Chapter 441
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Chapter 441: Futeng Guang!
If such martial arts were to spread, they could potentially stir waves throughout the entire Central State.
However, the final section mentioned that one must reach the Yuan Void Realm to practice this martial art. If not, it could result in tearing one’s body apart, causing unbearable agony. This left Su Yi in disbelief.
After all the effort put in, one must at least achieve the Yuan Void Realm to be eligible for cultivation.
Among the vast amount of information lay the intricate and profound cultivation method of the Bound Dragon Skies Wind Realm.
“Is there truly no way to cultivate this…?” Su Yi skimmed through the cultivation method, feeling some uncertainty. After all, the Hundred Transformations Step was also a wind attribute martial art of the Emperor Grade, and he had succeeded in mastering it. Yet, he had never been able to cultivate the Thirteen Swords of the Roaring Gale.
After a moment’s thought, Su Yi decided to put this aside for now. At least in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, it seemed impractical to try. It would be better to study it further in the future.
For now, this martial art had been etched into his mind, and it couldn’t be forgotten. His current collection of martial arts and techniques was sufficient for the time being.
After organizing his thoughts and estimating that Situ Muyang would need a day or two to recover from his injuries, Su Yi took the opportunity to practice in the mysterious space.
Meanwhile, Su Yi remained calm and was not at all concerned about the Sword-patterned Stones.
However, at that very moment, the entire Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords had descended into chaos. Over thirty thousand inner and outer disciples were trembling in fear, facing a harsh and unforgiving reality.
Demon beast hordes roamed the area like a Beast Tide, relentlessly sweeping forward. Their primary targets were inner disciples, with demon leaders of various strengths leading the charge and clearing everything in their path.
Some inner disciples tried to cooperate in an emergency. The inner disciples on each sword peak formed temporary alliances to contain these demon beasts.
However, their efforts were futile. These demon beasts were far too vicious, some being at the Demonic Spirit Realm level, with the strongest even reaching the third grade of the Demonic Spirit Realm. The inner disciples stood no chance.
Many inner disciples were stripped of their space bags, severely wounded, and left in utter defeat.
Fortunately, these demon beasts didn’t kill them, which was puzzling, but they plundered everything they had.
In just a few days, the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords had descended into complete chaos. Everything was in turmoil.
The Divine Sword School’s inner and outer disciples, numbering in the tens of thousands, found themselves in disarray. Instead of looking for Sword-patterned Stones, they were struggling to keep their own lives. The situation was grim, with desperate cries for help echoing through the battlefield.
“I’ve never seen anything like this before!”
“These demon beasts have gathered together and are attacking us!”
“This is a disaster! We can’t get through the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords!”
Each inner disciple was dejected, helpless, and covered in wounds.
“Something must have gone terribly wrong!”
The once orderly jungle was now a mess, with broken trees and shattered boulders. Figures rushed about in disarray, with one young man in the lead, appearing to be around twenty-one or twenty-two years old. He wore an inner disciple emblem, his clothes bloodied, his hair a mess, and his face pale and grim.
“Martial Brother Futeng Guang, what do we do now?”
Several disheveled young men asked the leader, all of them ragged and in despair.
“Wait, there are still two days left until the direct disciples arrive. By then, these vile creatures will suffer!”
Futeng Guang’s expression turned dark as he spoke. He had believed that as long as he performed competently in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, he would have a good chance of becoming a direct disciple.
With his current cultivation, he believed he was on par with some direct disciples.
But he hadn’t expected the situation in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords to be so different from what he had been told.
The demon beasts had arrived in overwhelming numbers, in an unstoppable surge. If he hadn’t acted quickly and handed over his space bag, the consequences would have been disastrous.
“Senior brother, should we still search for Su Yi? I heard from an outer disciple that Su Yi reached the seventh level of the Heavenly Stairs!”
After a brief hesitation, one of the younger men spoke, his eyes glinting with curiosity. The seventh level of the Heavenly Stairs was the ultimate dream of many, yet it was an unattainable goal.
“Of course, we need to find him. There must be something wrong with the Heavenly Stairs if so many inner disciples have reached the fourth or even fifth levels. The Heavenly Stairs wouldn’t be normal if that wasn’t the case!”
Futeng Guang responded coldly. He refused to believe there was nothing wrong with the Heavenly Stairs, or else so many outer disciples wouldn’t have entered the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords.
Moreover, as Futeng Guang knew, tens of thousands of outer disciples had even reached the fifth level of the Heavenly Stairs, making the issue even clearer.
With a darkened expression, Futeng Guang continued, “Once we find Su Yi’s location, someone will handle him!”
Futeng Guang was not foolish enough to confront Su Yi directly. He had initially wanted to take revenge for his younger brother, Teng Ming. But since it was rumored that Jian Shiyi was defeated, he lacked the confidence to face the person who had defeated Jian Shiyi and was now looking for someone else.
Fortunately, someone would deal with Su Yi. His younger brother Teng Ming had been severely injured and lost the chance to become an inner disciple. It would be tough for him to achieve anything in his cultivation moving forward. This grudge was deep, and it had to be avenged!
…
In the mysterious space, the concentration of celestial energy was so high it resembled a hazy mist.
Su Yi sat cross-legged, surrounded by a flickering red light like flames. From a distance, a small sun seemed to rise within the mist, emanating from his body.
From Su Yi’s body, a scorching energy spread, exuding a pressure that felt ancient.
“Whoosh…”
Strands of reddish light entered Su Yi’s pores, blending with the celestial energy in the mysterious space until they vanished completely.
As the light faded, Su Yi’s hand seal tightened, and his eyes, which had been closed, twitched slightly.
“Shua Shua…”
Suddenly, Su Yi opened his eyes, and within them, two bolts of red light flashed like lightning.
“Boom!”
A powerful aura immediately erupted from Su Yi, causing his robe to flutter and his hair to sway with the force of his movements. The surrounding air trembled briefly before calming down.
“Hoo…”
After taking a deep breath, Su Yi’s eyes returned to their usual deep and calm state, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Su Yi was the only one who knew that he had spent two days cultivating in the mysterious space. However, the results of his training were comparable to a full month outside.
The cosmic energy in this space, and the essence he refined from it, were much purer.
If Su Yi spent a month or two in this mysterious space, he estimated that he could break through to the fifth grade of the Yuan Spirit Realm. But lately, he didn’t have the time to stay in the space for long.
