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    Chapter 1552: Blood Phoenix Splitting Heaven

    "Impossible! Why is he so strong! This clearly isn’t the aura of a Yuan Emperor at the Second Stage!" Ouyang Yuanfeng exclaimed in shock.

    Su Yi stood proudly in the air, his steps slightly floating. He stopped and merged with the Shadow of Emperor Sparrow. He was bathed in a shining golden flame, resembling a god of fire.

    After the battle in the Nine-star Disastrous Sea, Su Yi had greatly improved both in combat experience and mind. With Emperor Sparrow’s technique alone, he could directly engage in a deadly battle with a Ninth Level Yuan Emperor.

    The vast Ouyang Jinwei domain was filled with turbulent winds and a divine aura reached the sky. Ouyang Yuanfeng was oppressed by a terrifying and imposing pressure.

    "This saint king’s technique is quite impressive. Even with Ouyang Yuanfeng using an incomplete saint king’s technique, it still has such an effect! Alright, let’s quickly end this battle!" Su Yi examined the surging energy within him and focused his thoughts.

    On the other side, Ouyang Yuanfeng’s aura surged, and a huge hazy figure appeared like a saint in the sky. Whispering softly, he said, "Don’t think that killing a few Sacred Mountain disciples can make you disregards the existence of Sacred Mountain. Sacred Mountain is a presence you can never surpass!"

    Surging aura, crimson eyes. In an instant, Su Yi gazed at the enormous and sacred hazy figure, his fingers gradually tightening, and the space in front of him began to distort and break like paper.

    With a powerful explosion of sacred aura, a punch rumbled out with a sound like thunder, shaking the heavens and crushing everything in its path.

    A sinister aura emanated from Ouyang Yuanfeng’s golden eyes. His whole body radiated divine brilliance, like a saint descending from the heavens, combining with the unparalleled power of a Ninth Level Yuan Emperor. It seemed as if the sun, moon, and stars were flowing around him.

    "Su Yi, I demand that you pay with your cultivation for Wei’er’s lifelong cultivation!"

    "Su Yi!" cried Yun Qing, her eyes filled with nervousness.

    "Boom!"

    Su Yi, floating in the air, had a sharp gleam in his eyes. He shouted loudly, "I will avenge Sacred Mountain myself!"

    "Bang!"

    Emperor Sparrow flapped its wings, emanating a powerful and menacing aura. Its divine flames were like a ferocious beast capable of destroying everything. Ripples of energy spread outwards like boiling water.

    "Bang!"

    Above the void, thunderous roars echoed through the universe, turning the surrounding grass and stones into ashes.

    The thunderous roar and the piercing screech shattered the clouds and split the rocks!

    A fierce aura filled the void, with a red glow permeating the entire Ouyang Jinwei region. It felt as if an earthquake was happening, accompanied by a terrifying pressure from heaven and earth.

    "Good… so strong!" Li Ling backed away quickly with Ouyang Jinwei, her eyes full of astonishment. In the distance, there was still a figure among the jungle, their eyes fiercely pulsating.

    Yun Qing took Wood Spirit God and quickly retreated thirty yards.

    In this confrontation, Yun Qing, at the Second Level of the Yuan Emperor Realm, faced the formidable opponent from the Ninth Grade of the Yuan Emperor Realm, Sacred Mountain. This kind of challenge across levels stirred a wave of emotions in Yun Qing. A surge of determination and excitement burned within her heart. She knew that Su Yi had not yet revealed his true strength!

    "Finally, I’ve found the person I’ve been looking for! Mother, can you see it?" Yun Qing’s eyes glistened with tears, and her lips trembled.

    "Snap, snap!"

    The ground cracked and fissures spread violently beneath the captain. Countless spiderweb-like patterns emerged.

    Both of them began to retreat. Su Yi’s body radiated a radiant and transcendent light. Four strands of vital energy glowed brilliantly, his robes fluttered, and fiery runes surged throughout his body. He appeared like a young war god, proudly overlooking the ancient sky.

