Chapter 629
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Chapter 629: The Power of Su Yuntian!
The vicious bird possessed savage and bloodthirsty eyes as it slaughtered mercilessly. These humans stood no match against it.
Just as its claws were about to seize the human leader, the vicious bird’s bloodthirsty eyes suddenly displayed astonishment. Its body experienced a sudden stiffness, as if bound by an unseen force. Its beastly soul trembled as it looked up to see a tall, ancient figure materializing before its eyes. A radiant fist imprint had already struck its avian head.
“Boom!”
A deep, muffled sound spread, and the vicious bird’s head immediately caved in. Its skull cracked and blood splattered, killing it instantly.
The person, having escaped death, found it difficult to regain composure, their gaze trembling fiercely, their legs weakened.
The sudden turn of events shocked everyone in the arena, and their gazes immediately turned toward the newcomer’s sudden appearance.
An old man appeared, floating in mid-air without any visible cultivation beneath his feet. His old and feeble body emanated a somewhat youthful and vibrant energy. His long white hair fluttered, and the wrinkles on his face had mysteriously vanished, revealing a smooth and radiant appearance that faintly showed the sharp contours of his youth.
“It’s Old Man Su Yuntian!”
“The Old Man is here, we are saved!”
When this elder appeared, the entire arena was shocked, but amid the fear and despair, it was as if they had glimpsed a ray of hope. Their gazes were filled with awe and excitement.
When the Immortality Gate had attacked in the past, it was Old Man Su Yuntian who had beheaded the enemy before the formation, a scene that remained vivid in the minds of everyone in Man City.
Even the youngest residents of Man City had heard such tales from an early age.
The gazes around trembled, and their hearts swelled with excitement. Old Man Su Yuntian had finally appeared, and salvation had come.
“Old Man Su Yuntian has emerged from seclusion!”
During the bloody battle ahead, someone sensed movement behind them, turned around, and upon seeing a familiar figure, couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment.
The Old Master had emerged from seclusion!
The young members of the Su family were overjoyed; their patriarch had finally appeared.
“Old Man Su Yuntian is here, let us strike them down!”
“Attack, let us fight them!”
As they beheld Old Man Su Yuntian’s figure, the young members of Man City and various other families engaged in battle felt strength surge within them, as if injected with a powerful stimulant amid their desperation and anger.
Even those who hadn’t witnessed Old Man Su Yuntian’s appearance but heard of it at that moment were equally stirred, unleashing power beyond their normal capabilities.
“The old master has emerged from seclusion!”
Liu Zongyuan, Su Jingting, Mo Lai, and other powerful family members gazed at the familiar figure appearing in the distance, hope arising amid their despair and sorrow.
“Guh!”
Another fierce beast pounced, and Old Man Su Yuntian’s gaze grew solemn. A tremendous aura emanated from within as he shot forward, a formidable presence exploding forth.
The fierce beast screeched before being directly slain and plummeting downward.
The old master soared through the air, his tall and imposing figure clad in flowing robes that rippled slightly. His gaze shimmered with radiance, exuding dignity. As his white hair danced, his eyes scanned the area below with increasing gravity. Upon meeting the familiar figure dressed in a black robe with short hair ahead, his gaze trembled slightly, and his voice thundered, “Zhuba Yi, how dare you attack my Man City!”
“Bang! Bang!”
A deep, muffled sound echoed as the phantom of a savage beast beneath Sacred Mountain’s Steward Wang’s feet shattered. Blood sprayed from his mouth, and his normally graceful figure was sent flying through the void, his face turning deathly pale.
Zhuba Yi’s body merely shook slightly, appearing relaxed and unhurried, as if he hadn’t yet exerted his full strength. He seemed to be planning his moves gradually; otherwise, Steward Wang wouldn’t have endured for so long.
Hearing the deafening sound, Zhuba Yi halted his pursuit of Steward Wang. He turned and fixed his gaze on the familiar figure in the void ahead, his pupils contracting slightly.
“Su Yuntian, you’re uninjured?” Zhuba Yi was astonished. He had received word that Su Yuntian had been grievously wounded and likely couldn’t persist much longer, which had prompted his attack on Man City. However, he now sensed no sign of injury from Su Yuntian, which greatly surprised him.
“Immortality Gate, your treacherous heart persists. I allowed your escape before, but today, you won’t be so fortunate!”
Old Man Su Yuntian’s gaze turned grave. He had permitted Zhuba Yi’s escape previously, allowing him to survive calamity. Now, after twenty years, the Immortality Gate had returned.
“Hmph, you’re merely a Yuan Void Realm cultivator, still insufficient!”
After his initial surprise, Zhuba Yi regained his composure. Setting aside the Green Emperor’s presence, Su Yuntian remained only at the Yuan Void Realm. Within that realm, he feared few individuals; what was there to dread?
“Deal with that old one first!”
Zhuba Yi waved his hand, his voice resonating through the void. Though exuding confidence and sensing Su Yuntian’s aura without fear, some unexplained caution remained. After all, the events from twenty years prior still haunted him, seeding fear in his heart.
“Boom!”
Instantly, three Immortality Gate cultivators of the Yuan Void Realm soared skyward. Three figures radiated light like brilliant suns suspended in the void. One possessed Triple level cultivation, another Double level, and the strongest emitted the aura of the Fifth Grade, all targeting Old Man Su Yuntian.
As the three Yuan Void Realm auras locked onto him, Old Man Su Yuntian’s expression darkened slightly. Hearing the screams and bloody battles around him, his eyes flashed cold as he declared, “Kill!”
Upon his command, Old Man Su Yuntian’s figure shot forward, his primordial energy erupting. He unleashed his Triple level Yuan Void Realm aura without restraint, exuding great majesty. Radiant light enveloped his palm as primordial energy surged forth, accompanied by a storm vortex, sweeping toward the weakest cultivator at Double level on his left.
Old Man Su Yuntian intended to eliminate the weaker opponent first, removing any Yuan Void Realm adversary to reduce the slaughter of Man City disciples by even a fraction.
“Hmph!”
The strongest cultivator at Fifth Grade, with piercing eyes and a hooked nose, appeared to be in his sixties and wore a gloomy expression. He wouldn’t allow Old Man Su Yuntian to proceed unopposed. His figure moved like lightning, directly intercepting the attack as a fist imprint exploded forth.
Facing the sudden obstruction from the Fifth Grade cultivator, Old Man Su Yuntian appeared to have anticipated it. His expression remained calm, though inwardly he gritted his teeth, feeling a heavy burden in his heart. Suddenly, he clenched his palm, transforming the vortex into a fist, and met the attack head-on with a resounding impact.
“Boom!”
The collision of fists produced a deafening echo in the void, generating vast waves of energy that surged outward in all directions.
“Thump, thump!”
Old Man Su Yuntian’s figure retreated several steps in the void before stabilizing. The Fifth Grade cultivator from the Immortality Gate likewise retreated in a straight line, a muffled grunt escaping his throat, indicating hidden injuries.
