Chapter 798
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Chapter 798: Clash of the Exceptional Talents!
The Sanctified Martial Platform of the Void isn’t a place that just anyone can ascend. Without unrivaled strength, one cannot even approach it.
But this was an opportunity too valuable to abandon. It wasn’t something to surrender without trying. It had to be seized, no matter the risk!
“Whoosh…”
“Roarrrr…”
Thunderous roars mingled with the sound of rushing wind. Countless figures appeared one after another, dashing toward the thirty-two Sanctified Martial Platforms of the Void.
“Plop…”
Many spat blood and collapsed, painting a gruesome picture.
Yet, there were also those who managed to ascend the Sanctified Martial Platform of the Void. Their faces lit up with elation as they gained acknowledgment from the platform. These individuals, possessing remarkable gifts, passed one of the trials within the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm and earned their place.
“Boom!”
“Step down!”
At that moment, a more powerful individual climbed up, immediately initiating a challenge. A Sanctified Martial Platform of the Void could only hold one person—there was no room for a second.
Crossing paths, locking gazes, their clash erupted like a thunderstorm. The fierce momentum rippled across the collapsing Sanctified Martial Secret Realm. The vast mountain range quaked, the skies trembled, and the earth beneath surged. The forest shook violently, and beasts roared in a low frenzy.
As the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm crumbled, the thirty-two Sanctified Martial Platforms of the Void were scattered across the ruins.
“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”
A surge of astonishingly potent auras rose into the sky. Luminaries moved one after another—divine and graceful figures unleashing dazzling techniques as they ascended the platforms.
Gong Qianxing, Lin Fan, Shao Sijun, Feng Qingnong, Chi Tianxuan, Cheng Yanhuan, and Li Qingwei—these radiant figures climbed the Sanctified Martial Platforms of the Void. With every move, they dominated their opponents.
Nanan Ruyu had been waiting for Su Yi, his gaze blazing like the sun in an endless sky. But spatial ripples separated them, creating an invisible barrier. Helpless, Nanan Ruyu could only watch Su Yi from afar, unable to take action.
Su Yi’s expression hardened as he stared back at Nanan Ruyu, his killing intent as strong as ever. He had aimed to slay this Sacred Child when an unexpected turn of events in the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm foiled his plan.
In Su Yi’s view, eliminating Mo Baiming and Chu Changhuan had already thrown the Sacred Mountain into chaos. Killing Nanan Ruyu would have dealt a final, devastating blow to its younger generation, perhaps teaching the Sacred Mountain a lesson they’d never forget. But his ambitions were momentarily thwarted, leaving him with a trace of regret.
Among the Sacred Mountain’s rising stars, Nanan Ruyu was renowned. Su Yi could sense the immense strength radiating from him—far beyond Chu Changhuan’s capabilities.
Despite this, Su Yi felt confident in his current cultivation level. While Nanan Ruyu surely had hidden tricks as a Sacred Child, Su Yi wasn’t deterred. Though two steps away from perfecting his Void God Sea cultivation, his combat abilities had skyrocketed!
“This Sanctified Martial Secret Realm seems unstable. The Sanctified Martial Platforms of the Void have appeared. We should climb one first and figure out the rest later!”
Xu Chen arrived beside Su Yi, his gaze fixed on the radiant golden platforms as he spoke with determination.
“Let’s move!”
Su Yi nodded in agreement, his gaze scanning the battlefield. Among the turbulent spatial ripples, he spotted familiar faces—Mu Yao of the Divine Sword School, Situ Muyang, Ou Luo, Ying Qianqian, Jian Wuque, and others—all vying for the platforms.
The elite disciples of the Five Sects and Three Schools shone brilliantly, dominating the competition!
“Time to act. Let’s secure a platform!”
Xu Chen’s smile widened. His white robes fluttered, his sharp yet handsome face radiating confidence. Vital energy surged beneath his feet, enveloping him in a glowing aura. In one fluid motion, he leaped forward. His steps tapped against the void, creating ripples in the air. With astonishing ease, he landed on a Sanctified Martial Platform of the Void.
A disciple from the Qingyun Sect stood atop the platform, his aura imposing. His sharp gaze turned to Xu Chen, and without hesitation, he launched a powerful punch.
Xu Chen sidestepped gracefully, evading the strike with minimal effort. His fingers formed a claw-like imprint, grasping the disciple’s fist with unyielding strength. The energy around Xu Chen shimmered like ethereal clouds, his claw resembling a dragon’s talon. The disciple shuddered, his Qi faltering under the immense pressure.
“Get off!”
With a firm flick of his hand, Xu Chen sent the disciple flying from the platform. The challenger couldn’t match Xu Chen’s strength.
Flame Scale, hidden beneath his robe and hood, gazed longingly at the golden light surrounding another platform. His passion no longer centered solely on the Sacred Mountain. Initially, he had aspired to enter the Sacred Mountain’s ranks. Now, he saw it as merely a stepping stone.
The Central Region’s pinnacle talents had gathered here, a competition among millions of the most extraordinary young individuals. In such an electrifying atmosphere, what young person wouldn’t feel their blood boil with anticipation and their heart race with ambition?
“Boom!”
Flame Scale’s aura erupted as black scales expanded across his body, exuding an overwhelming force. With unwavering resolve, he shot forward.
This grand event captivated the Central Region’s youth, each striving for supremacy.
Though all eyes were originally on Su Yi and Nanan Ruyu, the dynamic battle for the Sanctified Martial Platforms redirected the world’s attention to the Saint Martial Assembly.
For major sects and factions, this was an opportunity. Sacred Mountain’s losses at Su Yi’s hands created openings for disciples of other forces. In prior assemblies, Sacred Mountain dominated at least ten of the thirty-two platforms.
Amid this fervor, Su Yi shifted his gaze from Nanan Ruyu. The fiery competition stirred his own passion.
This was the ultimate test—a contest of the Central Region’s finest!
Fixing his eyes on a nearby platform shrouded in sacred energy, Su Yi stepped forward. The golden glow enveloped the air around it, radiating majesty. The fierce battle atop the platform only strengthened his resolve.
