1208: C1208 Empyrean Duanmu!

C1208 Empyrean Duanmu!

"What do you mean? Are you saying that the treasure that the Nether Island Lord Black Soul killed in the past was with Su Ye?"

Skyblade and Windfire, the two of them were startled. The two of them weren't idiots, but they had realized what had happened.

In truth, he was not sure whether or not that treasure was truly with Su Ye all those years ago. After all, all those years had passed and the treasure had already disappeared for countless years, so it was unlikely for it to appear.

But the problem was, Su Ye had caused him to lose all his face, and had even caused Saint Bird Island to suffer even more, so he had no choice but to take revenge!

"I'm not sure, but as long as the Life Soul Treasure appears on that deserted island, and Su Ye appears on that deserted island, then that is enough!"

Feng Huo and Feng Dao heard what was said, their hearts immediately turned cold, the two of them knew what Heavenly Lord Feng Lei was planning to do, but they did not object, their hatred for Su Ye was not any lesser than that of Heavenly Lord Feng Lei.

The North Sea.

On one particular sea surface, a wave was surging and a spatial ripple was formed. Su Ye's figure suddenly appeared.

Looking towards the north, where there was still no end of smoke waves, Su Ye could not help but to feel somewhat helpless.

The Kun Peng's world was too big, so big that it surpassed his imagination.

After he defeated Empyrean Thunderclap with a single saber strike a month ago, he didn't delay at all. As he traveled northwards through the starry skies, he had travelled tens of billions of miles. This distance was even enough to traverse an area like the space region of Lanfeng Valley, but he still hadn't reached the extreme north.

What a f * cking sh * t.

However, Su Ye was also helpless. Through his calculations of the number of days in this world, he already knew that in order to complete the [Innate] 'Wind' cultivation, the most ideal place would be the wind-spirit race's clan grounds.

So unless he wanted to give up, he had to keep moving until he reached the Wind Plains.

But how could he give up?

Being able to create a complete Immortal Dao was not a small temptation, Su Ye would not give up no matter what.

Su Ye looked towards the north and sighed. His gaze was firm and his figure disappeared with a swoosh.

Another three days passed.

Su Ye still did not see the end of the sea. As he continued to go further and further north, there were more and more deserted islands on the sea.

The spiritual energy of the Endless Sea was in a wasteland in all four directions. The great Dao was vague, and no cultivator would be willing to cultivate in such a remote place.

On this day, when Su Ye was resting on a deserted island, his sensitive spirit perception detected a slight fluctuation in space.

Without waiting for Su Ye to get up, three figures suddenly flew out from the void. It could be seen that the three figures had extremely deep comprehension of space, and their teleportation abilities were quite extraordinary. He was definitely a powerhouse amongst the Yellow Rank.

One of them was a man in silk clothing, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, his bearing extraordinary. Behind him followed two people who looked very similar, a man and a woman. They should be siblings.

The auras of these three people were very strong, all of them were Yellow Rank experts or above. Amongst all the Yellow Rank Rankers that Su Ye had met before, these three could be considered to be at the very top.

In the Desolate Northern Sea Region, there was no one.

The sudden appearance of these three Rankers was abnormal for anyone, but Su Ye did not do anything. He only glanced at them for a moment, then closed his eyes and continued to recuperate.

The man in embroidered clothes swept his gaze across Su Ye from afar and fixed his gaze on Su Ye's face. Immediately after, his eyes became stern, "How dare you!"

Behind him, a man and a woman had a murderous look on their faces as well.

The three of them stepped forward and landed on the deserted island.

The man dressed in embroidered clothes shouted, "Are you Su Ye, the Su Ye who defeated Supreme Wind, Thunder, and Wind with a single slash in the Western Sea?"

The silk-robed man's voice was loud and powerful like thunder. Just his voice was enough to freeze the waves of the ocean within a thousand kilometers of the island. It was as if a giant palm was forcefully suppressing the waves on the sea.

But, Su Ye did not have any reaction, and continued to meditate. It was only until a man and woman came out from behind the man in embroidered clothes and were prepared to attack Su Ye that they saw Su Ye opening his eyes and spitting out a mouthful of impure air, looking like he had reached the consummate stage of his cultivation.

Honestly speaking, Su Ye really did like this world that the Kun Peng turned into.

The structure of the spirit energy in this world was severely unbalanced, but the Feng Shui two paths were like two atmospheric veins that extended into the depths of time and space, filled with an unimaginable true intent of the Feng Shui two paths.

This was the Blessed Land of the Cultivators of Feng Shui and the Two Daos.

Even Su Ye, an expert who had already achieved a certain level of attainment in the second path of Wind and Water, could only train and comprehend the heavens and the earth in this world.

He even felt that even if he did not cast the Innate "Wind" in the Immortal Dao, as long as he was willing to give up everything in the outside world and silently cultivate in this world, he could rely on his extraordinary perception to create his own Immortal Dao in a span of at most a hundred years.

