The night was tranquil, bathed in the shimmering moonlight.
Facing the five Transcendent Martial Ancestors, Su Yi took out a jug of wine and indulged himself.
"Toasting under the moonlight, dancing with the sword, and killing enemies, how delightful."
He threw the empty wine jug away with a swing of his hand, and Su Yi smiled freely. A trace of recklessness appeared in his profound eyes.
"When heaven desires its demise, it will make it go mad. What a pity."
The enchanting and noble Lady Tonghua sighed softly.
"What a load of nonsense. Kill him first, then talk!"
Flaming Sun True Immortal shouted loudly and made his move immediately.
His hair was sparse, his appearance old and feeble, giving the impression of a waning life. However, his temper was extremely volatile. As soon as he made a move, his figure boiled like a blazing furnace, surging with raging flames.
Boom!
He stepped forward and slapped his palm through the air.
Between his five fingers, there was a dazzling red innate qi, raging like divine flames, violent and fierce.
Red Sun Palm!
It was an advanced martial art that resembled the Dao, with palms like a burning sun that could incinerate mountains and boil seas, turning gold and stone into powder.
When this palm was unleashed, it was as if a burning sun rose in the night, illuminating the heavens and earth. The nearby rocks and vegetation were all turned into ashes.
Situ Gong's eyelids twitched, and with just one glance, he could tell that Flaming Sun True Immortal had made a ruthless move without any reservation.
Clearly, he treated Su Yi as a mortal enemy!
This was a life and death decision. It didn't matter what cultivation or identity you had. It was a direct and thunderous strike, swift and decisive.
Terrifying!
In the Taoist temple, Wenzhongyuan and the others felt their eyes stinging, their faces pale with shock.
This was the power of a Transcendent Martial Ancestor. Every action and movement transcended the realm of a grandmaster in the conventional sense. They possessed innate strength, approaching the realm of immortals on land!
"Just a flicker of fireflies."
Su Yi's eyes were serene. Only when the palm strike was about to arrive did he casually brush it away.
Boom!
A power imbued with mysterious Dao rhythm swept out. It seemed light and gentle, but the overwhelmingly powerful Red Sun Palm instantly shattered and dissipated.
Situ Gong and the others' pupils slightly contracted as they exchanged glances, all overwhelmed by a sense of awe.
Indeed, as rumored, even though Su Yi was only seventeen years old and his cultivation had only reached the Grandmaster realm, his combat power was already threatening to the Transcendent Martial Ancestors!
Even Flaming Sun True Immortal revealed a hint of astonishment. He never expected that Su Yi would be able to easily dissolve his attack.
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Come at me together."
Su Yi spoke calmly, his green robe fluttering as if he were a celestial being untainted by the mortal world.
"Offending you!"
Taking a deep breath, Situ Gong spoke with a deep voice.
Boom!
In an instant, the five Transcendent Martial Ancestors no longer held back their strength. Their aura climbed higher and higher, surging like a vast ocean. In the air, hurricanes formed one after another, resembling tornadoes.
With the five of them as the center, they transformed into five enormous storms, even stirring up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing this mountainous area to be engulfed in chaotic and violent power.
Countless trees and rocks shattered into pieces in an instant!
The five of them formed a circular formation, enclosing Su Yi.
He alone was bearing the full pressure of the five Transcendent Martial Ancestors!
If it were any other grandmaster, they would have long been oppressed to the point of immobility.
However, Su Yi still maintained a calm and composed appearance. When the towering waves approached within three feet of his figure, they dispersed and vanished.
It was as if he were an unyielding boulder, allowing the torrents to wash over him without budging.
This scene caused Situ Gong and the others' pupils to narrow once again.
"Not bad, quite interesting."
With a indifferent voice, Su Yi took a leisurely step forward.
A seemingly insignificant step, yet it seemed to move his entire body.
"Not good!"
The faces of the five Transcendent Martial Ancestors changed simultaneously.
At the first moment, they all felt that Su Yi, who had been locked in by their aura, had unexpectedly stepped on the weakest point of their combined momentum!
