Chapter 1488

Chapter 1488: Bloody North City

Achu’s tears had blurred his vision, his body covered in blood but he ignored it, helplessly watching Uncle Chen. His trembling hands lightly touched the wound, afraid that it would hurt Uncle Chen, then quickly withdrew.

Uncle Chen’s eyes, filled with a hint of blood tears, showed his extreme weakness. His old hands gently patted Achu’s head, his lips slightly parted as if he had something to say to Achu.

Afraid that he wouldn’t hear clearly, Achu immediately bent down and pressed himself close to Uncle Chen’s mouth, listening attentively, crying, "Uncle Chen, what… what are you saying?"

"L… Little Achu, save your s… s sis… sister, live well. Today… Uncle Chen won’t be going back to the mountain temple with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Chen’s hanging hands suddenly lost strength, making a "crack" sound as they fell heavily onto the stone slab. He fell silent, and the light in Uncle Chen’s eyes quickly dimmed. His head lightly turned to the side, lifeless.

"Uncle Chen! Uncle Chen! Ah!"

At that moment, Achu couldn’t speak anymore, his voice hoarse from shouting. He shook his head and shouted relentlessly, pounding his fists hard on the wet stone slab. His knuckles were covered in blood, a horrifying sight to see.

Niuniu and the onlookers watched Uncle Chen leave, covering their mouths and shedding tears. Each person was trying their best to stay quiet, letting the tears flow. The gloom of Sacred Mountain had been hanging over their hearts for far too long.

Then, Achu’s trembling hands gently brushed Uncle Chen’s face. After removing his hands, Uncle Chen had already closed his eyes and looked peaceful, as if he were sleeping.

Su Yi and Situ Muyang, who were standing aside, looked at this scene with a mix of anger and helplessness. Su Yi muttered, "Take him with us, let’s leave this place!"

If they didn’t leave soon, there would be big trouble. Achu and everyone here could lose their lives due to the riots.

Suddenly, the fierce battle intent that Su Yi and Situ Muyang had been suppressing erupted at the same time. In an instant, their blood boiled like a soaring dragon, rushing through their minds.

Su Yi’s palm formed an arc from within, activating the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique at a rapid pace. Instantly, the unmatched ancient power surrounded everyone, and the overwhelming momentum exploded in a moment.

"Oh no!"

The chief guard’s pupils shrank suddenly, he quickly used his golden energy to resist, his powerful force tried to find a breakthrough within the energy halo.

In an instant, countless explosions echoed within the halo, the shockwaves from the impacts, like meteors, rushed towards the chief guard, like splashing waves.

"There’s a strong one! Hurry, go get the Guard at the East Gate!" shouted the chief guard, as the guards behind him waved their golden swords in the air. In an instant, the space around them expanded rapidly, and one of the guards who was outside the circle quickly mounted a demon beast and headed straight for the east gate.

"Trying to escape? You’ll die!"

In his heart, Su Yi let out a furious shout. Taking advantage of the crowd surging upwards, he activated his fire attribute energy and performed a flip in the air. His Hundred Transformations Step left behind a trail of fire-like butterfly shadows.

"Flaming Heavenly Palm！"

Su Yi stood in mid-air, unleashing his overwhelming power. Countless palm prints filled the sky like waves of fire, raining down heavily on the city gate guard.

The East Gate Guard, who was attempting to flee, looked back in astonishment. His terrified eyes shook as a crimson wave of energy exploded directly onto him. The intense impact sent him flying, and as he struggled to get up, a cloud of blood mist splattered, trembling as he hurriedly ran forward.

Inside the halo, unmatched palm prints came crashing down. The small circle surrounded by the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique confined the chief guard and his companions, distorting the space completely. Under such immense force, the surrounding space burst and shattered!

"Holy Light Blade Formation!"

Amidst the spectacle, the chief guard shouted loudly. Suddenly, a dazzling brilliance shot out, the blades spun, and together with several guards behind him, they formed a golden blade formation. They charged towards Su Yi’s palm prints like thunderbolts in mid-air!

From the outside, the entire North City Wall of Central Region was silent. But those inside could see that at the foot of the small city wall, it was like an earthquake, and the ground cracked open, with dust and debris filling the air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The consecutive attacks made the space shatter like a bomb exploding in a lake. The sound of the broken space spread rapidly, and under the astonished gazes of all, the Sacred Mountain suffered heavy losses.

Except for the chief guard, all the other guards were spitting out blood, staggering, their armor shattered, and they fell to the ground in pain.

"Ah! My chest!"

"Oh no, my hand… my hand!" Several guards lay on the ground, groaning in pain, their faces contorted.

The swift palm strikes, accompanied by scorching flames, swiftly burned within the metal armor. The heavy golden armor suddenly became a closed space, and one by one, the guards frantically took off their armor, looking disheveled.

"We can’t go on like this!"

Su Yi pondered for a moment, watching the guard who had just fled and disappeared. He worried that continuing this way would easily expose their position and could harm Niuniu and the others. In his urgent state, Su Yi also worried about what foolish things the boy called Achu might do.

"Muyang, go watch that boy!"

"Okay!"

Situ Muyang yelled and his feet filled with wind energy. At the same time, the Wind Battle Armor swelled up, covering Situ Muyang tightly in ancient white armor, like feathers, protecting him completely.

Among countless eyes, a handsome young man shrouded in swirling clouds appeared in the empty space. With a fierce dragon-like aura, he created a whirlwind and caused the entire space to tremble. The powerful wind pressure brought a whistling sound.

Gliding across the sky, passing through the crowd, like a white divine bird, the young man descended next to Achu with a flash.

Achu’s eyes were lifeless. He stared blankly at Uncle Chen’s lifeless body, not responding no matter how much Situ Muyang called him.

"With so much blood loss, even if the body can handle it, the soul will suffer a great trauma!"

Blood continued to flow from his body, making Muyang very anxious. He searched his arms and pulled out a bottle with a few drops of Spiritual Essence that Su Yi had given him. Situ Muyang didn’t hesitate and poured it into Achu’s mouth.

Immediately, Achu’s blood stopped flowing and the wounds began visibly healing at a rapid speed, emitting a faint shimmering white light.

After a few moments, Achu’s eyes became clear again. But in an instant, two beams of light shot out from her eyes, and she felt as hot as a roasted pebble, with steam rising from her body. She could feel a strong sense of killing intent.