Chapter 78
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Chapter 78: Kill
In a flash, Yan Shangyang appeared beside Su Yi, putting himself in danger.
But he was certain that he had to get rid of Su Yi first. A thick covering of bloodlust lingered around him as his palm smashed straight at Su Yi’s head.
Despite Yan Shangyang’s severe injuries, this strike was powerful and quick. The air around his palm wailed at the impact before it arrived, and the powerful strike emitted light.
Facing Yan Shangyang’s ruthless attack, Su Yi’s face had a grave look. After just using the move “Wrath of the Eight Wastelands,” he really did not have much strength to be able to retaliate against the incoming attack.
Following only his instincts, Yuan Qi gathered under Su Yi’s feet, and he sprung back without a single delay.
“You can never be a match for me; there is no escape for you!”
Seeing Su Yi’s rapid retreat, Yan Shangyang’s face was twisted with fury.
He had already found Su Yi unpleasant since their last encounter. Currently, a brat of just Yuan Soul Realm Grade Three has left him in such a pitiful state despite his Yuan Xuan Realm Grade One cultivation level and King Grade Talent. Hatred and fury were bursting from his heart.
As he changed his palm into a fist, Yuan Qi surged from his fist; the power of the fist shook the air and seemed to give off a light that looked solid.
This phenomenon was “Coat of Yuan Qi.” Only those who had reached the Yuan Xuan Realm could use this move, and it could be considered the proof that one has reached the Yuan Xuan Realm.
Su Yi’s countenance was grim as he felt the force of the punch. There was no use in continuing this battle; he had expended too much energy. His body’s Yuan Qi boiled as he gritted his teeth.
“You are too slow, brat! This is the death which you have sought!”
With a cold shout, Yan Shangyang found his chance. How could a Yuan Soul Realm Grade Three kid ever be a match for him? Though the kid had dodged his previous fist, at the same time, he swung his arm down and smashed it mercilessly against Su Yi’s shoulder.
“Boom!” A loud, deep sound rang out as a terrifying strength hit Su Yi’s shoulder directly.
But at the same time, for some reason, Su Yi’s face turned wild as his veins bulged.
“Overlord’s Fist!”
Su Yi hollered out loudly as his right fist appeared right before Yan Shangyang’s face.
A horrifying wave of Yuan Qi erupted from Su Yi’s face like a volcano.
“Boom!”
In the midst of the bright light, Su Yi’s fist seemed to grow even bigger as howls of wind and low roars of thunder sounded out clearly. An oppressive power like the awakening of a tyrant, like the descent of an emperor, burst out.
“Bam!”
As the fists of both youths hit their target in an instant, sand and shattered stones were sent flying away from them while the ground seemed to have trembled from the impact.
“Puh!”
Su Yi spat out a mouthful of blood while his body was sent flying 10 meters away.
Yan Shangyang’s face was already covered with a mess of blood and flesh. His body did not fly back when Su Yi’s fist hit him, but blood poured down from his eyes, causing them to bulge from their sockets. His body tipped back and fell to the ground shortly after, his last expression still frozen in shock, fear, and regret.
The fight was witnessed by the few struggling disciples of Black Fiend School, but unfortunately, they barely stayed alive, much less found the chance to interfere in the fight.
Black Fiend School had two Yuan Spirit Realm cultivators. Yuan Qi materialized under their feet, forming figures of roaring beasts. They too were fully occupied by the powerful beasts and could also barely fend for themselves.
“Young Master!”
Seeing Yan Shangyang’s body collapse onto the floor, the disciples of Black Fiend School were instantly filled with despair.
They never expected that a kid would materialize out of nowhere and kill the Young Master.
“Howl!”
When Su Yi and Yan Shangyang were fighting each other, the giant snake, bird, and the leopard with the green glow all retreated. After seeing Su Yi blown back by the impact, they paced back and forth, growling yet not daring to approach him.