It was like a formation's core, which was stepped on by Su Yi, forcing the five Transcendent Martial Ancestors to take action to resolve the situation.
Otherwise, they would fall into a passive state.
Boom!
Once again, Flaming Sun True Immortal took the lead.
A burning palm print flew across the sky, transforming into a disc the size of a zhang, resembling a huge grinding disc made of molten lava.
Compared to the previous attack, it was even more terrifying!
"Rise!"
Situ Gong flicked his palm, and a vivid green short blade emerged.
This blade seemed to be crafted from the finest jade, translucent and gleaming with a chilling radiance.
As Situ Gong swung his blade...
Swish!
The green short blade released a blood-red blade qi, stretching up to thirty feet long. It was as agile as blood-colored lightning, descending from the sky.
Azure Blood Slaughtering Spirit Blade!
Situ Gong's unique and unparalleled skill. It was with this formidable blade technique that he rose to become one of the top ten Transcendent Martial Ancestors.
Almost at the same time...
Lady Tonghua wielded a golden whip, causing layers upon layers of overlapping whip shadows to ripple and shimmer. The flow of air in the heavens and earth shattered and churned, emitting explosive bursts of sound.
"Hmph!"
Mo Qingcang let out a cryptic sound from his lips, wielding a jade ruler covered in intricate runes. He leaped into the air and smashed it towards Su Yi from a distance.
Seven Kills Ruler!
Finally, the tall and thin man in the white robe made his move.
This unparalleled Transcendent Martial Ancestor swung his sword and thrust forward.
A dazzling, agile sword light shot out like a nimble silver lightning snake, incredibly fast and arriving before Su Yi in an instant.
The sharpness of this sword's edge caused the heavens and earth to dim.
The five Transcendent Martial Ancestors, who had been renowned for many years, had unleashed such a formidable momentum with just a single strike. It was enough to be considered earth-shattering.
Wen Zhongyuan and the others hiding in the Taoist temple were completely terrified.
A single Transcendent Martial Ancestor could move mountains and rivers, killing grandmasters as easily as slaughtering chickens. In the mortal world, one person could annihilate thousands of soldiers and sweep through the masses.
And now, with a total of five Transcendent Martial Ancestors attacking together, such a scene was enough to make any martial artist in the world despair!
"This young man surnamed Su is probably in for trouble..."
Unconsciously, Wen Zhongyuan and the others all had the same thought in their minds.
However, faced with this situation, Su Yi appeared even more relaxed and composed.
Under the capture of his "Divine Perception" power, everything in this world seemed to slow down in an instant.
The changes in the air currents, the surging of dust, the shifting of light and shadow... everything was vividly reflected in his mind.
And the actions, aura, techniques, and even the subtle changes in expression and the operation of their qi during each breath of the five Transcendent Martial Ancestors were all meticulously captured by Su Yi.
This was the wonderful use of Divine Perception!
In the mortal world, only practitioners of the Yuan Path could grasp this spiritual power!
But now, Su Yi was displaying it with his grandmaster cultivation.
To engage in battle using Divine Perception, this familiar feeling made Su Yi's heart uncontrollably tremble.
This feeling, it had been a long time since he experienced it.
Soon after, Su Yi made his move.
He threw out a punch in mid-air, and the dazzling True Yuan condensed into a fist imprint, crystalline and translucent, imprinting itself on the incoming sword qi.
It was like a deer locking antlers, naturally perfect.
Although the punch seemed ordinary, it struck directly at the weakest point of the brilliant sword light, causing the white-robed tall man's shocked gaze.
Boom!
Instantly, the dazzling silver sword light and all its intricate changes were sealed and burst open in the void.
"Full of flaws, unbearable to look at," Su Yi shook his head and spoke.
Not far away, the white-robed tall man staggered, nearly coughing up blood.
Although this sword of his was not the proudest of his lifetime, it still contained his cultivation and the insights he had gained from years of honing his swordsmanship.
Yet, in an instant, it was shattered by a single punch, a blow that was even harder for him to accept than the physical impact he had received. Especially Su Yi's final comment, like a sharp blade, stabbed at his face, making his expression turn ugly.
