Chapter 997
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Chapter 997: The Sorrowful Dharma Protector Wang!
The Soul Controlling Killing Talisman of the Sixth Grade within the Yuan Emperor Realm possesses formidable power. If auctioned, it would fetch a great number of Yuan Stones. Su Yi was unsure whether the Golden Sword Sect had any more of these talismans.
“Let’s go!”
Without wasting time, Su Yi, Su Xiaoshuai, the Green Emperor, and their companions swiftly departed from the area.
They anticipated that someone would soon arrive to investigate. If their location were discovered, it would certainly draw the attention of the Seven Star Sword Sect, given their proximity to Sword Star City.
Moreover, since some members of the Golden Sword Sect had managed to escape, word of Su Yi’s actions might spread, potentially drawing opportunistic attackers.
The Chaos Realm was home to many formidable wandering cultivators, and Su Yi was not inclined to take unnecessary risks.
Rather than returning immediately, Su Yi and his group found a concealed spot to regroup.
After instructing the Green Emperor and Yin-Yang Dark Emperor to keep watch, Su Yi brought Huang Jian into a mysterious space.
Huang Jian had suffered grave injuries. Yang Baikun’s powerful strike had thrown his energy into disarray and inflicted severe damage on his meridians.
“Thank you for saving my life, Master!”
Upon entering the mysterious space, Huang Jian immediately attempted to bow, but Su Yi stopped him.
“There’s no need for such formalities, Dharma Protector Huang. We are now allies, and helping you is only natural. From now on, don’t act so distant,” Su Yi said earnestly.
“Alright!” Huang Jian responded with a faint smile and a nod.
“Rest here and focus on your recovery. We’ll discuss other matters once you regain your strength.”
Su Yi handed him a bottle filled with Spiritual Essence to aid his healing.
There wasn’t much of this Spiritual Essence left, as most of the supply had already been collected by Su Yi. The remaining stock was limited.
“Master, I just need some time to recuperate. This isn’t necessary!” Huang Jian replied.
He understood the immense value of the Spiritual Essence. Thanks to it, he had reaped great benefits and advanced to the Yuan Emperor Realm.
Now that Su Yi had offered it for his healing, Huang Jian hesitated to accept such a rare and precious resource.
His reluctance wasn’t due to politeness but rather because he felt uneasy using something so valuable for mere recovery.
“Take it. I still have some left. Heal quickly—we have much to do,” Su Yi insisted.
While Huang Jian could recover naturally, it would take much longer. With Spiritual Essence, the process would be significantly accelerated.
“Thank you, Lord! With this, I’ll soon return to full strength!”
Huang Jian looked at Su Yi with profound gratitude and once again expressed his appreciation.
At this moment, he realized that Su Yi had given him genuine respect rather than treating him as a mere subordinate.
Huang Jian felt truly fortunate to serve under such a leader.
Without further words, he sat down, gazing at a small figure in the distance, then took a deep breath and entered meditation. The Spiritual Essence began flowing into his body, surrounding him with mist-like energy waves.
“Soul Devouring Emperor, what are you thinking about?”
Ignoring Huang Jian, Su Yi approached the Soul Devouring Emperor and asked.
The Soul Devouring Emperor simply gazed at him with an unreadable expression, remaining silent.
“Take your time. I’ll check back later.”
Su Yi was unfazed by the lack of response. He turned and left the mysterious space.
As the young figure departed, the Soul Devouring Emperor kept his eyes fixed on him for a long while.
Then, shifting his gaze, he stared at the elderly man in the yellow robe sitting on the ground, lost in deep thought.
“We’ll wait here until Dharma Protector Huang has fully recovered. Then, we’ll take action together!”
After leaving the mysterious space, Su Yi addressed the Green Emperor and Yin-Yang Dark Emperor in the cave. “However, capturing the Soul Devouring Emperor before then would be ideal.”
This thought caused Su Yi a moment of frustration.
The Soul Devouring Emperor had a temperament unlike ordinary people. If pressured too much, he would likely retaliate.
Nevertheless, Su Yi wasn’t willing to wait indefinitely. If persuasion failed, he would resort to force, despite the potential complications.
“Let’s continue our cultivation.”
Su Yi, Su Xiaoshuai, the Green Emperor, and Yin-Yang Dark Emperor all sat cross-legged, closing their eyes to meditate.
At the same time, disorder spread across the nearby mountains and forests.
Many figures rushed toward the site of the recent battle, eager to uncover what had transpired. Among them were members of the Green Dark Sect.
“Dharma Protector Wang, my deepest condolences. We will hunt down the culprit who killed your son and ensure they find no peace in life or death!”
An elderly man in his fifties spoke solemnly to a middle-aged man beside him.
The latter was Dharma Protector Wang, whose face was a storm of grief and fury, emotions so intense they defied words.
“Whoever killed my son Wang Mo… once I find them, I will subject them to unimaginable torment! They will beg for death but find none!” Dharma Protector Wang roared, his fists clenched as his rage threatened to consume him.
The Green Dark Sect members surrounding him felt a wave of sympathy.
Just days ago, they had spoken highly of Wang Mo’s talent. Among the younger generation, he was exceptional, second only to the Young Sect Leader.
Compared to Yang Chuan, son of Yang Baikun from the Golden Sword Sect, Wang Mo was undoubtedly superior!
This had long been a source of pride for Dharma Protector Wang.
To him, Wang Mo’s future was a source of endless hope—a beacon that would one day outshine even his own achievements.
With the Alliance Conference approaching, Dharma Protector Wang had eagerly anticipated seeing Wang Mo stand out, gain recognition, and perhaps even be rewarded with a complete medium-grade Dharma Tool.
But in an instant, his dream had been crushed!
What remained of his son was an unrecognizable corpse, torn apart by demonic beasts—discovered by fellow disciples of the Green Dark Sect.
Such a tragedy was beyond comprehension for Dharma Protector Wang.
His hopes had disintegrated, leaving only an abyss of sorrow within him.
“The sect leader has dispatched additional disciples to track down the murderer!”
Beside him, an elderly woman spoke gently, attempting to comfort him.
Though her words were reassuring, she knew the grim reality—
The one responsible for Wang Mo’s death had left no useful clues.
Finding them would not be easy.
