Chapter 582
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Chapter 582: Burial!
“Haha…”
Yun Lingfeng coughed up blood, yet a smile appeared at the corner of his lips. He reached out and tightly gripped a crimson sword radiating a dim but intimidating aura. Ancient and mysterious symbols adorned its surface, sending a shiver down the spine of anyone who glanced at it.
“This is…”
Elder Bai Mingshan couldn’t help but tremble, his sharp gaze piercing like lightning.
“The divine weapon Crimson Dragon, left by the Supreme Ancestor, has a special connection with me!”
Yun Lingfeng declared, his tousled hair framing a face alight with a triumphant smile.
“Hahaha…”
Elder Bai Mingshan burst into hearty laughter, his voice resonating with energy. The sound merged with the crackling of lightning, creating a thunderous, deafening effect.
At that moment, all eyes turned to Yun Lingfeng. One by one, their gazes fixated on the crimson sword in his hand.
The sword, as red as blood, captivated everyone. Hearts skipped a beat as fervent excitement rippled through the crowd. A subtle realization seemed to dawn upon them all.
“The Divine Sword School is truly fortunate to have the divine weapon Crimson Dragon, left behind by the ancestor. And Lingfeng is blessed by fate to possess it!”
Elder Bai Mingshan approached with laughter, his voice booming with excitement and joy. His words echoed across the skies.
“Divine weapon Crimson Dragon, left by the ancestor!”
The elderly masters felt a chill run down their spines. Although they had already guessed its significance, hearing the confirmation made their hearts surge with anticipation and excitement.
For countless years, the supreme treasure left by the ancestral elder had eluded everyone.
But today, that unparalleled treasure—the divine weapon Crimson Dragon—had fallen into the hands of Yun Lingfeng.
Everyone present understood what this represented. The ancestral elder’s ultimate treasure symbolized unimaginable power and destiny.
All eyes fell on Yun Lingfeng as if in unison. With time, this young man would undoubtedly rise to renown across the world!
Even Situ Liuyun’s gaze trembled slightly at the sight of the ancestral elder’s legacy in Yun Lingfeng’s hands.
Yun Lingfeng’s smile widened. With this supreme treasure, his position among the younger generation of the Divine Sword School was now unrivaled.
It was only a matter of time before the entire Central Region, and perhaps the entire continent, fell under his reign.
“Zoom…”
Suddenly, two figures burst out from the exit of Divine Sword Valley.
Two sharp gusts of wind whistled as figures darted forward to catch the newcomers before they hit the ground.
The two rescuers were Situ Liuyun and another elder. The individuals they caught were none other than Situ Muyang and Jian Shiyi.
“Hee hee…”
Situ Muyang’s Wind Battle Armor was shattered, leaving him in a battered state. Blood trickled from his lips as he coughed weakly.
Situ Liuyun’s expression darkened as he swiftly placed a pill into Situ Muyang’s mouth.
“Dad, Boss Su Yi was deliberately killed by Yun Lingfeng…”
As soon as Situ Muyang saw Situ Liuyun, he shouted loudly, his voice filled with sorrow. Tears streamed down his face as his emotions overwhelmed him.
In the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, Su Yi had saved his life multiple times. Even in Divine Sword Valley, Su Yi had always shielded him. Yet now, he could only watch helplessly as Su Yi was buried beneath the collapsing boulders. The guilt and heartbreak weighed heavily on him.
“Su Yi was killed by Yun Lingfeng…”
Situ Muyang’s grief-filled cry echoed, reaching the ears of the experienced elders present. Their expressions turned increasingly complicated.
Situ Liuyun’s eyes flickered, trembling fiercely with emotion as ripples of anger and disbelief surfaced.
Elder Bai Mingshan glanced at Yun Lingfeng, as if seeking confirmation.
Yun Lingfeng let out a soft chuckle, his eyes betraying no remorse.
“Hmm,” he grunted dismissively.
Elder Bai Mingshan’s gaze turned cold. To him, it didn’t matter if Su Yi had been killed by Yun Lingfeng. With the divine weapon Crimson Dragon in Yun Lingfeng’s hands, he was already a step above the rest.
“Su Yi…?”
