Chapter 682
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Chapter 682: Nanan Ruyu!
The soul, glowing with a crimson light, carried immense power that caused the beast soul of the Green Emperor to tremble in fear.
“Such powerful soul energy, gugu!”
Who is Xi Wuqing? He is an extremely formidable Soul Tamer. In this moment, even though Su Yi was only emitting a trace of soul power, Xi Wuqing could already sense the extraordinary nature of Su Yi’s soul. This left him startled, his heart restless for a long while.
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The mountains stretched with varied heights, undulating continuously.
The energy in this place was dense, with clouds drifting, creating a mystical atmosphere reminiscent of a fairyland.
At the peak of the mountain, stood a young man, appearing to be around eighteen or nineteen years old. His facial features were perfectly shaped, sharp and distinct. His thick, long eyelashes, paired with a noble nose, formed a harmonious and handsome curve.
After receiving the news, it had originally been planned for Liu Ruoxi from Sacred Mountain to attend the Saint Martial Assembly. However, for reasons unknown, it was suddenly changed to Nanan Ruyu. A man in his fifties or sixties stood behind the young man. He remained quiet, not causing a disturbance, but his mere presence caused the air around him to tremble slightly.
“Nanan Ruyu,” the young man whispered softly, his eyes glimmering with a flickering light beneath his long, thick eyelashes.
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The mountain was enveloped in clouds and mist, with green peaks rising one after another. The peaks looked like a carefully arranged and refreshing landscape painting.
The young man stood, hands behind his back, his long black hair cascading gracefully over his shoulders. He wore a plain purple robe, devoid of decoration, allowing his deep and captivating facial features to stand out. His appearance was so mesmerizing that not only would women be enchanted by him, but even men would be tempted to glance at him again.
“The Saint Martial Assembly,” the young man murmured, his eyes shimmering with brilliance.
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The green mountains rose and fell, resembling the endless waves of the sea, stretching far into the sky. The air was rich with energy.
In a bamboo forest, a young man in white, around eighteen or nineteen years old, casually picked up a bamboo leaf that had fallen, lost in thought.
“Senior brother.”
A voice sounded, and a younger youth stepped forward, looking at the young man in white with deep respect and admiration.
“Are we about to depart?” The young man in white raised his head, blinking his long eyelashes gently, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
“This time, at the Saint Martial Assembly, senior brother will surely rise to the heavens, bringing great glory to our Sanyuan Sect in the Central Region!”
The younger youth’s eyes sparkled. His senior brother, only a few months older than him, possessed immense strength. He was confident that at the Saint Martial Assembly, he would rise to fame with a single mighty move!
“Don’t underestimate the Divine Sword School, the Fire God Sect, and the Qingyun Sect. People like Chi Tianxuan and Gong Qianxing are extraordinary.”
The young man in white lifted his gaze, filled with excitement. He too was looking forward to the upcoming Saint Martial Assembly.
Suddenly, a thought seemed to cross the young man’s mind. His radiant expression dimmed slightly. A gentle breeze swept through the bamboo forest, causing the edges of his white robe to flutter and his black hair to sway. He spoke softly, saying, “The people from Sacred Mountain might not be easy to deal with this time.”
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“Roarrrr…”
The sound of a beast’s roar echoed through the mountains and valleys.
The land was filled with continuous mountain ranges, rolling forests, and abundant energy, with exotic flowers and plants scattered throughout.
On a cliff, a young man stood wearing a green robe. The collar and cuffs of the robe were embroidered with intricate patterns. He had dark hair tied up neatly and stood tall with a straight figure. His handsome appearance radiated a sense of nobility, making him seem unapproachable, as if he belonged to a higher realm.
The young man smiled charmingly, his lips curving just right, as if always prepared to dazzle with laughter.
“Goo…”
A magical creature let out a clear cry, its voice pure and melodious.
A green-colored magical creature hovered in the air, surrounded by a radiant aura. Its wings spread wide, creating beautiful arcs of light. Its eyes shone brightly, like glass.
“Roarrrr…”
As this magical creature appeared, the mountains around them seemed to echo with the growls of creatures, as though bowing to a king.
“Is it time to depart? Then come with me to the Saint Martial Assembly!”
The young man spoke gently, his voice carrying a graceful and enchanting magnetism.
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Ancient-style buildings and courtyards exuded a nostalgic charm.
The girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with eyes that shimmered like a deep pool, and soft black hair that reached her ears. She wore a white dress, free from dirt, revealing smooth skin like lotus roots. Her face was captivating, with an ethereal aura, as if she was a celestial being untouched by the mundane world.
“Martial Sister Qingwei, Martial Sister Qingwei…”
A clear voice rang out, soft and gentle. A younger girl came bouncing over, looking about fourteen or fifteen years old, still carrying the innocence of youth. She exuded a lively and energetic aura.
“What’s wrong, Xiuxiu?” The woman raised her eyes and smiled slightly, her beauty enough to captivate the entire city.
“The sect leader asked me to find you. They said everyone is heading to the Central Region.”
The girl spoke with excitement as she approached the woman.
“Alright, I know. I’ll go over soon,” the woman nodded calmly.
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In a secret room, a magnificent aura and dazzling light filled the air.
The powerful aura gradually settled, and as the light dimmed, a graceful figure sitting cross-legged slowly emerged.
This was a young woman with a delicate face, fair complexion, a small straight nose, and long curved eyelashes. After a moment, her eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze was bright and enchanting, with a strange golden hue that added an alluring touch.
“Finally, I have arrived,” the woman murmured. She stood up gracefully, her slim and straight legs outlined by her tight-fitting clothes. Her body radiated beauty and vibrant youthful energy.
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In the mysterious space, Xi Wuqing observed Su Yi sitting on top of the Crying Snake. The astonishment in his eyes never faded, constantly rippling.
How could Xi Wuqing not recognize that the methods Su Yi had set up were definitely extraordinary?
This young man continued to surprise and shock him. He could never have imagined that Su Yi was also a Soul Tamer. It was not an exaggeration to say that his accomplishments at this age were unparalleled.
Su Yi sat cross-legged, his eyelids slightly closed, occasionally forming hand seals.
“Woo woo…”
As he explored with his spiritual consciousness, Su Yi saw a dazzling Crying Snake, emitting an astonishing aura.
The shimmering Crying Snake released a radiant glow, disappearing along with the Green Emperor’s true form.
This was the beast soul inside the Green Emperor’s mind. At his level, the beast soul had solidified into its true form.
