Chapter 782
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Chapter 782: Entering the Game!
“Don’t count me in; it’s him that the Sacred Mountain wants to kill, not me.”
Xu Chen immediately waved his hand and said with a smile in his eyes.
“This…”
Flame Scale was perplexed as he saw the relationship between Xu Chen and Yi Su. They looked to be close, but it didn’t appear that way. He didn’t exactly grasp why.
“Do you want help? Let’s discuss it. If you give me the Star Cloud Ganoderma, I will assist you. How about that?”
In the midst of Flame Scale’s astonishment, Xu Chen shifted his gaze and consulted with Su Yi.
Su Yi entirely ignored Xu Chen, throwing him a disdainful look. He looked up at the sky, narrowing his eyes with a tinge of deadly intent. He mumbled under his breath, “Let’s start collecting interest first. If they wish to kill me, I’ll see whether the Sacred Mountain feels any regret!”
As Su Yi’s words faded, he left the valley.
“Wait for me,” Xu Chen followed closely behind Su Yi.
Flame Scale hesitated for a moment but decided to follow along. He found it strange to see Xu Chen also following, so he asked, “Didn’t you say you didn’t want to help?”
“I never said I wanted to help; I just wanted to see what was going on,” Xu Chen replied.
“…”
Flame Scale felt a little confused and unsure.
Inside the canyon, three figures leaped out.
“It’s Yi Su; it’s really him! They say he has obtained all the Dragon Crystal Fruits!”
“This guy is so fierce; I heard Jian Wuque and Cheng Yanhuan were also there, but they didn’t even get a single Dragon Crystal Fruit!”
Outside the canyon, there were many figures gathered, watching the three figures that emerged from the canyon. Their gaze fixed upon the young man in the middle, feeling quite surprised.
They received news and wanted to come and see the situation. But at this point, with their cultivation strength, they felt there was no way they could make it to the Sanctified Martial Platform of the Void.
“Thank you for your message; farewell for now. It’s not beneficial for you to offend the Sacred Mountain.”
Outside the canyon, Su Yi said to Flame Scale.
Xu Zhu seemed inexplicable, as if he had a deep background. He also appeared unconcerned about upsetting the Sacred Mountain. Su Yi, on the other hand, did not want to engage with that person.
But Flame Scale came to deliver the message without any personal obligation. Su Yi was already grateful and didn’t want to cause any more trouble for Flame Scale.
Flame Scale hesitated. The Sacred Mountain was a place he could only aspire to reach one day. This time, he thought that by participating in the Saint Martial Assembly, he would be able to ascend the Sacred Mountain and cultivate himself, changing who he was and no longer being reviled by others.
“But you alone may not be able to defeat them.”
Flame Scale is worried. The people on the Sacred Mountain were numerous and powerful, and Yi Su was completely alone. He was afraid Yi Su would be overwhelmed by the Sacred Mountain’s numbers.
“Don’t worry; those disciples of the Sacred Mountain may not be able to kill this person.”
Xu Chen patted Flame Scale on the shoulder and said, “You should refrain from offending people from the Sacred Mountain. It won’t bring any benefits to you.”
“Whoosh…”
Soon, Su Yi and Xu Chen dashed away. It was getting late, and they still needed to compete for positions in the thirty-two Sanctified Martial Platforms of the Void.
“They are all good people.”
Watching the departing figures of Su Yi and Xu Chen, Flame Scale lifted his gaze slightly and murmured softly.
“Yi Su left, not knowing if the Three-headed Dragon-horned Python is still inside.”
“Maybe there are treasures inside.”
As Su Yi left, numerous young figures at the canyon’s entrance were enthusiastically discussing how they wanted to go inside and explore. Who knows, maybe there are a few overlooked treasures waiting for them. After all, they had previously passed up the opportunity to compete for the Sanctified Martial Platform of the Void.
Finally, someone couldn’t resist and joined forces to enter the canyon.
