The toll of the bell echoed, vast and solemn, resonating throughout the heavens and the earth.
The people in the field were in a daze, unable to recover from the shock for a long time.
This battle, from beginning to end, was filled with twists and turns, with numerous variables and extreme peril.
At first, Su Hongli soared through the air, surpassing the realm of the land immortals with his profound strength, surpassing even the mighty Beigu cultivator Youtian Hong.
But he was still not a match for Su Yi, who was at the Grandmaster realm.
Later, Su Yi commanded the power of the heavens and earth, just like the ruler of this world, making countless land immortals fear him.
Yet, he was still not a match for Su Yi.
It wasn't until he stole the vitality of the Daoist robe elder and activated the world-shaking Ferocious Sword that everyone believed Su Yi was bound to lose.
But in the end, he was still not a match for Su Yi.
And finally, disregarding everything, he let the demonic spirit possess his body and activated the black bronze bell, its terrifying might making even the land immortals tremble with fear from a distance.
Who could have imagined that Su Yi would still emerge victorious!!
Each twist and turn only served to highlight the terror that Su Yi represented.
At this moment, as everyone looked at Su Yi's tall and imposing figure in the void, their gazes were filled with deep reverence and dread.
"This battle can be called the pinnacle battle of the past century. It is unheard of and unseen in the lands of Great Zhou, Great Wei, and Great Qin!" exclaimed Sage Yunlang.
"Compared to this battle, the confrontation between Youtian Hong and Su Yi at the peak of Jiuzhi Mountain... Youtian Hong's death was not in vain..." murmured Moon Poetry Cicada, her clear eyes dreamlike.
"How... did he do it? Can anyone answer me why a Grandmaster can possess such heaven-defying combat strength?" Land immortals like Shi Fengliu, Jihe, and Yun Zhongqi were full of doubts.
Before, when they saw Su Yi on the verge of death, they felt regret, thinking they had lost the opportunity to personally kill him.
But now, seeing Su Yi emerge victorious, a strong sense of unwillingness surged within them.
Only they themselves could truly understand the taste of it.
Before this battle, no matter how highly they regarded Su Yi, they never expected that Su Hongli, who had been possessed by the demonic spirit, would not even manage to harm Su Yi.
It should be noted that the black bronze bell activated by Su Hongli could easily kill all of them, the land immortals!
But in the end, not only did Su Yi come out unscathed, he even claimed the black bronze bell as his own...
"Now, he is only at the Grandmaster realm. If we give him more time, who in this world can be his opponent?"
Jihe sighed inwardly.
He didn't dare to speak these words at this moment, afraid of catching Su Yi's attention.
Like him, many influential figures in the field harbored similar thoughts.
At present, Su Yi was only seventeen years old, with his cultivation at the pinnacle of the Grandmaster realm. Yet, he had already reached such an unimaginable level of strength.
What kind of terror would his power become as he advanced and broke through to higher realms in the future?
Just thinking about it sent shivers down one's spine!
"Su Brother has won!"
Mu Xi, Puyi, and others finally revealed smiles on their faces.
This battle had made their hearts pound with fear, experiencing moments of breathless tension. Now, they could finally relax completely.
"Fantastic!"
Lanruo exclaimed, her beautiful eyes shimmering.
"Exhilarating!"
Chang Guoke couldn't help but grin.
At this moment, his Master, True Man Huosong, couldn't be bothered to scold him anymore.
"Is he really unbeatable?"
Qingqin's expression was complicated, her clear eyes filled with a dazed look.
...
In the void.
Su Yi's gaze fell upon Su Hongli.
At this moment, Su Hongli was completely depleted of vitality, his appearance withered, his eyes dull to the extreme, as if lost and unable to regain his senses.
When he sensed Su Yi's gaze, he struggled to lift his head, coughing violently, resembling a dying candle on the verge of extinguishing.
"Why... didn't you kill me?" Su Hongli asked in rapid and labored breaths, his voice weak.
Su Yi retorted, "Why didn't you kill me and my mother back then?"
Su Hongli paused for a moment, a reminiscing look flickering in his eyes. He murmured, "To be honest, I didn't stoop to that level back then. Even though I hated your mother to the core, I had no intention of personally killing her because I knew she wouldn't live much longer..."
As he spoke, he was seized by a violent fit of coughing, bending over with each cough. His wavering figure made people worry that he might die at any moment.
"As for you..."
Su Hongli took a deep breath, a self-deprecating expression appearing on his face. "Perhaps you don't believe it, but I have to admit that back then, I couldn't bring myself to commit filicide. It was only later that I could suppress the power of the Abyssal Thunder Penalty Bell. However, I gradually realized that I was becoming less and less like myself."
Bitterness and self-mockery appeared on his cheeks. "Your mother was right. The Abyssal Thunder Penalty Bell is too mysterious and dangerous. As soon as you get close to it, its power corrodes and influences you, ultimately making you completely different from before."
Speaking of this, regret surged in Su Hongli's brows. "She warned me about all of this back then, but I couldn't restrain my inner greed. Taking advantage of your mother's unpreparedness, I stole this demonic treasure..."
