Chapter 594
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Chapter 594: Visitors From the Sacred Mountain!
Su Yi’s heart, like a small sun suspended in midair, glowed brightly in a vibrant shade of red. It radiated a dazzling crimson light, pulsating with life. It was connected to his flesh, thriving and bursting with vitality, brimming with youthful energy and a flourishing spark of life!
In the void, a brilliant radiance shone, dazzling to the eyes.
Su Yi sat cross-legged, emanating a pure and sacred aura. His bare body was flawless, without any imperfections.
At this moment, the aura emanating from Su Yi began to steadily rise, roaring and surging.
As time passed in the outside world, half a month had already gone by in the blink of an eye.
“Ow…”
In the calm void, many fierce and ferocious birds soared, flying across the empty space.
As one ferocious bird spread its wings—several dozen zhangs in length—several figures sat cross-legged on its back. They remained undisturbed by the roaring airflow around them, as still as solid rocks. Not even a single strand of hair or fold in their garments stirred.
“Up ahead is the Divine Sword School. It is said that this time, many talented young disciples have emerged within the school. Some have a mixed bloodline of half-human and half-monster. Some possess extraordinary talents. And there are even those who have received unmatched benefits left behind by the Divine Sword School’s founder. We should pay close attention when the time comes.”
Someone spoke, their gaze profound. Their voice echoed clearly in the vast expanse of the sky as the birds soared and glided.
Upon this ferocious bird mount, a man in his fifties sat cross-legged. He had the appearance of a mature elder, wearing a flowing robe adorned with embroidered patterns resembling badges, signifying a certain status or position.
On the elderly man’s slender face, there was a look of contemplation, as if he was pondering something deeply. His eyes flickered with an uncertain glimmer.
At this moment, if Su Yi were here, he would surely recognize this man at first glance. This person was none other than Wang Quande, the Dharma Protector sent by the Sacred Mountain to Man City in the past. He was also the one who had plunged Su Yi down the cliff of ten thousand feet.
“Su Yi… Is it just a coincidence that they have the same name and surname…?”
Wang Quande murmured to himself, his heart filled with thoughts. He had long forgotten that name, considering it insignificant, as if it had never been etched in his heart.
But recently, news from the Divine Sword School had reached Wang Quande’s ears.
The champion of the Grand Swordsmanship Competition, a disciple named Su Yi, had ascended to the seventh level of the Heavenly Stairs. Their age seemed quite similar, which made Wang Quande suddenly reminisce about that insignificant ant from before.
Wang Quande had joined the group visiting the Divine Sword School this time to personally see if this Su Yi was the same person he had once “killed.”
However, Wang Quande thought to himself that it was simply impossible.
A mere insignificant servant ant—how could he become the top of the young generation in the Divine Sword School in such a short time? It must be a mere coincidence of having the same name and surname.
Still, despite his doubts, Wang Quande decided to see for himself.
“Whoosh…”
In front of the Divine Sword School, the sound of breaking wind resounded. In the distance, many flying demon beasts approached.
Situ Liuyun, Elder Yu Changqing, Elder Shangguan Hu, and many other senior experts of the Divine Sword School appeared in front of the school at this moment. They gazed into the distant void as if waiting for something.
“The people from Sacred Mountain must have a purpose for coming. They claim it’s to discuss matters regarding the Saint Martial Assembly, but I suspect they want to gather information and act accordingly,” Situ Liuyun murmured, his gaze fixed on the depths of the void.
The mighty elders of the Divine Sword School nodded, their brows slightly furrowed. The arrival of the Sacred Mountain’s people, they feared, was not solely for the purpose of discussing the Saint Martial Assembly.
In the mysterious void, where time passed slowly, Su Yi stood firm, with wisps of crimson light swirling around his body.
Faintly, one could see the rise and fall of Su Yi’s chest, beating to a special rhythm. It was neither fast nor slow, but resolute and powerful. If one were to listen carefully, it would resemble the pounding of a celestial drum.
It was a mysterious and peculiar sight. It seemed that with each beat of Su Yi’s chest, the eerie void would tremble in response with a resounding boom.
“Boom!”
A new breath of energy emanated from within Su Yi, surging and soaring, until it finally subsided upon reaching the seventh level of the Yuan Spirit Realm.
At that moment, Su Yi’s breath calmed down, and he opened his eyes. A flicker of crimson light gleamed in his gaze before quickly fading.
Staring at the dim void around him, Su Yi seemed a bit disoriented. Soon, he closed his eyes slightly, delving into the exploration of his inner spiritual power.
After a moment, Su Yi finally shifted his gaze, his eyes filled with surprise and delight.
Su Yi was astonished to find that his heart had transformed into a round sphere, like a miniature sun, radiating ancient, fiery energy. It pulsated with a resounding strength, teeming with vibrant life, limitless and full of vitality.
At this moment, the cultivation aura emanating from his body had also reached the seventh level of the Yuan Spirit Realm, shattering through in one fell swoop.
“Hahaha…”
Immediately, Su Yi chuckled, his laughter filled with joy.
“Yun Lingfeng, now I can ‘thank you’ for your attack!”
Su Yi’s laughter came to a halt as he recalled everything that had happened.
Su Yi, caught off guard by Yun Lingfeng, was stabbed with a divine weapon left behind by the founder of the Divine Sword School. It was incredibly terrifying and unstoppable—even his Indestructible Vajra Body couldn’t withstand it, leaving his heart pierced.
However, to his surprise, in the end, he unknowingly cultivated the third layer of the Heavenly Sun Heart, eventually transforming his body into the Chaotic Yuan Demonic Body.
At that moment, a thought crossed Su Yi’s mind.
“It seems like there is someone… The voice sounds very familiar…”
Su Yi muttered to himself, his gaze lowered in deep thought. During this time, he seemed to have heard familiar voices before. It appeared that there were other people in this eerie place.
Su Yi raised his gaze, surveying the eerie and dim space all around him. It was hazy, and there seemed to be nothing—except for a broken and incomplete sword and a few spatial bags that had fallen not far away.
“Is anyone there? Can you hear what I’m saying?”
Su Yi spoke up and asked tentatively.
Unfortunately, no one responded.
“Could I have misheard?” murmured Su Yi, speaking to himself in a hushed tone.
“Kid, do you think it looks good to be naked?”
Suddenly, at that very moment, a faint voice was heard, reaching Su Yi’s ears.
