Chapter 669

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Chapter 669: The Holy Maiden and the Saint Child!

“A loud crash!”

With a heavy thud, the burly man was sent flying like a sandbag, blood spewing from his mouth. The large knife he had been holding now lay in Su Yi’s hand.

The man crashed to the ground and struggled to rise, fear in his eyes. The energy vortex inside him had been violently ruptured, leaving him powerless.

The scene unfolded so quickly that the dozens of onlookers found it hard to process.

“He’s not someone to be trifled with!”

Several leaders of the Yuan Spirit Realm were the first to regain their senses, realizing that this young man was no ordinary individual. He was a formidable warrior from a powerful sect.

“Swoosh, swoosh…”

In no time, thirty mercenaries formed a tight circle, trapping Su Yi within. Their weapons unsheathed, exuding a deadly aura.

“It seems you’re all too familiar with bloodshed!” Su Yi, a young man, remarked coldly. These mercenaries were no strangers to violence, having likely committed many evil deeds like killing and plundering.

“Get rid of this kid!” the leader of the Yuan Spirit Realm mercenaries ordered in a low voice. No matter how strong this kid was, he couldn’t possibly face all of them together. This talented young man probably had some valuable treasures—perhaps even powerful cultivation methods or martial arts from prestigious sects. It would be a fortune to claim them.

“Whoosh, whoosh…”

In an instant, several figures lunged toward Su Yi from all directions, intent on ending his life.

“Hmph!” Su Yi snorted coldly and activated his Hundred Transformations Step. His figure became a blur, moving with lightning speed.

“Swoosh, swoosh…”

The blades flashed as fast as lightning.

“Ah…”

Screams filled the air, and blood sprayed.

With Su Yi’s current level of cultivation, these mercenaries, though numerous, were no match for him. They couldn’t even touch the hem of his clothes before being knocked down.

“Whoosh…”

“Ahh…”

Screams and cries echoed as bodies flew through the air, blood spraying everywhere.

The Yuan Spirit Realm mercenaries had no chance to use their elemental transformations before being taken down.

“Swoosh…”

Like a bolt of lightning, Su Yi stood tall in the middle of the chaos.

Twenty-seven mercenaries—some missing arms, others with severed legs—cried out in pain, blood pouring from their wounds.

The energy vortexes within their bodies exploded, leaving them crippled for life.

Screaming in agony and fear, the mercenaries looked up at the young man wielding a bloodied blade. It dawned on them that this young man was no delicate flower sheltered in prestigious sects, but a formidable force to be reckoned with.

Su Yi’s expression turned cold as he swiftly looted the mercenaries’ belongings. With a single movement of energy, he departed.

His figure slipped through the jungle. Su Yi had just acquired a few unsealed space bags from the mercenaries. However, their contents held little interest for him at this moment.

“Chaos Realm is even more chaotic than the Forest of Demons,” Ling Qianxue’s voice echoed in Su Yi’s mind.

“I am curious to see what it’s like,” he replied with a faint smile. For cultivators like him, the chaos of the Chaos Realm was more like a paradise.

“It may be more complicated than you imagine,” Ling Qianxue said, her voice cool. It carried a seductive and lazy charm, but after spending time with Su Yi, she knew that with his cunning and ingenuity, few could take advantage of him.

“That’s something you’ll only know once you give it a try,” Su Yi replied.

“That girl from Sacred Mountain, Liu Ruoxi, seems to hold you in high regard. She’s quite talented, but she’s also the Holy Maiden of Sacred Mountain. No wonder Sacred Mountain seems hesitant about divorcing you,” Ling Qianxue murmured.

“The Holy Maiden? What does that mean?” Su Yi asked, confused.

“Those who become the Holy Maiden or the Saint Child of Sacred Mountain are extraordinary disciples, highly valued by Sacred Mountain as the next generation,” Ling Qianxue explained. “That’s why Sacred Mountain doesn’t think highly of you and is reluctant to divorce you.”

“But the divorce isn’t for Sacred Mountain to decide,” Su Yi replied calmly.

“That girl is indeed impressive, even among humans. It’s no wonder you don’t want the divorce,” Ling Qianxue added.

“Why am I suddenly the villain?” Su Yi sighed.

“Sacred Mountain is a powerful force. If they insist on the divorce, what can you do?” Ling Qianxue whispered.

“Sacred Mountain, one day I will set foot on you!” A faint red light flashed in Su Yi’s eyes before it disappeared.

Feeling the emotions in Su Yi’s heart, Ling Qianxue fell silent for a moment before continuing, “You do have something extraordinary about you, with many secrets, including that treasure of space. But throughout history, many young talents among humans have possessed exceptional abilities, only to perish without ever achieving greatness. How can you, alone, contend against Sacred Mountain?”

Su Yi remained silent, as he had pondered this question before. That’s why he hadn’t killed the Crying Snake or the Green Emperor.

Even if he was powerful, Sacred Mountain was indeed a formidable force.

Lost in thought, Su Yi realized that Ling Qianxue’s words made sense.

“I am not alone either, right?”

After a moment, Su Yi smiled slightly and said to Ling Qianxue, “Don’t I still have that little guy, Su Xiaoshuai?”

Excitement filled his heart. He knew he wasn’t alone anymore. Besides Su Xiaoshuai, there were also the warriors from the Divine Demonic Sect, like Hu Chi and Xiong Zhan. With time, the Divine Demonic Sect would surely rise again.

Upon hearing this, Ling Qianxue couldn’t help but be impressed. Indeed, Su Yi now had Su Xiaoshuai by his side, as well as a baby Divine Bird Phoenix. With time, they would become powerful forces.

As dusk approached, the colors of the sky grew richer. The towering mountains were bathed in a golden hue from the setting sun, shining brilliantly against the forest, creating a breathtaking sight.

As the sky darkened, Su Yi appeared atop a towering tree, surveying his surroundings. He planned to find a safe and secluded place to rest before continuing his journey the next day.

Suddenly, a deep and muffled sound echoed from a distance within the peaceful forest, accompanied by fluctuations in energy.

“It seems like a powerful human. They have great strength,” Ling Qianxue’s voice echoed in Su Yi’s mind.

“What happened to the powerful humans in the Forest of Demons?” Su Yi wondered.

“It’s better to stay away.”

Without hesitation, Su Yi made a quick decision. As a strong individual, it was best to avoid getting involved, even if something important was happening. He couldn’t participate, even if it was a treasure hunt—it had nothing to do with him.

Soon, Su Yi’s figure disappeared as he deliberately moved away from the direction of the commotion.