Su Yi's gaze turned cold as he asked, "Do you regret it?"
Su Hongli shook his head. "No, I, Su Hongli, am not worth pity, and I don't regret the mistakes I've made. What truly pains me is that I let down your mother..."
Pain filled his dim eyes. "When she found out that I had stolen the Abyssal Thunder Penalty Bell, she was furious and deeply disappointed. But she didn't completely sever ties with me. Instead, she taught me some methods to control and suppress the bell."
"It is because of this that I have been able to suppress the demonic spirit within me all these years..."
Su Hongli murmured, "Now, looking back, I have betrayed your mother far too much. Until she died, I didn't even look at her once..."
As he spoke, he looked at Su Yi, his voice hoarse and low. "You hate me to the core, and I don't blame you. But if you kill me, you'll bear the infamy of patricide, and people will forever point fingers at you."
Su Yi raised an eyebrow, about to speak.
But Su Hongli smiled and said, "I... am not worthy to be your father... However... I can spare you from bearing the infamy of patricide... I believe that if your mother knew from the afterlife, she wouldn't... hate me so much..."
His voice gradually weakened and became faint.
The vitality in Su Hongli's body vanished like receding tide, and his already exhausted body turned into ashes that drifted away.
The lord of the Su family in the Yujing City had passed away.
Su Yi's expression was indifferent, devoid of sorrow or joy.
He reached out and gathered up the ashes left by Su Hongli.
"Dying here means nothing. Tomorrow, I will use you as an offering to console my mother's spirit in heaven..."
Su Yi muttered to himself.
He felt no sympathy for Su Hongli.
Even if Su Hongli had realized his mistakes at the moment of death, it was difficult to stir any emotions in Su Yi's heart.
Su Yi's gaze shifted towards the direction where the Su family resided, looking at You Qingzhi and Su Boning.
Both of them had long been filled with extreme fear.
When Su Yi's gaze fell upon them, You Qingzhi's vision went black, and she collapsed directly to the ground, frightened to the point of fainting.
As for Su Boning, he collapsed and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Su Yi! By killing our father, you will forever be scorned by all generations, unable to hold your head up high!"
His eyes were bloodshot, his face twisted in a fierce and uncontrollable rage.
Su Yi remained silent, simply flicking his finger.
Poof!
A strand of sword aura slashed through the air, beheading Su Boning in the midst of his hysterical roaring.
Immediately after, another sword aura descended, severing the head of the unconscious You Qingzhi.
Throughout the entire ordeal, Su Yi did not utter a single word.
The horrifying sight of bloodshed sent chills down the spines of the other members of the Su family, causing them to tremble in fear.
"Tomorrow morning, the Su family will prepare some offerings and send them to the Songfeng Villa. In that case, I will let bygones be bygones."
Su Yi spoke indifferently, "You should understand who truly offended me back then. If those offerings fail to satisfy me, I will take the lives of all of you as offerings."
Upon hearing these words, most of the Su family members felt as if they were granted amnesty, as they believed they had not offended Su Yi in the past years.
However, those who had previously offended Su Yi fell into despair one after another. Some knelt to the ground, begging for mercy, while others were frightened to the point of losing their senses, urinating and defecating, and some wailed loudly...
Su Yi paid no attention to them.
His gaze swept the surroundings until it finally landed on Yun Zhongqi, Jihe, and Shifengliu. "Do you want to seek revenge now?"
He had asked the same question after killing You Tianhong on the peak of Jiuzhi Mountain.
Similar to last time, Yun Zhongqi and the other land immortals were paralyzed, their expressions changing unpredictably, and they remained silent, avoiding eye contact with Su Yi.
This was the might that was carved out through bloodshed, leaving no room for these influential figures to show defiance.
"I know that in the future, as long as you have the chance, you will surely seek revenge against me, Su Yi. But rest assured, whenever you no longer wish to live, you can come find me."
His words carried a tone of disdain, an attitude that dismissed these land immortals as insignificant.
Having said that, Su Yi was about to leave.
But at that moment, a deep and aged voice resounded from a distance—
"Su fellow daoist, please stay. If you can truly hold your ground, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
The voice echoed through the heavens and the earth.
In the distance, a group of people swiftly approached, soaring through the air.
Jihe, Yun Zhongqi, Shifengliu, and others felt a stir in their hearts, their gazes flickering.
Indeed, Su Yi had long seen through their hostility, so why didn't he make a move against them?
There seemed to be only one explanation: in the fierce battle just now, Su Yi had also expended a great deal of energy and was already nearing the end of his strength!
After all, he was only a Martial Grandmaster, and after experiencing such a brutal fight, how could his cultivation not have been greatly depleted?
There was even the possibility of him being injured.
It's just that no one had noticed it.
Yun Lang, Yue Shichan, Ge Changling, Mu Xi, and others clearly also realized this point, and their expressions changed instantly.
With just a few words, the atmosphere in the field became oppressive and eerie, with signs of hidden currents surging.
At this moment, the group of people in the distance had already approached rapidly.
Even before reaching the area, they dispersed, seemingly forming an encircling posture, blocking Su Yi's retreat!