Chapter 1241
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Chapter 1241: Fifth Saint Child!
Since it’s not inherited from Situ Liuyun, it’s very likely because of Situ Muyang’s mother.
Many elders of the Divine Sword School have no idea what kind of wife Situ Liuyun married over a decade ago!
Although a few people vaguely know that the woman has a powerful backing, only a few highly respected figures in the Divine Sword School truly know her origin.
"Swish, swish…"
Several figures swiftly dashed through the sky, as fast as lightning.
"Hiss, hiss…"
As Situ Muyang chased them, one by one, he killed the Ice Sky Winged Wolves, crashing them into the mountains below.
Not long after, except for the massive head wolf, all the Ice Sky Winged Wolves were killed.
"You can’t escape!"
These words came out of Situ Muyang’s mouth. He felt a surge of energy flowing through his body and forming a black shadow of a flowing mountain peak around him!
The shadow of the mountain peak was magnificent, tens of zhangs (Chinese measurement) tall, and it was created by his waving hands!
"Boom…"
The shadow of the mountain peak moved across the sky, ruthlessly suppressing and descending towards the wolf.
"Roarrrr…"
The leader wolf roared, releasing waves of chilling coldness that froze the space, trying to resist fiercely against the sky!
However, the shadow of the mountain peak emitted an extremely heavy aura, madly grinding and pressing down.
"Crack, crack…"
The ice cracked and shattered, breaking apart inch by inch.
Finally, the shadow of the mountain peak came crashing down with a loud "boom," fiercely smacking the wolf onto a hill below!
The ground caved in, turning the rocks into dust and wood into scattered pieces.
A pool of blood mixed with the dust, the wolf’s body shattered into pieces, dead beyond dead.
"It’s a pity it’s not the Demonic Void Realm, not even a demonic core."
Situ Muyang landed and took a quick glance at the battlefield, a look of regret on his face.
With his vitality flowing, the frost on his body also melted, releasing a mist.
He didn’t stay here for long, after a moment, he swiftly moved into the forest, without flying.
This is the Forest of Demons, where everything must be done quietly. This is what Situ Muyang figured out himself.
It wasn’t very difficult for him to cross here and go to the Chaos Realm using his cultivation.
But if he showed off, he would definitely die easily.
Everyone knows that the Forest of Demons is very barren and lacks everything, except for demon beasts.
Especially here, there are many powerful demon beasts. Situ Muyang is exceptionally talented, but if he encounters powerful beings like the Demonic Void Realm or even the Demonic Emperor Realm, there’s only a one-way road to death.
"Chaos Realm, Little Teacher Uncle, here I come!"
Whispering softly, Situ Muyang continues on his journey towards the direction of the Demon Woods.
If he passes through there, he will reach the Chaos Realm. However, the Demon Woods will also be the greatest danger.
…
The most prosperous place in the Central Region is undoubtedly the Sacred Mountain.
In this place, there is a lot of spiritual energy. Between the layers of mountains, clusters of mist swirl like colorful smoke and clouds. The mountains are lush and green, with beautiful flowers blooming and graceful butterflies dancing. It looks like a fairyland on Earth.
On top of a towering mountain peak, a young man with long flowing hair emerges from the mist. He stands still in the air, with one hand behind his back. Looking around, his figure is slender and his face handsome, like a jade sculpture.
The young man appears to be less than thirty years old, but he exudes a unique charm, like a child of the heavens. His presence is ethereal and serene.
"Saint Child, you have come out of seclusion!"
Shortly after the young man walks out, an old man swiftly approaches and stands behind him, speaking respectfully.
"Hmm!"
The young man responds softly, without saying much.
"Saint Child, you have reached the ninth level of the Yuan Void Realm!"
After a moment, the old man trembles and looks up at the young man with a shocked and terrified expression on his face.
"Great! After more than a year of closed-door cultivation, he just broke through to the ninth level of the Yuan Void Realm."
The young man remained calm upon hearing this, and simply nodded lightly in response.
"That’s fantastic! Congratulations, Saint Child! The Yuan Emperor Realm is not far away!"
The old man went from being shocked to becoming excited, and bent down again to speak, his voice trembling.
However, the young man just smiled at this and said, "Old Mo, I wonder if anything major has happened in Sacred Mountain during this past year. Fill me in."
The young man descended from the sky with a calm and relaxed demeanor, and stood before the old man.
"Something big…"
When mentioned, the old man named Old Mo’s expression froze. After a moment of hesitation, he gave a bitter smile and said, "Indeed, something major has happened, and it’s a sensation across six continents, three states, and one sea!"
"Oh?"
The young man suddenly became interested and asked in a soft voice, "Please don’t keep me in suspense, Mr. Mo, tell me about it."
Mr. Mo organized his thoughts and then slowly said, "This matter needs to be traced back to last year’s Saint Martial Assembly. At that time, the Saint Child was in seclusion, so nine Saint Children represented the Sacred Mountain and participated in the Saint Martial Assembly. However, they encountered a young boy and suffered a big defeat!"
"Nanan Ruyu? Suffered a big defeat?"
The young man seemed confused for a moment, as if he doubted whether he had misheard something. He curiously asked, "The age limit for the Saint Martial Assembly is below twenty-five. Even though Nanan Ruyu is not yet twenty, it would be extremely difficult for the Central Region to find someone who can compete with him. And as Mr. Mo just said, the person who defeated him was still a young boy?"
"That’s right, this young boy is named Su Yi. He represented the Overlord Sect in the battle. However, the Overlord Sect is just a fabrication, as he was originally a disciple of the Divine Sword School. In fact, if you think about it, Su Yi should have been a disciple of our Sacred Mountain."
Mr. Mo swallowed and continued, saying so.
For some reason, whenever Su Yi’ name was mentioned, he felt an endless shock in his heart, unable to calm down.
"He should have been a disciple of the Sacred Mountain? This is getting more and more intriguing! Please continue, Mr. Mo!"
With this, the young man became even more interested and gestured for the old man to continue.
"Su Yi was extremely talented, defeating nine Saint Childs…"
Elder Mo organized his thoughts and then meticulously told the young man everything about Su Yi.
Starting from the intense battle at the Saint Martial Assembly, the terrifying fights in the Sacred Martial Secret Realm, and the involvement of the powerful individuals from the Sacred Mountain, Su Yi, Xi Wuqing, Xu Chen, Flame Scale, and Su Xiaoshuai, surrounded by the Sacred Mountain, formed a sworn brotherhood and ultimately broke free.
Furthermore, various news came from the Chaos Realm later on. That young man actually established an Overlord Sect and achieved great success at the Alliance Conference.
Elder Mo didn’t miss a single detail, roughly recounting everything to the young man. His throat felt dry from all the talking.
The more these past events were mentioned, the more amazed the old man looked.
The young man listened to all of this and was completely overwhelmed, unable to speak for a while.
