Chapter 70: Shen Chen is here!

On the way, too many disciples died in front of Shen Chen's eyes. The terrain between the three places had almost pushed the group to the brink of collapse. Every time they were about to climb a hill or a hillside, everyone's heart trembled, fearing that when they looked back, they would see another familiar face lying dead in the distance.

"Don't look, no more looking back, hurry up and move, whoever looks back, I'll give them a slap, go quickly!!"

Old Xie Zhenhai pounded his chest and shouted hoarsely. In the sect, apart from Old Situ Chuan, he was the highest in seniority. At this moment, he was enduring the pain in his heart to ensure that the group could survive.

Upon hearing this, everyone trembled slightly. After much struggle, they finally gritted their teeth and rushed over a hill without looking back.

"That is... Fang Han and the others. How did Jiang Yihan lose an arm? Poor little apprentice, who was so doted on by my father. It's the fault of the concubine for not being able to protect you..." At a fork in the road, Situ Ya, with her sharp eyes, was the first to notice a group of people ahead, who were some of the outstanding disciples in the sect, including Fang Han, Jiang Yihan, Zhang Lin, Liu Feng, and He Pengtao. However, when she saw Jiang Yihan's severed arm, her eyes welled up with tears, and she became extremely sad.

When Fang Han and his group saw it was Shen Chen and the others, they quickly came over. Due to their outstanding cultivation, Fang Han's group had also been like Shen Chen's, not avoiding ravines or rivers, always taking the shortest route to escape. However, Fang Han's group had very bad luck and had once engaged in a fierce battle with the minions of the Netherworld Palace, barely managing to escape.

"Master, Elders..."

At this moment, the two groups met, and when they looked at each other, their faces were filled with sorrow. Many people came forward to greet the elders.

"It's all our fault, making you suffer..." Situ Ya wiped away her tears while treating Jiang Yihan's wound. Seeing this, everyone's eyes dimmed with sorrow.

"This place is not suitable for staying long. You should also come with us!" Old Xie Zhenhai quickly made a decision. This was not the time for sorrow or complaints. Although they were faster, they still hadn't escaped the pursuit of the Netherworld Palace's minions. The slaughter was still ongoing in the visible distance.

"Yes, let's go together!" Situ Ya wiped away her tears, saying that as they met, the elders of the sect naturally couldn't abandon Fang Han's group.

"No, they can't come with us!" At this moment, Shen Chen, who had been gritting his teeth and silent, stood up, a fierce look on his face.

"Why is that?" Old Xie Zhenhai and the others were surprised, almost not believing their ears.

They couldn't believe that the young man, who had been given high hopes by many sect leaders, would be unreasonable and cowardly!

Bringing Fang Han's group would indeed significantly slow down the original group. From a rational perspective, it was a risky move.

However, some things were not about rationality but about the basic底线 of being a person. If this line was crossed, no matter how outstanding Shen Chen was, no one would respect him. After all, this disaster was ultimately caused by him. Before this, everyone had been willing to sacrifice, but if this happened, all their efforts would be in vain, and the sect leader Liao Yan, who was now in an unknown state, would have misjudged him!

"Little Junior Brother, what you said is a bit too much..." Even Qi Zheng, who had strongly supported Shen Chen, frowned at him. Qi Zheng had been enduring a deep breath, almost reaching his limit, but he really didn't want to vent his frustration on this junior brother he admired.

"Sorry, everyone, I didn't explain clearly." The fierce look on Shen Chen's face gradually faded, and he had calmed down, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his chest.

He looked calm and deeply bowed to everyone present. This was what he owed everyone. Words could not express his gratitude. Then, Shen Chen suddenly straightened up and said solemnly, "The disaster is my fault. The people of the Netherworld Palace only have eyes for me. At this point, I can't drag you down anymore. What I meant earlier is that not only can Fang Han's group not follow me, but you, Qi Zheng, and the others can't come with me either!"

"Shen Chen, don't act rashly!" Situ Ya's body trembled, thinking he was going to do something foolish and go to his death, so she quickly shouted.