After shattering the silver sword qi with a punch, Su Yi lightly tapped the empty space with his left hand.
Crack!
The fiery palm imprint, like a burning sun, radiated an immeasurable brilliance. But at this moment, it seemed to have been struck by a gigantic hammer wielded by a deity, disintegrating in the void. The uncontrollable torrent of flames rushed in all directions.
Liereal let out a muffled groan from his lips, his face completely changed.
In the past, he could suppress all directions with this martial art, and even opponents of the same realm rarely dared to confront him head-on when he used his full power.
But now, it was casually shattered with a flick of a finger!
"Mere appearance, grand but ineffective," Su Yi casually commented.
Liereal's gaze turned cold, his face turned ashen.
Snap!
Golden whips of light whizzed through the air, exploding like thunder with a formidable momentum.
Su Yi's gaze remained indifferent as he slid his fingertip across.
A strand of sword qi swept up and gently flickered.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A sword cleaved through the air, and the countless whip shadows shattered and dispersed like bubbles. Caught off guard, Lady Tonghua staggered backward, her beautiful and charming face filled with disbelief.
With a casual finger gesture, he broke her own killing move?
"Stagnant and powerless, such whip technique only adds to the ridicule," Su Yi sneered.
Finally, a blood-red blade qi from Situ Gong and the Seven Kills Ruler swung by Mo Qingcang approached almost simultaneously.
Then, Su Yi took two steps in mid-air and suddenly struck with two palms.
One palm was like a cutting edge, tracing a profound trajectory as it slashed through the blood-red blade qi, causing them to collide and explode.
The other palm was like a heavy hammer, brutally smashing into the Seven Kills Ruler. The jade ruler, along with Mo Qingcang, flew out like a kite with a broken string.
Boom!
The torrent generated by the battle spread out at this moment, sweeping through the surroundings, causing the clouds in the sky to churn. The sound echoed like thunder crashing down, spreading across the nearby mountains and fields.
The heavens and earth trembled.
Amidst the scattered torrents, Su Yi's robes fluttered as he sighed and shook his head.
"With your level of martial attainment, it's no wonder that you have been trapped in the Unblemished Realm for these years, unable to aspire to the path of the Primordial Dao," his light voice resonated through the night sky.
In the Taoist temple, Wen Zhongyuan and the others were dumbfounded and shocked.
In just the blink of an eye, Su Yi had broken through the joint siege of the five Heaven-Defying Martial Ancestors with a single punch, a light tap, a stroke, and two palms!
He was like an exiled immortal, invincible wherever he went. Moreover, judging from his casual comments and indifferent demeanor, it was evident that he hadn't even exerted his full strength!
This was truly a mind-blowing spectacle!
"Is... Is he still human?" Wen Zhongyuan was completely dazed, as if witnessing an immortal in battle. The power displayed was completely beyond his comprehension.
Li Gui, Xiao He, and the others had long lost their composure and were completely bewildered.
They had initially thought that Su Yi would undoubtedly perish under such a siege. Who would have expected the complete opposite outcome?
Under the cover of darkness, Situ Gong, Liereal, Mo Qingcang, and the others had solemn expressions.
Although they had thoroughly assessed Su Yi's combat power before taking action and had decided to join forces, they had believed it would be almost certain to secure victory.
However, it was only in the actual confrontation that they realized the terrifying extent of this seventeen-year-old youth's strength!
"No wonder this boy dared to challenge us to a life-or-death gamble... Everyone, at this point, we truly need to fight with all our might; otherwise, I'm afraid we won't be able to defeat him," the tall, white-robed man spoke with a deep voice, taking a deep breath.
The others' gazes flickered, and their auras became increasingly daunting.
How could they not be aware that, without going all out, the outcome would be uncertain?
Seeing this, Su Yi looked up at the bright moon in the sky and softly said, "Indeed, there's no need to waste any more time..."
He had thought that with the joint efforts of the five Heaven-Defying Martial Ancestors, they might be able to put up a fight.
But now, he realized that these were ultimately just a few Heaven-Defying Martial Ancestors in the mortal realm, perhaps with names that could shake the world.