The elders floating in mid-air turned their gazes to Liu Yunchuan, Qin Fang, and the other disciples who had just arrived. Their eyes burned with curiosity, eager to confirm the truth.
Liu Yunchuan, Qin Fang, and the others nodded slightly, their expressions solemn. Their gestures confirmed that Yun Lingfeng had indeed launched a surprise attack to kill Su Yi and seize the opportunity.
“Huff…”
Gasps spread throughout the crowd as the truth settled in.
Su Yi had been deliberately killed by Yun Lingfeng.
For someone as talented as Su Yi, this loss was an immense blow that the Divine Sword School could hardly afford to bear.
However, everyone knew all too well that with Su Yi’s death, the entire Divine Sword School was likely to be plunged into great turmoil.
After all, Su Yi was no longer just an outer disciple—he had become the disciple of that particular person!
“Yun Lingfeng, you have such great courage!”
With a thunderous shout, Situ Liuyun, unable to contain his anger, caused his voice to reverberate across the skies. His piercing gaze locked onto Yun Lingfeng as a fierce aura surged around him.
Under the weight of such an aura, Yun Lingfeng’s heart trembled, and unease crept into his very soul.
“Boom!”
The ground shook violently, and all of Divine Sword Valley began to tremble. The energy that had been contained for so long erupted from the void above, unable to be restrained any longer.
The mountains crumbled, the ground split open, and it felt as though the end of days had arrived. Divine Sword Valley exploded like a violent volcano!
An energy storm surged skyward, billowing like mushroom clouds. The deafening explosions reverberated through the air, leaving a ringing sensation in everyone’s ears.
“Move back quickly, hurry!”
Witnessing the terrifying spectacle, the elders and powerful figures of the Divine Sword School were filled with shock. If they were caught in the chaos, they too would be buried in the destruction.
Figures retreated rapidly as Divine Sword Valley sank, rupturing in every direction. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and beams of light pierced the heavens. The earth quaked, and the mountains trembled as if the entire world were being overturned.
After what felt like an eternity, the chaos finally subsided. Dust filled the air, gradually settling to restore visibility.
The onlookers exchanged confused glances as they surveyed the destruction. Divine Sword Valley had crumbled entirely, sinking into the ground, with large areas vanishing as though they had been swallowed by the earth itself.
In the distance, many disciples of the Divine Sword School appeared, drawn by the immense commotion. The sheer magnitude of the destruction sent shockwaves through the school.
Staring at the collapsed valley from afar, the disciples gasped in astonishment, their faces pale with fear. They had no idea what had transpired. The forbidden area, known only to a select few, held secrets far beyond their comprehension.
“Divine Sword Valley has closed itself off and buried itself. Disperse at once!”
An ancient voice echoed through the void, reaching the ears of many.
Yet not everyone heard this voice. Many remained completely unaware, never having been privy to the secrets of Divine Sword Valley.
“It is said that Divine Sword Valley is the sacred resting place of our ancestors—powerful warriors of the Divine Sword School!”
“Brother Yun Lingfeng has received the supreme blessings left by the Elder Ancestor! This is an immense fortune!”
“From now on, Brother Yun Lingfeng will be unmatched among his peers!”
As time passed, the events within Divine Sword Valley spread throughout the school. The commotion was impossible to hide, capturing everyone’s attention.
“Oh my goodness, that is the incredible treasure left by the Elder Ancestor. Yun Lingfeng will surely roam freely across the Central Region now!”
Some disciples couldn’t help but feel envious. Yun Lingfeng had obtained the Elder Ancestor’s supreme blessings, a stroke of unimaginable luck.
“It’s such a pity that Su Yi is gone. They say he had heavenly-grade talent!”
Regret lingered among many. Su Yi’s extraordinary talent and remarkable potential had been lost forever, leaving an air of sorrow in their hearts.
“Yun Lingfeng is too ruthless! It must be because he was resentful and jealous after his defeat in the Grand Swordsmanship Competition that he killed Su Yi,” an outer disciple remarked indignantly.
“Keep your voice down! Yun Lingfeng is not someone to provoke right now!”
Another whispered urgently, cautioning them. As outer disciples, they knew they lacked the qualifications to voice such opinions openly.
