashing towards Chu Fengmian, seemingly intent on crushing Chu Fengmian completely.

"Heavenly Prison Suppression Technique? Nothing more than a minor Cultivation Technique of the Holy King Sect, it’s not even worthy of being heavenly-ranked, and you still delude yourself into suppressing Chu?"

Seeing Heavenly Prison Suppression’s move, Chu Fengmian scoffed with a cold laugh.

"Break for me!"

In Chu Fengmian’s hand, the Red Flame Sword suddenly appeared, and a Sword Edge directly slashed towards Heavenly Prison Suppression, instantly breaking the Spiritual Power he had amassed.

"Bang!"

"What! I, an elder, cannot suppress this kid?"

Heavenly Prison Suppression said in disbelief; he was an existence only one step away from becoming a Saint, his strength far surpassing the peak of the Controlling Wind Realm. Within the Wusheng Academy, he was only secondary to the Saints.

Others, even the Supreme Elders, were suppressed by him, but now his power was effortlessly broken by Chu Fengmian.

"How can Chu Fengmian’s strength be so formidable!"

"Isn’t he just at the Divine Sea Realm? How could he possibly compete with the Punishment Hall Master!"

A few surviving Punishment Hall disciples, upon seeing Heavenly Prison Suppression make a move, initially thought that Chu Fengmian was certain to be suppressed.

After all, Heavenly Prison Suppression was the Hall Master of the Punishment Hall, and his strength had already surpassed that of the Supreme Elders. He was an individual who had half-stepped into the realm of Saints, a so-called Semi-Saint.

And yet, this Semi-Saint couldn’t handle Chu Fengmian, a mere individual of the Divine Sea Realm?

Chu Fengmian’s strength had exceeded everyone’s imagination; it was terrifying to the extreme.

"Didn’t you want to flay Chu and turn his skin into a carpet?"

"Didn’t you want to extract Chu’s fat to make it into oil for your lamps?"

Chu Fengmian glanced over and spotted a few Supreme Elders of the Punishment Hall who had been the loudest in their threats.

"All of you, come here!"

Chu Fengmian waved his hand and directly reached out towards one of them.

"No! Please, no!"

The Supreme Elder began to scream frantically.

"Hall Master, save me!"

Xing Tianlao witnessed the scene and hurriedly took action. If Chu Fengmian continued his killing, the entire penal hall would be left with no one, truly no different from destruction.

"Scram! Your life, Chu will take last!"

Chu Fengmian’s sword edge moved, and Xing Tianlao’s body was once again sent flying, pinned firmly to the ground by spiritual power, rendering him motionless.

This Xing Tianlao, Chu Fengmian hadn’t wanted to kill so quickly.

Seeing Xing Tianlao being thrown aside, the captive Supreme Elder had turned completely pale, even Xing Tianlao was no match for Chu Fengmian.

Now, in this vast penal hall, there was truly no one left to stop Chu Fengmian.

"Chu Fengmian, it was my fault, please spare my life. I swear I will never oppose you again," the Supreme Elder pleaded bitterly.

When calling for Chu Fengmian’s death earlier, he was the most enthusiastic, even wanting to flay Chu Fengmian’s skin for a carpet, and now he was begging for mercy from the same Chu Fengmian.

"Ask now? Too late!"

Chu Fengmian sneered. He certainly wasn’t so soft-hearted as to spare someone just because they begged.

To extinguish the root of future troubles, Chu Fengmian didn’t want to leave himself any problems.

"Die!"

With a squeeze of his hand, the Supreme Elder’s body shattered, turning into countless clouds of blood which Chu Fengmian absorbed into his Slaughter Sword Technique.

At the same time, the skin of the Supreme Elder was left intact, refined into a carpet laid directly on the ground by Chu Fengmian.

"This human skin carpet, I’ll gift it to your penal hall."

"And the light in this penal hall seems to have dimmed a bit, time to add some oil."

Chu Fengmian’s eyes turned to the other Supreme Elders, the same ones who had earlier shouted about wanting to extract Chu Fengmian’s sinews alive for oil.

The oil for the penal hall’s lamps had always been made from human fat, one of their cruelest tortures. Countless disciples had died at the penal hall’s hands, rendered into oil.

Now, it was time for them to taste this kind of suffering.

"In this world, even if we beg him, it’s useless. Let’s strike together. Perhaps we can still kill him in a last-ditch effort!"

Seeing that pleading was futile, the other Supreme Elders felt a chill in their hearts.

One by one, they gathered spiritual power and hurled it toward Chu Fengmian.

"A bunch of ants attempting to overturn the heavens?"

Chu Fengmian’s expression turned frosty as he waved his hand, and a tremendous spiritual power immobilized the group of Supreme Elders.

Beneath the force of this spiritual power, they could not move an inch.

Chu Fengmian waved his hand, and each of the Supreme Elders had a crack appear on their chest, with their body fats being extracted and turned into oil that flew straight into the lamps of the penal hall.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Screams echoed continuously.

Only after all their body fat was drained did Chu Fengmian bring down his palm, killing all the Supreme Elders in a single strike, their blood mist devoured.

These Supreme Elders, one by one, were all exterminated by Chu Fengmian. All the penal hall’s elders and Supreme Elders present had died.

The penal hall was truly destroyed today.

Chu Fengmian followed through with his words; having declared he would obliterate the penal hall, he did precisely that.

The thousand-year-old institution, the awe-inspiring penal hall of Wusheng Academy, now lay in ruins by the hands of Chu Feng alone.

This made Xing Tianlao, having witnessed it all, brim with murderous intent.

"Chu Feng, wait for your death! You will also die! You will accompany our penal hall in the grave!"

Xing Tianlao roared madly, his painstakingly managed penal hall now utterly destroyed by Chu Fengmian, driving him to insanity.