"Brat, this is not the time to be a hero. Even if you stretch out your neck for those three old ghosts to cut, they won't let the Flowing Cloud Sect off. With me here, you can't do anything foolish!" Old Xie Zhenhai stepped forward and scolded, but the scolding sounded warm to Shen Chen. Not long ago, this old man had been at odds with him, but now he was risking his life to protect him. This sentiment made Shen Chen, even if he was a street thug, feel his eyes well up with tears.

"You should understand this, Little Junior Brother. Listen to me, if you have anger, turn it into the power to cultivate. One day, when you can stand in front of that mighty entity and challenge it, the dead brothers and disciples will rest in peace..." Qi Zheng also came to persuade him.

However, it seemed that Shen Chen had made up his mind. He looked at the disciples and brothers with gratitude, took a step back, and suddenly, without any preparation from the others, he used the Shadow Fox Step to its fullest extent. Not far from the fork in the road was a sheer cliff. In an instant, Shen Chen moved sideways and jumped off the cliff!

"Haha... Everyone, if I, Shen Chen, can survive this, I will repay you with a flood of gratitude. You should hurry on your way and not worry about me!" At the same time, Shen Chen's loud laughter echoed from the cliff.

This happened too suddenly. By the time everyone reacted, Shen Chen had already "fallen off the cliff"!

Of course, with Shen Chen's character, even if he had the idea, he wouldn't be foolish enough to really jump off the cliff to commit suicide. The moment he flew through the air, he grabbed a vine on the edge of the cliff.

"Bang!" Shen Chen's rapidly falling body was soon slowed down as the vine tightened. Then he slightly relaxed his grip and continued to slide down the steep cliff toward the vast valley below.

"Where is Shen Chen..."

At this moment, everyone had rushed to the edge of the cliff and focused their gaze. The young man who had made them extremely anxious was now sliding down the cliff, supported by the vines, and in a moment, he had reached the ground hundreds of feet below in the valley.

Seeing Shen Chen safely land in the deep valley, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, they all showed signs of worry. They remembered where the deep valley was, and they had just passed through it, barely managing to climb up from the wilderness.

Now, although Shen Chen was safe, the journey he had spent half a day on was in vain. To return to the fork on the cliff, he would need at least a quarter of an hour to come back the same way.

Worse still, at this moment, Situ Ya's group noticed that the people of the Netherworld Palace were already charging down from the opposite hilltop into the valley.

"Ha ha ha! Rats of the Netherworld Palace, I, Shen Chen, am here. It was I who killed your so-called Elder Youquan. I killed him. If you have the guts, come and take revenge, ha ha ha..."

Just as everyone was puzzled, Shen Chen's mad laughter echoed from the valley. The voice was clearly produced by channeling his blood energy, each word resounding and loud, and with the echo of the vast valley, it spread out, audible even a few miles away.

Situ Ya's group, standing on the opposite cliff, heard everything clearly. When they heard Shen Chen say he had killed the "Elder Youquan," they were instantly stunned, unable to speak.

As martial artists, they were not unfamiliar with the Netherworld Palace, the mighty entity on the Tianlong Continent. They knew that the Netherworld Palace also had inner and outer sects, and all the elders of the outer sect were respectfully called "Elder You."

Thinking of this, everyone on the cliff was stunned, unable to speak. Although they didn't know the position of the "Elder Youquan" among the outer sect elders, even the weakest one had cultivation far beyond the Blood Fusion stage. In the entire Tianlong Continent, they were considered powerful figures, with status no less than the city lord of Luoyun City, Zhong Wuyan, who ruled a territory of a thousand square miles. Even in a medium-sized force, they would be treated as honored guests.

However, such a powerful figure was killed by a young man. How could this be possible?!

The people on the cliff almost couldn't believe their ears. Was that guy really so monstrous?

"Little Junior Brother, you are becoming more and more surprising..." Qi Zheng looked at the figure gradually disappearing in the valley below, his heart full of complexity...

On the other side, Shen Chen's mad laughter naturally caught the attention of all the Netherworld Palace minions. In an instant, these bloodthirsty, foul-smelling Netherworld Palace disciples, with their eyes full of joy and killing intent, shouted in excitement.

"Shen Chen is there, quick,