“Ow ow!”
Soon, roars echoed through the canyon, shaking the air with their powerful presence.
“Ah…”
Shrill cries echoed through the canyon, resonating and causing many figures to flee in panic and disarray.
Some were covered in blood, a gruesome sight that was unbearable to witness, while others were filled with lingering fear, wishing that their parents had given them an extra pair of legs so they could run faster for their lives.
…
“Whoosh…”
Amongst the mountains, Su Yi hurriedly continued his journey, neglecting the immense spiritual energy he was consuming. Not only did he need to gain some interest from the Sacred Mountain, but he also had to contend for the Sanctified Martial Platform of the Void. Otherwise, participating in the Saint Martial Assembly would lose its significance for him.
Su Yi’s speed was fast, but he was also extremely cautious, guarding against his surroundings as he ran a long distance in one breath.
Xu Chen followed closely behind Su Yi, their two figures like fleeting shadows darting across the slopes. Along the way, those who observed the two figures were astonished, believing they had seen an optical illusion.
The two of them were either intentionally or unintentionally competing in speed. Su Yi was amazed. Xu Chen was genuinely inconceivable. Su Yi had almost given it his all, despite his newfound progress, but he couldn’t keep his distance. Xu Chen could keep up with him no matter how fast he moved.
Su Yi had no idea of the astonishment in Xu Chen’s heart at that moment. It far surpassed his own.
Inside Xu Chen’s heart, ripples emerged. His master had told him that, when it came to speed, very few among his peers could surpass him, except for those extraordinary individuals hidden within ancient sects.
But now, Xu Chen couldn’t help but question his master’s words. Looking at Yi Su, he realized he hadn’t even reached the Yuan True Realm. But no matter how hard he tried at the time, he was unable to surpass this person. It even made him believe that if he kept exhausting himself like this, he would soon fall behind and be unable to keep up.
In the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm, an ancient and primordial forest spread with towering ancient trees. Majestic peaks and rocky mountains stood tall.
The further they ventured into the central region of the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm, the stronger and more formidable the demon beasts encountered by the young adventurers became.
“Roarrrr…”
A massive demon beast stands tall and lets out a mighty roar, blocking the path of the young disciples approaching.
In the sky above, a gigantic, ferocious bird soars, its wings casting a shadow as dark as storm clouds. It descends upon the forest with an overwhelming force, its fierce presence engulfing the surroundings.
Su Yi unleashed the aura of the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique from his body. Not wanting to waste any more time, he encountered numerous demon beasts along the way who tried to block his path. However, from a distance, the ferocious eyes of these demon beasts trembled with fear, causing them to prostrate and make way.
The mountains, vast and winding like a mighty dragon, stretched across the landscape. However, ahead lay a vast open wilderness.
In the midst of it all, stood a solitary mountain. It towered proudly, with several towering trees that reached up into the sky like giant umbrellas.
On the mountain, at this moment, there were around forty young figures, each dressed in bright attire.
Although some of them had slight traces of dried blood on their bodies, clearly showing that they had gone through trials and their robes had been stained with blood, it didn’t diminish their elegance. They all possessed a transcendent and extraordinary aura, making them stand out.
Towering trees, lush and green.
A young man sat cross-legged, in his early twenties. His skin was as clear as jade, with long, lustrous black hair cascading down his shoulders, emitting a faint glow. Beneath his purple robe, one could still discern his tall and slender figure even in his seated position. Sitting there, he exuded an indescribable elegance and noble bearing.
He was Chu Changhuan. It was rumored that among the Sacred Mountain disciples who came to participate in the Saint Martial Assembly this time, his strength was the closest to Nanan Ruyu’s. He was also the most formidable competitor for the championship in this Saint Martial Assembly.
With his eyes slightly closed, Chu Changhuan sat cross-legged. The gentle sunlight filtered through the gaps of the mottled leaves, casting a hazy glow, adding an aura of martial prowess.
