The God of Sky and Earth

Chapter 794: Provocation!

Chapter 794: Provocation!

But now, Nanan Ruyu, the strongest in Sacred Mountain, rushed over, not knowing what the final outcome would be.

Nanan Ruyu, the Saint Child, rumored to be an unbeatable presence among his peers on Sacred Mountain. The fact that he became the Saint Child in Sacred Mountain speaks for itself.

The saint, a being that transcends the ordinary, achieving the extraordinary. The saint is a revered figure, held in high esteem among the heavens.

In the land of Sacred Mountain, a great battle was about to unfold between Yi Su from the Overlord Sect and Nanan Ruyu. The anticipation grew as millions of eyes eagerly awaited this clash, yearning to see the outcome!

Inside the Divine Sword School, Elder Su Kuangge, along with Elder Bai Mingshan, looked up.

In the Tianxuan Sect, Jian Wannian's gaze and others were filled with complex emotions.

In the ranks of Yutian Palace, the Deputy Palace Master, Guan Lan, looked astonished, clearly startled by something.

In the depths of Xi Wuqing's eyes, there was a coldness. Seeing the blurry and overlapping images in the void, he already had an idea of what was going on. It seemed that the most worrying thing had indeed happened. It turned out that the Sacred Mountain had made arrangements within the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm and were now targeting Su Yi. They even resorted to using weapons like the Soul Controlling Killing Talisman.

This was a deadly situation, but it seemed that Su Yi was incredibly lucky. He had the same defensive weapon called the Spirit Shielding Talisman!

"Martial Brother Nanan will definitely be able to defeat that boy!"

"Great! Martial Brother Nanan is here!"

The sacred mountain lay in ruins, the devastated land after a great earthquake. The remaining young disciples of the sacred mountain stepped back into the distance, their pale faces filled with shock. Their terrified gaze trembled relentlessly. But when they saw Nanan Ruyu, hope flickered back into their startled eyes once more.

Su Yi also caught sight of him, seemingly in some part of the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm, not too far away. Nanan Ruyu had arrived.

But Su Yi paid no attention, his eyes filled with a scornful gaze, still fixated on the formation of the Sacred Mountain outside the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm.

Suddenly, everyone was astonished to see Su Yi raise his hand, extending his index finger towards the formation of the Sacred Mountain. In his hand, he seemed to be holding a few space bags, stained with blood, as if just recently obtained from Chu Changhuan.

"Oh my goodness, this is provoking the Sacred Mountain!"

Many people couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, feeling their hearts racing for no reason. The young man had publicly slain Chu Changhuan of the Sacred Mountain, and now he was pointing directly at the Sacred Mountain.

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Not to mention throughout history, at least everyone present had never heard of it before, and at least they had never seen it before. In the entire Central Region, no one had dared to provoke the Sacred Mountain in such a way.

Gazing at the image in the void, the young man in the distance raised his hand and pointed directly at Elder Bing Fu, Wang Quande, Kuang Guilan, and the others from the Sacred Mountain. Each of them clenched their teeth, their faces turning pale, and their eyes filled with intense determination.

"This is a challenge, disregarding our Sacred Mountain, not bringing down our spirit, how can our Sacred Mountain maintain its dignity?"

The powerful beings from the Sacred Mountain had their eyes flashing red, with subtle twitches at the corners!

Su Yi chuckled coldly, turning around and casting his gaze towards the young disciples of the Sacred Mountain standing in anticipation in the distant surroundings.

The remaining young disciples of the Sacred Mountain were few in number, less than two-thirds had survived, with nearly half already lost.

As Su Yi's gaze wandered, even from a distance, an inexplicable chill could be felt.

"Swoosh!"

Su Yi moved, his feet filled with vitality as his figure swiftly dashed forward like a fleeting shadow, his target aimed directly at the remaining young disciples of the Sacred Mountain.

"What does Yi Su want to do!"

With all eyes watching, someone's blood couldn't help but boil, for no reason their heart tightened, as if their heartbeat was about to come to a halt.

"Oh no!"

The disciples of the Sacred Mountain, who were originally waiting for hope, looked at the young figure approaching them. Their hopeful eyes, which were already filled with hope, suddenly fell into shock, and their souls trembled inexplicably.