However, if this were in the vast land of the Nine Provinces, they would be nothing more than insignificant characters who had not truly embarked on the path of cultivation.
They weren't even worthy of the title "cultivators."
Clang!
The Xuanwu Sword quietly appeared in Su Yi's hand as his gaze became indifferent and calm.
Having lost interest in the battle, all that remained was the process of determining victory or defeat, and the struggle between life and death, a process that no one wanted to waste time on.
The sword hummed softly.
Su Yi's aura quietly changed, and visible waves of qi converged from all directions, forming a massive airflow storm centered around him.
Harnessing the power of heaven and earth within himself!
In that instant, in the eyes of everyone, Su Yi appeared as a king who controlled the heavens and earth, with mountains, rivers, and myriad phenomena bowing before him.
This was purely a manifestation of great momentum, a power that harnessed the might of heaven and earth.
But the shock it brought was beyond measure.
"Attack!" Liereal's expression changed drastically as he shouted loudly.
The others also realized the danger and knew they couldn't hold back any longer. The young man before them, who was like an exiled immortal or a monstrous being, was the most formidable enemy they had ever encountered!
Boom!
Liereal's body seemed to be burning as he performed an extraordinary martial arts technique. In the void, countless streams of fire surged and intertwined.
Eventually, they condensed into an incredibly refined flame seal!
Crimson Flame Incinerates the Sky Seal!
This was Liereal's ultimate move, one that he rarely used unless he was fighting for his life.
Swish!
Situ Gong activated the Azure Blood Blade, emitting a sharp whistle. Qi surged within him, causing even his robes to billow violently. He was obviously exerting all his strength.
A blood-colored blade aura, tens of zhang long, gradually condensed in the void.
This blade aura was dazzling and radiant, with an immeasurable sharpness. It even seemed as if within the blade's edge, mountains of corpses and seas of blood churned and roared, exuding boundless horror.
"Rise, Sword!"
The tall, white-robed man shouted, his hair flying. His entire aura reached its peak as he held the long sword in his palm, appearing as heavy as a divine mountain, slowly hovering in front of him.
Then, he slashed through the air.
Boom!
In the night sky, a dazzling silver lightning bolt seemed to appear. The sword aura was dozens of zhang long, radiating a brilliant silver light. It was filled with a menacing aura, chilling the heavens and earth. The sword aura resembled thunderous silver lightning, unpredictable and displaying the wondrousness of the Thunder Dao.
Thunderous Silver Lightning Sword!
At the same time, Madame Tonghua and Mo Qingcang each unleashed their own desperate techniques.
Madame Tonghua's green hair billowed as her entire body burst forth with golden radiance. With a wave of her jade hand, a golden whip soared through the air like a giant dragon, stirring up a sky full of golden wind and thunder, resonating with rumbling echoes that filled the heavens and earth.
Mo Qingcang opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the jade ruler in his hand. As he struck, multiple layers of bloody wolf smoke emerged from the surface of the Seven Killings Ruler, emitting eerie and awe-inspiring sounds.
The five Heaven-Defying Martial Ancestors fighting desperately together surpassed their previous might.
The entire world descended into chaos, with the air collapsing and falling into disorder. Even the mountains trembled under the tremendous pressure, emitting a deafening roar.
And the long-neglected Yuntao Temple finally gave way, collapsing to the ground in a thunderous roar, transforming into a heap of ruins.
If Wen Zhongyuan hadn't sensed the danger and promptly led Little He and the others to flee, they might have been buried alive within it.
Even so, the sight was enough to terrify them, prompting a hasty retreat from a safe distance.
Because such a spectacle was truly horrifying.
Meanwhile...
Su Yi took action.
His garments billowed, ethereal and untainted, as he took a step forward, wielding the Xuanwu Sword in his hand.
Then...
Countless sword energies rained down from the sky like a celestial Milky Way, cleansing the mortal realm.
A grand and swift sword, sweeping through the stars!
Compared to before, this single sword bore an air of commanding the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth. Words alone couldn't capture the might it possessed.
