Chapter 859
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Chapter 859: How Extraordinary!
At this moment, when something happened today, a powerful person suddenly arrived at Sacred Mountain. Su Yi already knew that Sacred Mountain would not give up.
In the face of absolute strength, Yutian Palace and the Divine Sword School also couldn’t protect themselves.
Elder Su Kuangge and Palace Master Gu Yue were severely injured, which made Su Yi understand even more.
Su Yi refused to join Yutian Palace, leave the Divine Sword School, and cut off all ties with everyone. He didn’t want to involve anyone anymore.
These people were willing to protect themselves at all costs, which deeply moved and touched Su Yi.
But how could Su Yi bear to involve these people again? How could he let Elder Su Kuangge and Palace Master Gu Yue fight for him again?
Saint Fire won’t hold back next, and if anything happens to Elder Su Kuangge, Su Yi won’t forgive himself.
Su Yi realized that he was still too weak, compared to the powerful people at Sacred Mountain. There was still a huge difference, like between an ant and an elephant.
But Su Yi was never one to surrender. He and Sacred Mountain were at a point of no return today. Even if he couldn’t win, he would fight again from all sides. At least he had some hidden cards.
After walking for several steps, Su Yi suddenly held a broken sword in his hand.
The sword was stuck upside down in the ground, as Su Yi coldly stared at Elder Saint Fire and Bing Fu in the distance. He loudly declared, "Today, I, Su Yi, swear here that one day I will step foot on Sacred Mountain and kill those who owe me. If one person tries to stop me, I will kill them. If a hundred people try to stop me, I will kill a hundred. No matter how many try to stop me, I will wash Sacred Mountain in blood!"
Su Yi’s voice echoed from the shattered golden boulder and reached the ears of many people.
"*Sigh…*"
In the venue, it seemed like a cool breeze was passing by.
The onlookers around the square, who had lower martial arts skills, suddenly felt a chill running down their spines. It was as if a coldness had swept over them, causing their blood to freeze.
Even the powerful individuals from Yutian Palace and the Divine Sword School, who were closer in distance, had trembling lips. Everyone was captivated by this earth-shattering coldness.
"This is murderous intent! This kid actually hates our Sacred Mountain to such a deep extent!"
"Such a terrifying killing aura!"
All the strong people of Sacred Mountain also felt it. The corners of their eyes twitched uncontrollably. This overwhelming coldness and murderous intent were chilling to the bone and terrifying.
Bing Fu, Elder Saint Fire, felt the aura and coldness in Su Yi at this moment. Suddenly, he had a sense of unease for no reason. Even his gaze trembled involuntarily.
In Elder Saint Fire’s heart, it trembled even more at this moment.
With his cultivation level, he should be able to crush that kid easily. Not to mention a cultivator at the first level of Yuan True Realm, even a cultivator at the Yuan Void Realm would be paralyzed under the suppressed aura at this moment.
But Su Yi was completely unaffected. At this moment, there was an invisible aura in his body, filled with dominance and destruction, which made him feel a sense of unease for no reason.
His perception told him that Su Yi was indeed different from ordinary people. No wonder he was able to defeat Nanan Ruyu!
"You insolent brat! Who do you think you are? Don’t overestimate your abilities. By killing your fellow disciples and betraying the sect, you shall be killed on the spot!"
Bing Fu spoke with a glint of icy light in his eyes. A young man like him could not be allowed to exist in Sacred Mountain. The only way was to kill him to prevent any future troubles!
"With the same level of cultivation, what does your Sacred Mountain mean to me? You only know how to bully the weak and outnumber them. Hahaha…"
Su Yi laughed coldly out loud. He wasn’t afraid of those of the same level of cultivation. After mocking them, he swung his sword towards the sky. His tattered robe moved slightly, his black hair danced behind him, and his eyes were like red lightning. He stood proudly, with a slender figure, and said, "Today, I have not lost anything. Killing one person is not a loss, killing two is a profit. Come at me together, don’t be afraid. If I don’t die today, one day I will surely massacre and flatten your Sacred Mountain!"
With arrogant words and a tall figure, Su Yi, at this moment, pointed at the group of strong individuals of Sacred Mountain all by himself!
This scene, that young man, made countless eyes unable to stop pulsing.
At this moment, that young man stood tall and firm under the overwhelming pressure from Sacred Mountain.
What an extraordinary display of brilliance, what an arrogant self-confidence, what a domineering fierceness!
"He didn’t surrender, I knew he wouldn’t surrender. Su Yi won’t surrender!"
"I knew it, I knew he wouldn’t give in. Su Yi isn’t that kind of person!"
Among the crowd, Su Yi’ followers couldn’t help but whisper, their blood boiling, and their fists clenching with excitement.
They didn’t misjudge him. That young man didn’t surrender. With his own strength, he now pointed at the group of strong individuals of Sacred Mountain.
Inside that thin figure, there was an unparalleled momentum, which was their goal and idol!
"I understand now, he refused to join Yutian Palace, withdrew from the Divine Sword School, and didn’t want the protection of Yutian Palace and the Divine Sword School, in order to not burden them!"
"What a great Su Yi, he knows how powerful Sacred Mountain is, he doesn’t want to burden the Divine Sword School and Yutian Palace, and is willing to face it alone!"
The discussions grew louder and more and more eyes became filled with burning passion.
"I knew Little Teacher Uncle wouldn’t be that kind of person. He’s afraid of burdening us, that’s why he left the Divine Sword School!" Situ Muyang’s eyes welled up with tears as he tightly clenched his fists.
"I knew it, that guy is only interested in pleasure, he wouldn’t be that kind of person!"
Gong Qi’s beautiful eyes shimmered, her vision becoming blurry.
"What does this guy want to do? Sacred Mountain won’t let him get away with it!"
Jian Shiyi, Liu Yunchuan, Ou Luo, and others trembled, secretly clenching their fists.
In Xi Wuqing’s eyes, there are shimmering lights, so deep that you can’t see the bottom.
"Wow, the Divine Sword School has produced a great disciple!"
Among the five sects and three schools, some powerful individuals whispered and sighed in admiration.
Bing Fu and Elder Saint Fire, along with other powerful individuals from Sacred Mountain, had increasingly unpleasant expressions on their faces.
Su Yi’ words made them twitch and lose face.
Even a fellow cultivator of the same level like Nanan Ruyu was defeated by a disciple of Sacred Mountain. Clearly, the people present were not opponents.
If they were to take action today, they would truly be seen as bullies picking on the younger and weaker. However, they absolutely couldn’t let this kid go today.
"Thinking highly of your talents, killing a fellow disciple, betraying the sect, and as punishment, you deserve to be executed. Su Yi, I’ll ask you one last time, will you return to Sacred Mountain to face the consequences, or will you be punished on the spot? This is your final chance!"
Elder Saint Fire spoke solemnly. Waves of scorching heat emanated from him, solidifying the void and intensifying the oppressive force.
"Boom!"
Inside Su Yi’s body, the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique reached its peak, and the light within his mind’s mysterious cluster kept spreading, resisting this immense pressure.
However, this overwhelming pressure still made it difficult for Su Yi to breathe, causing a burning sensation on his skin and trembling in his legs.
A surge of anger and indomitable will surged from deep within Su Yi’s heart, his gaze filled with a chilling intent as he stood tall and proud, never lowering his head even slightly!
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