"Run away quickly, hurry!"

The powerful disciples of Sacred Mountain were often confident and never paid attention to disciples from other sects. But in this moment, they all felt like they were facing a jinx. They couldn't even summon the courage to fight back and the only thought in their hearts was to escape and wait for Martial Brother Nanan to arrive.

"Run away quickly, hurry!"

The disciples of Sacred Mountain were startled and thrown into chaos. Their expressions turned pale and they scattered like frightened animals. Once they realized what was happening, they immediately hurriedly ran away in all directions.

Mo Baiming was no match for Chu Changhuan, and even Chu Changhuan himself couldn't stand up against the opponent. He was struck down right before their eyes.

At this moment, these Sacred Mountain disciples, who usually looked down upon everything, had lost all courage to engage. Besides, they had already suffered heavy injuries and were not even capable of withstanding a combined attack.

Alas, these disciples of Sacred Mountain, they were far from being a match for Chu Changhuan, let alone comparing to Mo Baiming.

Even when it came to speed, he was no match for Su Yi.

"Swoosh!"

Su Yi was incredibly fast, appearing in front of a young man from Sacred Mountain. His eyes gleamed coldly as a dark, radiant sword materialized in his hand, emitting a dazzling and mysterious glow.

This sword, in fact, was the very same sword that Mo Baiming once held.

The Lonely Mountain had already collapsed, and Mo Baiming was also buried beneath the pile of rubble.

But this extraordinary sword appeared in Su Yi's hand, although it's unclear when.

"Zoom!"

With a flash of sword light, Su Yi thrust his sword forward. The gleaming blade rapidly expanded in the pupil of the disciple's eyes, overpowering him completely. It finally sliced through his chest, blood gushing out as it pierced through his back, leaving him with lifeless eyes tightly shut.

"Kill!"

With the next breath, Su Yi's figure appeared beside the second young disciple of the Sacred Mountain. His sword swung down directly, without any fancy moves, exuding a brilliant sword light like thunder and wind, creating a resounding and ear-shaking clang.

"Ha ha ha..."

As the sword light passed, the young man's expression turned to horror as he desperately fled at high speed. But it was already too late, he couldn't avoid it. In his eyes, filled with despair, his body was quickly split in half by a single sword, and blood splattered in the air.

Su Yi, filled with a fierce determination, unleashed a merciless onslaught, his eyes brimming with a chilling intent to kill.

The Sacred Mountain has already made up its mind to kill them, so why should they hold back!

Su Yi, at this moment, unleashed a merciless onslaught, taking lives without hesitation. Whether it was one, a hundred, or a thousand, he would not hesitate to end them.

Then he could kill as many as he wanted, causing the Sacred Mountain great sorrow.

"Bang!

Su Yi's figure was like a ghost, resembling the Grim Reaper as he harvested souls. Wherever he passed, disciples of the Sacred Mountain were beheaded, and blood splattered everywhere. This was a massacre.

The disciples of the Sacred Mountain have always been high above others.

The disciples of the Sacred Mountain represent absolute strength among their peers, a presence that is admired but not easily attainable.

Upon the vast Central Region, every young person dreams of becoming a disciple of the Sacred Mountain.

But in this moment, witnessed by countless eyes, the disciples of the Sacred Mountain were in a sorry state, scattered like frightened animals, unable to withstand a single blow. They fled in all directions, completely helpless and defenseless, subjected to merciless slaughter. They appeared so weak and powerless.

"Is this the Sacred Mountain?"

Amongst the crowd, some couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt. Could it be that the so-called Sacred Mountain was simply like this, deceiving countless people in the Central Region?

Of course, there were only a few who would truly doubt the Sacred Mountain.

The disciples of the Sacred Mountain were undoubtedly powerful, each one possessing extraordinary talent. All of this was thanks to Yi Su, who was exceptionally strong, to the point of being like a prodigy from the Overlord Sect.

"Don't, don't!"

"Nalan, hurry!"

"My student!"

Outside the Sanctified Martial Secret Realm, on the peak where the Sacred Mountain rests, several elderly men with eyes like lightning, clenched their teeth and spoke with thunderous voices, filled with inexplicable sorrow.