    Ouyang Yuanfeng’s gaze gradually turned solemn. Su Yi’s talent surpassed his understanding. At the age of eighteen or nineteen, he had achieved cultivation comparable to Ouyang’s own decades of practice.

    Without giving it their all today, it would be difficult to completely defeat this young man. Ouyang’s own vital energy was already depleted by more than half. Looking at Su Yi’s continuously surging light, he believed that Su Yi had reached the end of the road.

    Ouyang Yuanfeng’s eyes wandered and showed a chilly gaze. Feeling the presence from the dense forest behind him, he silently cursed, "What an old man, hiding behind to watch the show!"

    In a moment of thought, Ouyang Yuanfeng had already let go. After all, he only came in for Wei’er’s sake, using an excuse. It would be best if he could snatch the Water Crimson Heavenly Crystal. For now, he would deal with that troublemaker Su Yi first, and then get rid of you like a little dog!

    At this moment, Ouyang Yuanfeng’s killing intent surged once again. He would give it his all, instantly trying to kill Su Yi in a flash. Suddenly, all around him, it felt like gods were descending from the heavens. The immense holy light directly enveloped Su Yi, creating a swirling storm.

    "Swish!"

    Su Yi directly spread his wings in mid-air, and behind him, the Shadow of Emperor Sparrow screeched. In this moment, his body was surrounded by blazing flames, burning the vast world. There were constantly rising ripples of fiery red space around him, releasing unparalleled demonic power.

    "I’ll burn everything in the world, roam freely in the ancient heavens and earth! In the vast universe, I am the only one to be revered!"

    These words formed in Su Yi’s mind, and a tremendously heavy giant sword appeared in his hand. It was the Blood Demon Killing Excalibur that had accompanied Su Yi in his battles for many years.

    "Old pal, we meet again. Let’s cultivate together in the future!" Su Yi smirked, coldly overlooking the world.

    Within the Shadow of Emperor Sparrow, the illusion behind Su Yi continued to flap and change. The fiery light and flames burned everything in the world, as if an unparalleled divine fire was destroying all things. His wings unleashed endless storms, shattering the golden holy light that filled the sky.

    Under a blanket of fire and golden light, Su Yi slowly closed his eyes and entered a state of enlightenment. Li Ling covered her mouth in surprise and exclaimed, "What is he doing!"

    With an unmatched assault accompanied by a raging storm, it directly struck in front of Su Yi. Ouyang Yuanfeng sneered, "Hmph! Knowing that you’re going to die, are you surrendering?"

    Only Yun Qing on the side had a serious and thoughtful look in her eyes and whispered, "No, he’s having an epiphany! He’s entering a frightening stage of understanding sword intent!"

    In Su Yi’s hand, the Blood Demon Killing Excalibur was like a colossal battle axe, while the Shadow of Emperor Sparrow was ablaze, and its wings unleashed a storm that shattered the awe-inspiring holy light.

    Once heavy to the touch, the sword in Su Yi’s hands, after he concentrated and calmed himself, had ancient runes flowing across its body, exuding a mysterious and unfathomable aura. In Su Yi’s hands, the sword’s radiance sliced through the air, causing intense spatial fluctuations in the surroundings.

    The phoenix seized the sword, its flames ablaze in the sky!

    At this moment, Su Yi was the epitome of the Overlord Sect, facing the Sacred Mountain. Taking one step at a time, Su Yi had carried the burden of the Overlord Sect up until now.

    Ouyang Yuanfeng, who was now within arm’s reach, had a constant flow of golden light and powerful energy surging around his body. It seemed as if he was influenced by an energy that spanned across heaven and earth. The waves of his surging battle intent rolled like tides, and he tightly fixed his eyes on Su Yi. This time, he couldn’t retreat either!

    He was the Central Region City Master, the direct disciple of the Sacred Mountain, looking at Ouyang Jinwei lying on the ground, appearing completely helpless.

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