And this was the true manifestation of Su Yi's current strength, vividly displayed in this sword strike.
Boom!
The heavens and earth seemed to witness the descent of innumerable stars, resonating with explosive echoes.
Unparalleled sword energies surged forth like a breached flood, sweeping across an area of a hundred zhang.
Each of these sword energies exuded a profound and mysterious Dao essence, interwoven with the aura of fire, unleashing a fearsome power that ravaged the mortal realm.
Amidst the awestruck gazes of onlookers...
Boom!
The nearest Lìyáng True Man had his Crimson Flame Incineration Seal instantly shattered, and the surging sword energies struck him, forcing him to retreat with every step, his body covered in gory sword wounds.
A pained and desperate scream escaped his lips as he attempted to turn and flee, but his body disintegrated as if subjected to a brutal execution, with fragments of flesh cascading through the void.
Splatter!
His entire being dissolved into minuscule flecks of blood and flesh, dissipating into the emptiness.
Simultaneously, whether it was the Five-Zhang Blood-colored Blade Qi of Situ Palace, the Seven Kills Ruler of Mò Qíngcāng, the sword energies of the White-robed Man, or the whip of Tonghua Madam infused with awe-inspiring wind and thunder, all of them shattered and dispersed in the face of the surging and overwhelming sword energies, akin to the reversal of a stellar river!
Moreover, while defending against these sword energies, each of these Martial Ancestors endured a tremendous impact and suffered grievous wounds.
Each of them paled, filled with terror.
One sword, embracing the galaxy, swept away all their desperate attempts to kill, annihilating Lìyáng True Man on the spot without a chance to escape!
How dreadful was this?
All their gambles, all their desperate attempts to join forces, before this sword, appeared feeble and laughable!
"Run!"
An indescribable sense of fear overwhelmed Situ Palace and the others in that moment. They no longer dared to hesitate and swiftly turned to flee.
No one could have anticipated that Su Yi would possess such overwhelming power.
The strength he unleashed, the might he wielded, surpassed the comprehension of even these Martial Ancestors!
"Since it's a matter of life and death, one should be willing to accept the consequences of gambling and losing. Your actions have disappointed me," Su Yi's indifferent voice resonated in the darkness of the night.
With his words, a sword energy swept through the void, bursting like a radiant firework. That single sword energy instantly transformed into countless smaller and sharper sword energies, shooting across the sky.
A grand and swift sword, traversing the ten directions!
I have a sword that travels through the ten directions, reaching the ends of the sky and the depths of the underworld.
Then...
Puff!
In the distance, under the cover of the night, Tonghua Madam shuddered in horror. Almost instinctively, she abruptly turned around and desperately defended herself.
However, a rain of swords descended upon her, instantly submerging her alluring figure and reducing it to a ground covered in shattered flesh and blood.
The power of those sword energies was such that even she, a Martial Ancestor, could not withstand it!
Puff! Puff!
Almost at the same time, Mo Qingcang and the tall and thin man, like Tonghua Madam, were struck by the dense barrage of sword energies. Their bodies burst with scorching blood, collapsing to the ground.
In his dying moments, Mo Qingcang let out a roar of unwillingness.
The tall and thin man, on the other hand, wore a bitter and bewildered expression.
Only Situ Palace survived.
It wasn't because of his own skill, but rather, when that barrage of sword energies approached him, it suddenly dissipated into thin air.
Even so, he was left in cold sweat, his face pale.
He was certain that if those sword energies hadn't vanished, his fate would have been the same as Tonghua Madam and the others, turned into a pile of minced flesh long ago!
"Why didn't you kill me?" Situ Palace muttered in a dazed and feeble voice. In his field of vision, he saw Su Yi, dressed in a blue robe, walking towards him in mid-air.
"Before you meet your end, I have something to ask you," Su Yi casually remarked.
"Speak," Situ Palace's face turned ashen, as if he had completely resigned himself to his fate.
Su Yi asked, "How much did you pay to obtain information about my whereabouts from the Ten Directions Pavilion?"
Situ Palace was taken aback, his eyes filled with confusion. Was this matter... really that important?