Su Yi rose to his feet, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his shoulder cracked and bleeding, as he glanced at the body a few meters ahead of him and walked to its side.
“Kid, you are looking for death!”
The few disciples of Black Fiend School who could barely protect themselves cried out in rage as they watched the kid climb back up to the Young Master’s side, yet they could do nothing about it.
There was no doubt that the Young Master of the Black Fiend School was as dead as a doornail. Su Yi searched his body and fished out an interspatial bag. Looking at the dropped bow and arrows close by, his eyes showed reluctance, but he quickly dashed clumsily into the depths of the trees and vanished into the shadows.
Behind him, the collision of powers rang out like thunder as Su Yi staggered from side to side, frantically escaping from the area, not daring to stay for a moment longer.
He used his experience to find a hiding spot; of course, not even Su Yi dared to look for a spot nearby. The further he could hide, the better it was for him.
Regarding the killing of Black Fiend School’s Young Master, Su Yi had never thought of letting him off today.
A man who does not take his revenge is no gentleman. If he had let him go, there was no doubt he was creating trouble for himself when they met again.
On the other hand, Su Yi was pondering about the things on the Young Master’s body.
Being the honored Young Master of Black Fiend School, he would definitely have good stuff on him, and what he needed the most now was cultivation resources. Since he had met him, then it was fate.
Seeing the bow and arrows from before, Su Yi could tell that they had a high value, but he resisted the temptation of taking them as well. He could not cross the line, and also, he did not want to delay his escape.
He was also afraid that the weapon would be too dazzling for the eyes, and he did not have much use for it. If he used it in the future, it may even attract the unwanted attention of others.
With his experience of previously staying in the Forest of Demons, Su Yi did not forget to erase his tracks. He had no clue how far he had run before he found a hidden cliff, surrounded by vegetation and supported by the winding roots of aged trees like the coiling of dragons.
Su Yi was seeking a hiding area in a naturally created crevice within the cliff, which was surrounded by vines and branches.
It was a messy battlefield. Corpses of beasts strewn across the floor, and not one place was left untouched.
At the moment, Black Fiend School High Elders Bai and Yu were examining Yan Shangyang’s body on the ground. All that was left of his face was a bloody mess. Their faces were as distorted and pallid as possible.
“Little brat! You will not be able to escape! Find him! Find him now!”
Bai the High Elder was enraged. He was less inclined to let the Young Master get into a dangerous situation than he had been concerning the mine incident. The surrounding air became icy cold, and his icy, angry voice reverberated across the forest.
“Swish! Swoosh!”
The remaining elite disciples of Black Fiend School, though each one of them was in a pathetic state and injured, no one dared to give a second opinion, and each of their faces was glum. In an eyeblink, figures of bodies dashed out and into the deep forest.
Three Days Later…
It was nighttime. The surroundings were silent, and not a single sound was to be heard.
Above the massive stretches of mountains, stars in the vast sky started to sparkle, and beside the seam in the cliff, occasionally a few shrubs would show their faces.
There was a dim flicker of light in the deep depths of the fissure. No signs of the light were visible to the outside world because of the depth of the fissure and the vegetation that surrounded the rock.
Within the mysterious space, the energy of heaven and earth was rich and abundant.
Su Yi was sitting cross-legged, a hand seal formed as he performed the “Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique.” He was currently recovering from his serious injuries.
After three days spent recovering, Su Yi’s originally deathly white face had regained some color, and the aura surrounding his body was no longer weak.
“Hoof”
At a point in time, he let out a breath of stale air. The light radiating from his body retreated back inside him. Su Yi’s tightly closed eyes gradually opened as a light shone brightly from them, then turned quickly into a deep black filled with resilience.
“I have turned a bit stronger again.”
Su Yi was pretty surprised to feel the changes within himself. The Yuan Qi within his Yuan Qi whirlpool was much more copious than before, despite the fact that he had fully depleted himself and suffered severe injuries in the battle with Yan Shangyang.