Chapter 491
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Chapter 491: Dawn’s Ambush!
However, Su Yi ultimately, albeit reluctantly, abandoned that prized sword. For disciples of the Divine Sword School, the sword is their lifeblood, and they cannot afford to be too drastic.
Gazing at the receding figures of those two youths, it took quite a while before Zhang Diyun could fully regain his composure.
He actually lost, and his defeat was so thorough.
Like the rest, he too had been completely stripped of everything he had…
“Swoosh…”
Shortly after, figures started appearing around, with many disciples of the Divine Sword School arriving.
“It’s Senior Brother Zhang Diyun!”
“What happened to Senior Brother Zhang Diyun? It seems like he has suffered a heavy blow!”
Upon seeing the disheveled and wretched state of Zhang Diyun, disciples from the Divine Sword School were visibly alarmed.
Considering Zhang Diyun’s level of cultivation and strength, it is astonishing that he has suffered such a severe blow. It makes one wonder about the formidable level of his opponent’s power and skill.
“Swoosh…”
Numerous figures came soaring through, emanating powerful and mighty auras.
Soon, a dozen figures arrived, causing the disciples of the Divine Sword School in the vicinity to tremble inwardly at their aura.
“It’s Senior Yun Lingfeng; he has arrived!”
The expressions of the Divine Sword School disciples in the vicinity changed dramatically as they gazed at one of those who had just arrived. There was a mixture of amazement, yearning, and astonishment in their eyes.
Amongst these dozen figures, a young man took the lead with lingering afterimages and directly approached Zhang Diyun.
The young man seemed to be youthful, with a straight nose and ruby lips. His slender and graceful figure was enhanced by the white robe he wore. He appeared slender, yet his frame did not emanate frailty. His black eyes scanned the surroundings with a delicate yet uncaring expression before settling on Zhang Diyun. He responded calmly, “It appears there are two persons involved.” Who are they, that they could even cause you to stumble?”
Zhang Diyun stood with his treasured sword thrust into the storefront, blood soaking the corners of his mouth and his hair in disarray. His gaze fixed on Yun Lingfeng. After a little hesitation, he raised his hand, pulled up his sleeves, and wiped the blood from his lips. He said, “Su Yi, and there’s another one named Situ Muyang. It was them who plundered us!”
“Chase.”
Upon hearing this, beneath Yun Lingfeng’s long eyelashes, his dazzling black eyes radiated a solemn and fluctuating aura. His brows slightly furrowed as he waved his hand towards the accompanying group of young men and women. With a calm and detached voice, he uttered, “Pursue!” “Whoosh, whoosh…”
As soon as the words fell, Yun Lingfeng’s figure departed ahead, with a surge of energy emanating from the dozen figures behind him, swiftly following suit!
“Su Yi, the person smashing the black bricks, is Su Yi!”
“I knew it was that little scoundrel; there couldn’t be anyone else!”
“Who is that Situ Muyang? I haven’t heard of him before!”
“Su Yi, has that guy become so strong? He actually defeated senior brother Zhang Diyun; this is truly terrifying!”
“Their cooperation is merely a joint effort. In a one-on-one confrontation, they would certainly not be a match for senior brother Zhang Diyun!”
“Senior brother Yun Lingfeng has intervened, now that Su Yi is in for a major setback!”
“…”
The entire venue was shaken and filled with excitement, and this news spread immediately.
The person who attacked them was Su Yi; among the disciples of the Divine Sword School, it seems that not many were surprised. However, the plundering of Zhang Diyun shocked everyone.
Su Yi defeated Zhang Diyun, although in collaboration with someone else, it was enough to leave people astounded.
…
In a concealed location, rocks are scattered all around, with a pervasive mist in the air.
“There are many direct disciples around us, probably thinking that we would flee, but we deliberately choose not to leave, letting them search slowly.”
Su Yi leaned against a massive boulder, one hand resting behind his head, while the other casually swung a few interspatial bags, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
These interspatial bags were obtained from none other than Zhang Diyun, the ninth-ranked disciple of the Sword Tower. Su Yi speculated in his heart that there must be quite a few valuable items within those space bags.
“The more dangerous a place, the safer it is, hehe.”
Situ Muyang smiled softly, his face paler. He put aside his Wind Battle Armor, displaying a slightly unkempt appearance. He had gained no advantage in his battle with Zhang Diyun.
“Let’s rest for a while and wait until those people leave before we depart,” Su Yi said as he stood up, crossed his legs, and tucked the interspatial bags he held into his embrace.
Situ Muyang placed a healing pill in his mouth, sat cross-legged on the spot, and stared at Su Yi with a tinge of disappointment in his eyes. He stated, “With your strength, you should have defeated Zhang Diyun long ago.” “Why bother making such an effort?”
Situ Muyang was presumably aware of Su Yi’s power and believed that he had significantly enhanced his cultivation since their last battle. Dealing with Zhang Diyun was not a problem for Su Yi, but he had been holding back for unknown reasons.
“Prematurely revealing our true abilities will allow those with ill intentions to prepare in advance, which is detrimental to our interests,” Su Yi chuckled. “Prematurely exposing one’s true strength is definitely not a wise move.”
Situ Muyang felt helpless. Su Yi, on the other hand, seemed to be constantly scheming against others, every single moment.
Situ Muyang was quite heavily injured, and his energy was also depleted to a considerable extent. He ignored Su Yi and began internal cultivation, refining medicinal pills, and cultivating breathing exercises.
Situ Muyang was overcome with emotion this time when he and Zhang Diyun battled. Indeed, there were some really strong people at the Divine Sword School. His encounter with Zhang Diyun would not have turned out this way if he hadn’t lately consumed that spiritual medicine, which caused his cultivation to soar by two levels.
…
“It really is that Su Yi!”
“Those two individuals, Su Yi and Situ Muyang, are the ones who attacked and robbed us. They are utterly detestable!”
“Senior Brother Zhang Diyun was also defeated. Have Su Yi and Situ Muyang become so formidable?”
“I heard that Senior Brother Zhang Diyun has already reached the fifth stage of the Yuan Spirit Realm!”
“…”
The news of Zhang Diyun being defeated and plundered has spread, stunning everyone.
Amidst the moonlight shimmering like refined silk, in a secluded place between massive stones, Su Yi and Situ Muyang engage in deep meditation and harmonious breath control.
Su Yi is fine, just a little bit depleted, without any actual injuries.
However, Situ Muyang suffered considerable injuries in the confrontation with Zhang Diyun, failing to gain any advantage.
After several hours, as the dawn approached, Situ Muyang was still engaged in deep meditation and breath control.
Situ Muyang suffered significant injuries, and even after several hours, the healing elixir he took didn’t bring about much recovery. However, a faint blush had returned to his pallid complexion, restoring a hint of vitality. This is the evidence of the remarkable cultivation method he cultivates.
Before dawn, the sky is dark, and all is silent in the stillness of the night.
“Swoosh!”
A beastly figure silently emerges from the void, descending upon Su Yi without a trace of sound. Its sharp claws extend, gleaming with a frigid light, as a formidable tempest of power erupts in this fleeting moment.
Su Yi’s eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened wide. A torrential rush of searing energy erupted from within his body at the same time. He accelerated forward, engulfing his fist with the essence of his energy and charging forth with determination.
“Bang!”
A muffled sound reverberates abruptly in the darkness before dawn, as vitality surged and radiance shone brilliantly.
