Chapter 796
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Chapter 796: The God of Slaughter!
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The powerful figures of Yutian Palace moved as one, unleashing an overwhelming aura that surged through the sky. A bone-chilling sensation spread, sending shivers down spines.
Xi Wuqing and the Green Emperor also took to the sky, exuding an awe-inspiring presence. Guan Lan, the Deputy Palace Master, stepped forward, standing firmly with them.
As the Sacred Mountain and Yutian Palace faced each other, billions of gazes from the countless peaks of the surrounding mountains watched in shock. Even the other great factions of the Five Sects and Three Gates were startled by the confrontation.
“If you wish to fight, my Yutian Palace will gladly accompany you!”
Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan radiated a brilliant aura, her overwhelming presence cutting through the tension. She looked at Bing Fu without a hint of fear.
Bing Fu, however, fixed her eyes on Guan Lan, her expression resolute and intense.
In the heart of the Central Region, at the Yutian Palace of Central City, Bing Fu was well aware that Palace Master Gu Yue, Yan Lu, and Yun Ding might soon intervene. Although the Sacred Mountain had brought many formidable individuals, they paled in comparison to Yutian Palace’s might—especially Gu Yue, a truly fearsome force!
“Don’t go, no!”
Within moments, Sacred Mountain’s powerful figures raised their heads, their cries echoing with anguish. The illusionary images floating in the air revealed further devastating losses among Sacred Mountain’s disciples inside the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm.
“Boom!”
Su Yi moved with lightning speed, his fist striking with immense force. A Sacred Mountain disciple was sent flying, crashing into rubble as a spray of blood burst forth, ending his life instantly.
“Zoom!”
A flash of sword light followed. The last remaining young disciple fled in terror, wishing he had more legs to escape. Yet, he wasn’t fast enough. Su Yi’s sword pierced his shoulder with unerring precision. His terrified eyes met Su Yi’s resolute and merciless gaze, sending a shiver down his soul.
“No… please!”
The young man’s body trembled in fear, his face ashen. The arrogance once associated with Sacred Mountain’s disciples had completely vanished.
Su Yi smirked coldly, raising his sword towards the defeated young man. His eyes shifted toward the formation of Sacred Mountain in the sky, where the tense standoff between Sacred Mountain and Yutian Palace continued. A murderous intent surged through him. With a swing of his sword, radiant light erupted.
“No!”
“My disciple!”
Outside the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm, an elder from Sacred Mountain was filled with grief. His anguished cry resonated, his expression frozen in horror.
“This can’t be happening!”
Below, the elite forces of Xuanyuan Sect, Tiangang Sect, and Tianyang Sect also stood in stunned silence. They watched helplessly as their brightest disciples were annihilated by Yi Su of the Overlord Sect. Their sects’ future crumbled before their eyes.
“Jerk!”
The powerful figures of these sects cried out in sorrow and fury, their faces twitching with anger. Their hearts bled, as though being torn apart.
“Chirp chirp…”
Su Yi continued his rampage. His sword radiated deadly light, cutting through flesh with brutal efficiency. Blood sprayed like fireworks, and the disciples of Sacred Mountain and Tiangang Sect fell one by one, their corpses littering the ground.
This wasn’t just a battle—it was a massacre. The most talented young disciples of Sacred Mountain, the pride of their generation, had been completely obliterated by a single ferocious man.
The entire realm seemed to tremble. Yet, in this corner of the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm, an eerie silence blanketed the air, heavy with murderous intent.
Dozens of Sacred Mountain disciples, including Mo Baiming and prodigies like Chu Changhuan, had been slain. Su Yi’s relentless efficiency and ruthless determination left no room for escape.
Inside and outside the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm, tens of thousands of eyes remained fixated on the young man. His seemingly ordinary figure now exuded the aura of a divine being of slaughter.
“What so-called heavenly prodigies? What rare talents? Before the God of Slaughter, all are rendered powerless!”
In the distance, Xu Chen and Flame Scale couldn’t hide their astonishment. Even Flame Scale finally understood Xu Chen’s earlier warning—it was far from easy for Sacred Mountain’s disciples to take this man down.
“Incredible! He might very well become the champion of this year’s Saint Martial Assembly!”
“He’s terrifying! Worthy of his legendary Heavenly Grade soul!”
“Yi Su didn’t even use his Soul Tamer abilities to defeat Chu Changhuan. His true strength is unimaginable!”
Billions of gazes trembled. Those with discerning eyes realized the gravity of the situation. Yi Su of the Overlord Sect was a Soul Tamer, yet he hadn’t displayed any Soul Tamer techniques in his battles. The depth of his abilities was unfathomable.
On every peak, powerful figures of major factions trembled as they watched this young man, whose monstrous talent and overwhelming strength left them speechless.
“Faced with adversity, when hope seems lost!”
Among Sacred Mountain’s lineup, an elder roared in agony, his sorrow spilling into the air. Blood burst from his lips as he cried out in despair.
This elder had brought three of his most promising disciples, but now they were all gone—executed mercilessly by Yi Su of the Overlord Sect. His sorrow mingled with humiliation.
Bing Fu’s face twisted in rage, his veins bulging as he gazed at the realm filled with murderous energy. Though he desired to strike down Xi Wuqing and the Green Emperor, Yutian Palace’s presence made it impossible.
“Buzz!”
Suddenly, the void within the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm trembled. A storm erupted as a figure flew in, wings creating a powerful gust of wind. Surrounded by dazzling light, the figure emanated divine energy.
The young man had a noble bearing, his features sharp and serene. His radiant glow made him appear otherworldly, while his piercing, lightning-like eyes held a commanding presence. He was a force no one dared to defy.