And it was because of this that after travelling continuously for more than a month, he was finally unable to restrain himself and stopped to cultivate. Unfortunately, this cultivation of his was interrupted by someone.

Su Ye stood up, glanced at the three people, and in the end, landed on the man dressed in embroidered clothes. He said in a bland voice: "Although I did not use all my strength to move to the north from the Western Sea, not all of you could catch up to me. Speak, why must you chase after me with so much effort? Do you want to avenge Empyrean Windthunder? "

"Avenge Heavenly Lord Feng Lei? Is she even worthy of it? " A hint of disdain flashed past the expression of the colorful-clothed man, and then, he said with an arrogant expression: "This sovereign is holding onto Mu Shang, you should have heard of this sovereign."

To end Mu Shang? Who was Mu Shang?

What should I have heard, what should I have heard?

Su Ye was startled, he shook his head and laughed: "I have never heard of it before.

Mu Shang's face changed as anger filled the corners of his eyes. He had never heard that was being carried by Yue Yang, how preposterous was that, to actually want to use such a method to humiliate him. It was simply unforgivable.

The man behind him became even more furious, "Impudent! Empyrean Duanmu is one of the ten great Empyreans under the Stellar Sovereign. Who in Zhong Hai dares to not know about Empyrean Duanmu? You dare to spout such nonsense, you are simply courting death! "

It was obvious that it was a very powerful magical equipment, and the Qi of the blade itself was comparable to that of an ordinary Yellow Rank expert. Moreover, the aura of the blade itself was dense, and one could vaguely see layers upon layers of bloody light wrapped around the surface of the blade.

"Daring Su Ye, since you dare to be impudent in front of Empyrean Broken Wood, I will cut off your arm first to teach you a lesson!"

The lady directly slashed at Su Ye, the blood on the blade shone, it was truly filled with the profound true meaning of the way of the wind, it was a killing technique that condensed at least seventy thousand abilities into one blade, it was extremely tyrannical, and displayed the severe side of the way of the wind perfectly.

Not only that, this woman's cultivation base had actually reached the eighth level of good fortune. To be a follower of someone with eight levels of good fortune, that was quite incredible.

Unfortunately, just this one slash was enough to kill Su Ye.

Even though Su Ye had comprehended many ancient Dao of immortality, just by relying on the wind path, he had already comprehended an incomplete Immortal Dao. Even if the wind path's foundation was incomparable to his opponent's, how could his opponent be able to understand the profoundness of the way of immortality?

Su Ye smiled indifferently. He pointed his finger forward, and directly touched the tip of the woman's blade, a speck of cyan light appearing like an ancient cyan lotus blossoming. One miraculous petal after another opened, and every petal contained tens of thousands of abilities.

Endless power passed through his fingertips and drowned the woman's blade. The blade trembled as it cried out sorrowfully.

"The blade is a good one. However, it would be a pity to turn the Soul Treasure's blade into a fierce one!"

Su Ye shook his head lightly, then suddenly opened his mouth and spat out six odd syllables in succession.

Six Words Soul Purification Curse!

The strange purifying power seeped into the blade in a way that others could not understand. The bloody light on the blade weakened, and a large number of dead souls escaped from the blade, fleeing into the distance.

As the dead spirit fled, the saber's fiendish aura weakened and its power began to decline, as if it was a common weapon.

The lady was shocked and angry at the same time, she bellowed: "Damn it, you dare to destroy my divine weapon!" She subconsciously wanted to retract her blade, but she did not expect that there would be a strong suction force at Su Ye's fingertips that would firmly suck the blade in, making her unable to retract it.

The woman could clearly feel that the vengeful spirit that had locked countless lives into the world inside the blade over the course of countless years was frantically escaping. The reason why her blade was so powerful was not because of the blade itself, but precisely because the vengeful spirit within the blade had lost all those vengeful spirits. This blade was no different from a piece of scrap metal.

The other party's methods were clearly destroying her treasure.0

Seeing her treasure's instantaneous might plummet by thirty percent, the woman's heart ached so much that blood dripped from it. Her expression also became hysterical. "Brother, kill him!"

The man was initially shocked when Su Ye blocked his blade with his finger, but after hearing his angry shout, he regained his senses. His killing intent exploded out, and he immediately threw a punch at Su Ye. He didn't have a weapon, but he could unleash 80,000 divine abilities with a single punch. His true intent of the Wind Dao was vigorous and powerful, even more so than the woman's one slash.

But, how could Su Ye have the time to fight with him? With a flip of his hand, a large palm print came slamming down toward the man. The Eternal Wind Divine Art, the Qingming Divine Art, actually directly slammed the man into the ground with its palm. His other hand directly grabbed forward, grabbing the throat of the girl and also throwing the girl away. The two siblings were immediately suppressed to the ground, unable to move at all.

The speed of the attack was so fast that even Duan Mu Shang felt that it was too dazzling and did not have enough time to stop it.

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