Chapter 757
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Chapter 757: The Crimson-Eyed Azure Dragon!
“The Yutian Palace also has its own disciples. In such a grand event, the Yutian Palace always takes part and has produced numerous extraordinary talents. However, the people from the Yutian Palace are incredibly secretive. Before the Saint Martial Assembly begins, no details about them can be found.”
The eyes of the informed flickered. Every participant sent by Yutian Palace to the Saint Martial Assembly was known to be formidable.
High above, Su Yi stood on the back of a demon beast from Yutian Palace, looking down at the crowd below, which appeared like a sea of tiny ants. The dense mass of people left a deep impression on him. This scene was simply beyond imagination.
The noise surged to the sky, incredibly bustling, as countless gazes turned upward towards him. The atmosphere influenced Su Yi, causing his blood to rush with excitement.
“How lively!” Su Xiaoshuai stood on the Green Emperor’s shoulder, his eyes darting around, intrigued by everything.
However, the Green Emperor couldn’t shake the sensation of his heart pounding in his chest. The unseen aura emanating from Su Xiaoshuai filled him with unease and fear, deep within his beastly soul.
“I’m sure this time, Little Brother Yi Su, you’ll definitely make a name for yourself with a victorious battle!” Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan said from the back of the demon beast, speaking to Su Yi.
Guan Lan led the group of Yutian Palace members arriving this time, a sign that Yutian Palace considered this grand event important enough to send a Deputy Palace Master. Yutian Palace had always shown little interest in trivial matters.
Su Yi bowed respectfully. Over the past few days, Yutian Palace had offered him great protection, and he felt immense gratitude.
It wasn’t until this morning, as Su Yi set off, that he learned Yutian Palace had also sent disciples to participate in the Saint Martial Assembly.
Although only a few disciples from Yutian Palace attended, Su Yi could sense none of them were weak. Especially the leader among the young people sent by Yutian Palace—someone around twenty-two or twenty-three—who gave off a strong aura of mystery.
This young man wore a long robe of green and yellow. His handsome face was framed by dark eyes that resembled thick ink. His aura was hidden, making it difficult to probe, yet his presence was inexplicably powerful.
“Isn’t that Yi Su from the Overlord Sect?” someone in the crowd remarked.
“Ah, so that’s Yi Su!” another person said.
“One strike defeated the Sacred Mountain’s Ouyang Jinwei, and it’s rumored he may be a Heavenly Grade Soul Tamer with remarkable spirit quality!”
In the crowd below, several people recognized Su Yi and began discussing among themselves.
“Haha, looks like our friend Yi Su has become famous!” Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan chuckled playfully. Amid the hustle and bustle, the excitement of life reverberated throughout, and he couldn’t help but overhear.
Su Yi also caught some of the discussions, which caused him to smile helplessly. Yet, deep inside, there was a touch of pride and satisfaction.
Soon, the steeds from Yutian Palace arrived, standing side by side with the five sects and three gates, perched in the low sky.
“Whoosh…” All eyes immediately turned to the Yutian Palace arrivals.
“Greetings, Palace Master Guan Lan!” many from the five sects and three gates greeted. They scrutinized the young disciples from Yutian Palace, eager to learn more about the background of these elite youths.
Every time Yutian Palace sent disciples to the Saint Martial Assembly, they were among the strongest contenders for the championship.
Many eyes turned toward Su Yi as well, with a variety of complex gazes, especially from Jian Wannian, Bai Mingshan, and others.
Su Yi had already scanned the lineup in front of him, noting the presence of mighty demon beast mounts. Truly, they were worthy disciples from the five sects and three schools.
“Impressive!” Su Yi thought, admiring the young generation that stood out, exuding remarkable talent and aura. They were all exceptional, the pride of heaven, which made Su Yi admire them without fear.
With his keen soul power, Su Yi scrutinized the powerful young individuals, his eyes flashing with a hint of battle intent.
“Now that the Saint Martial Assembly has arrived,” Su Yi thought, “it’s time to prove myself. This will be my ultimate test!”
In the crowd, Su Yi spotted several familiar faces—Jian Wannian, Liu Xiaohu, Gong Qianxing, Li Qingwei, and others.
When he saw the Divine Sword School’s lineup, his heart skipped a beat.
That wise, elderly figure with eyes that carried the weight of countless years was none other than Elder Su. Beneath his stern appearance and eccentric nature, Su Yi knew how much he owed this old man.
At this moment, Su Yi could only gaze at the elderly man from a distance, unable to approach and show his respect. A deep sense of guilt grew in his heart.
Familiar faces like Mu Yao, Situ Liuyun, Liu Yunchuan, Ying Qianqian, Gong Qi, and others also caught his attention. Su Yi was deeply moved, but quickly concealed his emotions, returning to his composed self.
“Greetings, esteemed elders!” Su Yi called out from atop his flying demon beast. Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan responded to each of them, but his gaze ultimately landed on Su Kuangge from the Divine Sword School, chuckling, “So, even you’ve come, old man?”
“How’s your cultivation? Seeking to shed some blood today?”
Elder Su Kuangge simply raised an eyebrow and gave a brief glance at Guan Lan.
“I won’t fight with you,” Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan smiled and shook his head. But within that smile, there was a trace of unease.
Some chuckled quietly in the presence of strong figures, but remained silent, their eyes intentionally or unintentionally shifting toward Elder Su Kuangge. There was a certain tension in the air.
Everyone knew the immense power of Elder Su Kuangge, who had once defeated Guan Lan.
Su Yi watched the exchange with surprise. It seemed that Elder Su Kuangge and Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan were quite familiar with each other, and it appeared that the former’s strength surpassed the latter’s.
Many eyes were directed toward Su Yi, sizing him up—some curious, others less friendly.
Su Yi also caught a glimpse of Li Qingwei, a pure and untainted beauty. As she slightly turned her head, her delicate face, with eyes gleaming like stars, met Su Yi’s gaze. She nodded gently.
“Quack!”
“Howl!”
The shrill neighing and thunderous roars echoed through the sky.
From the direction of Central Region City, a giant shadow once again loomed, rapidly approaching the sky.
Recognizing the arrival, many turned and fixed their eyes on it.
Two massive demon beasts soared into the sky, pulling an enormous war chariot, while numerous figures stood atop it, accompanied by several demon beasts. Their forms flickered with human shadows, exuding a sharp and formidable presence.
The two colossal demon beasts were covered in green scales, with twin horns protruding from their heads. Their claws gleamed beneath their bellies, their appearance fierce and majestic. With their crimson eyes shining like two blazing suns, they emanated a powerful aura.
“It’s the Crimson-Eyed Azure Dragon, from Sacred Mountain!” someone in the crowd exclaimed. “They’re riding the Crimson-Eyed Azure Dragon, Sacred Mountain’s mount!”
