Chapter 727
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Chapter 727: The Might of the Tiger!
“Crash, crash…”
As Su Yi’s palm struck, the shadows around him distorted, and a resounding boom echoed through the atmosphere. With Su Yi at the center, the ground shattered violently, sending stone slabs flying in all directions. The sight was truly terrifying.
“My goodness, that’s frightening!”
In the crowd, countless voices filled the air with cries of alarm. At that instant, many felt their hearts in their throats, worried for Su Yi’s safety.
At this very moment, Su Yi found himself wondering whether he could survive Ouyang Jinwei’s overwhelming strike, one capable of devastating everything in its path.
Everything unfolded at an incredible speed. The immense palm print descended rapidly, already hanging over Su Yi’s head, delivering a force capable of destruction.
From all around, spectators prayed for Su Yi’s safety.
Confronting such a powerful palm strike, even a cultivator at the Fourth Stage of the Yuan True Realm would likely hesitate to face it head-on.
The handprint engulfed Su Yi, causing explosions in the ground, sending debris into the air, and forming deep craters. Cracks snaked across the earth, resembling twisted paths.
“This time, it seems that Yi Su is finished!”
Some onlookers gasped in awe and shock.
With this attack, Su Yi could very well be reduced to nothing.
A promising Soul Tamer, poised to make a name for himself, might soon vanish like a fleeting memory.
It’s no surprise, they say talent alone is not enough; growth is the true test.
History has shown that many brilliant individuals, unfortunately, perished before reaching their full potential.
“Sacred Mountain truly is a powerful force!”
Many in the crowd looked on with sorrow as the palm descended, seemingly sealing Yi Su’s fate.
Yi Su, a rising star, could have risen to prominence at the Saint Martial Assembly but had angered Sacred Mountain, leading to his impending doom.
Sacred Mountain was a colossal force, a revered institution in the Central Region!
Its disciples were so powerful that outsiders stood no chance in comparison. That was the fear that Sacred Mountain commanded!
The ominous palm print disturbed the very fabric of the world, obliterating everything in its wake!
Amidst the chaos, even Xi Wuqing and the Green Emperor couldn’t suppress their growing unease.
Old Man Gu Yue, Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan, and others exchanged worried glances, their faces etched with concern.
“Boom! Boom…”
The entire square was blasted open repeatedly, leaving nothing but debris behind, as though swept by a violent storm.
In the midst of the worried stares, the powerful palm strike suddenly paused, halting just an inch from Su Yi’s head.
This moment left everyone in the square in stunned disbelief.
Under the crushing palm, Yi Su from the Overlord Sect had not been reduced to a mangled heap.
Yet, the immense handprint seemed unable to advance any further toward Su Yi’s head.
“Wait, Yi Su seems different!”
Some spectators exclaimed, stunned by the transformation unfolding before their eyes.
As the crowd watched, an overwhelming energy surged through Yi Su’s body. A deep, ancient aura blended with the surrounding force, radiating from him in all directions, creating a powerful wave that seemed to sweep across the world itself.
As his aura soared, a brilliant crimson light erupted from Su Yi, resembling the rising sun. It bathed the entire world in its radiance, growing brighter with each passing moment like an explosive volcano.
“Boom!”
A deafening roar echoed throughout the world, as the crimson glow enveloped Su Yi completely. The intensity of the light consumed him, wrapping him in a radiant cocoon.
The crimson energy surged higher, its glow reaching the heavens, as an immense pressure spread out, causing the very air around it to ripple.
Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, a fierce crimson tiger emerged from the light, forming into a shape so lifelike it seemed ready to leap into action.
The tiger, its expression ferocious, stood in direct defiance of the monstrous handprint above, blocking it from advancing in the slightest.
As the crimson tiger materialized, the square was engulfed in blinding flashes of lightning and the rumbling sound of thunder, signaling an unmatched display of power.
The fierce energy emanating from the tiger was so potent that it seemed to suppress the aura of the Holy King, Ouyang Jinwei, forcing a sense of awe and reverence from those watching.
The entire scene left the crowd awestruck.
Elder Bing Fu, Kuang Guilan, Ouyang Yuanfeng, and many others stood in stunned silence, unable to hide their shock.
They could feel the terrifying energy emanating from Yi Su with overwhelming intensity.
The expressions of Old Man Gu Yue, Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan, Xi Wuqing, and the others continuously shifted with each passing second.
The young man in light blue no longer appeared indifferent; instead, a strange, hazy light fixated on Su Yi.
Ouyang Jinwei’s cold eyes, resembling the moon in its chilling gaze, flickered with a rare tremor, as though sensing an unknown force.
“Roar!”
The massive tiger let out an earth-shaking roar, its sound akin to thunder, shaking the very air.
In the Central Region, the fierce crimson tiger, bathed in its fiery aura, surged upwards, as if it had become a bolt of lightning striking the sky. The very ground trembled as red clouds gathered, spreading fear across the city.
“Roarrrr…”
In that instant, the entire Central Region echoed with the roar of countless beasts. Overcome by the overwhelming pressure, they shrank back in terror.
The Mighty Desolate Verse embodies strength, the Heavenly Tiger Art is about technique, and the Demonic Spirit Truth Interpretation represents the spirit.
Strength is the sky, might is the earth, and the people are the spirit that binds them together.
At that moment, Su Yi was unleashing the Heavenly Tiger Art’s Heavenly Tiger Technique that he had recently mastered. He had prepared himself for any challenge that might arise during the Saint Martial Assembly.
Su Yi, who possessed the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique and many other abilities from the Divine Demonic Ancient Verse, had used them both in the Divine Sword School and beyond.
In the upcoming Saint Martial Assembly, young cultivators from across the Central Region would compete.
Su Yi feared revealing his true identity during the event, so he had also focused on perfecting new techniques to avoid unnecessary complications.
During his time in the Central Region, he had further comprehended the Heavenly Tiger Stance, the highest martial technique within the Heavenly Tiger Art.
The Heavenly Tiger Stance, with its overwhelming power, could dominate all directions!
When the Heavenly Tiger Stance reached its peak, Su Yi raised his gaze. A fierce red tiger lifted its head, its glowing eyes full of intensity. The swirling energy around it resembled powerful whirlpools, cascading through the air with the force of a tidal wave, capable of suppressing everything around it.
As Su Yi looked up at the enormous handprint above him, his voice rang out, commanding and full of pride, as if it were the roar of a tiger echoing through a storm…
“Trying to scare me with your tricks? I won’t fall for it!”
With his declaration, the crimson tiger lifted its mighty paw and brought it crashing down onto the massive handprint descending toward Ouyang Jinwei.
In that instant, the ferocity of the red tiger was undeniable.
The onlookers were left breathless. The tiger’s aura radiated with such power that it felt like the entire world trembled in response.
Such overwhelming energy stirred the natural forces around them!
“Chirp chirp…”
With a powerful swipe of its claw, the tiger briefly met the palm print in mid-air. Then, in a flurry of sounds, it tore the handprint apart.
The claw continued on its path, striking at the divine illusion, ripping through its sacred aura with ease.
The illusion cracked and crumbled, layer by layer, until Ouyang Jinwei was revealed.
Though the tiger’s paw was eventually dissipated by the divine force, its final strike landed directly on Ouyang Jinwei’s shoulder, who failed to avoid it in time.
A deep, bloody mark appeared across his shoulder and chest, revealing the flesh and bone beneath as blood gushed forth.
