One-click Cultivation System

"Three! How could there be three!?"It's over, it's all over! We're doomed!"    

The martial cultivator who came to deliver the news earlier was trembling uncontrollably all over his body as he spoke with a voice filled with nothing but despair.    

The scene of the white-cloaked man killing Lord Tian An with a single sword slashed seemed to have traumatized him.    

As soon as he saw the white-cloaked man, he looked like a frightened prey that lost all sense of propriety in an instant.    

*Gulp!*    

Ye Lingfeng swallowed his saliva with the utmost difficulty as he muttered with a trembling voice, "How is this possible? Why did they show up here?"    

"Could it be... that our Martial Experts have all been slaughtered by them already? No... that can't be true! Absolutely not!"    

"That sword! It's the spirit artifact of the leader of the Alpha Lion Hunting Group!"    

Ye Tian stood petrified in fear as he shifted his gaze toward the longsword in the hands of one of the white-cloaked men.    

"Doesn't that sword belong to the chairman of the Red Stone Chamber of Commerce?!"    

Ye Zhi exclaimed in utter disbelief, "Wasn't he supposed to be an Advanced Martial Expert? Could it be that he's also been killed?!"    

"What?!"    

Ye Lingfeng's face turned frozen stiff as a great sense of fear began devouring his entire being.    

At this point, he clearly knew that the Martial Experts had all been killed just as Su Lang said previously.    

However, he still could not come to accept such a ridiculous outcome.    

After all, there were more than twenty Martial Experts! They certainly weren't people that could be underestimated or looked down upon. So, how could they possibly have been slaughtered by an insignificant brat who had just crawled up from the bottom only a few days ago?    

Surely, something this absurd could only occur in one's fantasies!    

"Agh!"    

At this moment, the incomparably terrified martial cultivator could no longer withstand the pressure and ran frantically towards the outer perimeter of the camp.    

*Swoosh!*    

Upon the flash of a certain longsword, the fleeing martial cultivator was instantly beheaded.    

As the head plopped helplessly on the ground, the headless corpse staggered a few more steps before collapsing onto the ground. At the same time, the blood that gushed upwards from the neck instantly dyed the soil crimson.    

*Gasp!*    

Gazing at the scarlet red with frightened expressions, Ye Lingfeng and others could not help but feel a certain frost shivering down their spines. It was as if a python was slithering around their entire body.    

In the next moment.    

"Run!"    

With a loud roar, Ye Lingfeng immediately fled without any regard for the others' safety.    

After all, there wasn't a single secret in this world more important than his very own life.    

"Quick, protect Lingfeng and run!"    

Ye Tian and the others shouted with a deep voice as they surrounded Ye Lingfeng and rushed out of the camp.    

Since Ye Lingfeng possessed extraordinary talent and even had the potential to become a Martial King or even a Martial Emperor in the future, everyone surrounded him in an attempt to protect him for the Ye Family's sake.    

"Don't even think about leaving today."    

Su Lang spoke in a cold and indifferent voice as his bloodthirst caused everyone to tremble in fear.    

As the wind beneath his feet surged forth, Su Lang dashed towards the group of cultivators along with his three clones like a hurricane with the intention to kill every single one of them.    

"My son, hurry up and run as far away as you can!"    

Ye Xiangming turned around and pulled out his sword as he aimed his series of slashes at Su Lang.    

"The Ninth Form of the Spatial Crack!"    

With a single flick of his wrist, Su Lang's Violent Spirit Sword pierced through Ye Xiangming's heart like a wyrm diving into the sea.    

"Father!"    

Upon witnessing this scene, Ye Lingfeng erupted into a fit of rage as his eyes instantly turned bloodshot.    

Despite his grief, he did not slow down at all as he quickly fled into the distance.    

"All of you must die. Don't even think of escape my wrath alive!"    

Su Lang kicked Ye Xiangming's lifeless body away and continued to chase after the rest of the group.    

With that, the hunters had officially become the hunted.    

All the cultivators that Su Lang and his clones came across were all killed without mercy. Wails of pain reverberated through the forest that was quickly turning crimson with streams of blood seeping through the earth.    

With all of the Mortal Realm Cultivators dead, it was now the Martial Experts' turn to suffer.    

The first one to be hunted down was the Initial Martial Expert who first came to deliver the message. He was no match for Su Lang at all as he was sent to hell with a single flick of Su Lang's sword.    

"Yang Tianrui, I order you to turn back and stop the enemy!"    

Noticing Su Lang's presence getting closer and closer behind them, Ye Lingfeng ordered Yang Tianrui to sacrifice himself to buy more time for them without any hesitation.    

"Young Master Ye... I...!"    

Although Yang Tianrui was indeed the patriarch of the Yang Family, he was nonetheless only a mere Intermediate Martial Expert.    

After witnessing Su Lang's overwhelming combat strength, how could he be willing to turn back?    

"Quick, just think about your family!"    

Upon catching sight of Su Lang — hot on their tails — Ye Lingfeng immediately shouted as a wave of fear encompassed him.    

"Agh!"    

Yang Tianrui let out a reluctant growl before turning around to face Su Lang.    

"It's you! It's all because of you that I've fallen into this pit!"    

Boiling with undying hatred for the man running towards him, Yang Tianrui lifted out his sharp sword and rushed forward while gnashing his teeth.    

In the next second...    

Yang Tianrui's body went limp as his head flew away into the distance.    

His corpse fell powerlessly as Su Lang continued to dash forward as if he just dealt with an annoying mosquito buzzing around him.