YM778.TV Chapter 47 - An Miaoyi, Clan Competition Begins
Above Wanxiang City, the Ancient Holy Beast erupted, releasing immense waves of holy-level energy that surged and spread, a chaotic maelstrom of destructive shockwaves rippled outward, causing widespread devastation.
Destructive forces of various kinds collided and clashed, rupturing the fabric of space and generating black holes. Profound fissures materialized, blanketing the sky, as residual energies roared like furious tides, hurtling towards Wanxiang City.
Rumble!
Wanxiang City quaked as its myriad formations reactivated in response. Countless runes glimmered like revolving stars, dispersing a considerable portion of the lingering energies. However, the ancient city itself still experienced intense tremors. After all, the detonation of an Ancient Holy Beast sent divine energies reverberating across the heavens and earth, triggering a colossal upheaval.
“Hiss, the Ancient Holy Beast was obliterated in a single palm. Su Changsheng’s power is astounding!”
“The Saint from the Lingxu Sword Sect wasn’t truthful. Su Changsheng doesn’t merely rival the Seventh Heavenly Realm. He stands comparable with the Ninth Heavenly Realm. Those elders attempted to deceive us!”
“The Ancient Holy Beast fell into a trap! A Ninth Heavenly Realm powerhouse isn’t someone he can provoke!”
Numerous potent individuals were astounded within Wanxiang City and among the observing forces. Since Su Jie was obscured in divine radiance and his appearance was concealed, most forces assumed he was Su Changsheng himself. After all, the Su family boasted only Su Changsheng as a Saint.
“Ah—”
In the sky, a surge of blood qi coalesced, manifesting into a figure with a pallid countenance. It was the reconstituted Ancient Holy Beast, weakened and bearing a fearful expression.
It wasn’t easy to eliminate a Saint unless one possessed overwhelming might, it was near-impossible to defeat them in just a few moves. Furthermore, the Ancient Holy Beast had a trump card that allowed him to withstand the initial palm strike from a Ninth Heavenly Realm expert. However, he couldn’t endure the subsequent assault and would undoubtedly be annihilated by a solitary palm strike.
“Wanxiang, surrender or perish!”
In the heavens, the figure enshrouded in divine brilliance—Su Jie—spoke icily.
“I… I am willing to surrender!”
The Ancient Holy Beast’s face displayed terror as he quivered, lowering his head. He sensed a frigid intent to kill, locking onto him. Declining meant certain death from the other party’s relentless hand.
Witnessing the Ancient Holy Beast’s capitulation, Su Jie raised his hand, imprinting a seal within the creature’s sea of consciousness. This spectacle also astonished various potent entities. Su Changsheng had successfully subjugated the Ancient Holy Beast!
“Enter the city!”
Su Jie commanded coldly before his figure vanished.
“From this day forth, Wanxiang City belongs to the Su family. It shall serve as one of our primary strongholds!”
Su Yun’s face brimmed with enthusiasm. Waving his hand grandly, he led the Su family’s formidable members into the city. Concurrently, his voice resounded, reverberating through the heavens and earth.
Tianyuan City would not be forsaken. Instead, it would continue expanding, evolving into another key metropolis. Change was imminent in the celestial domain!
Within Wanxiang City, powerful cultivators from diverse forces and countless solitary cultivators wore solemn expressions. They understood that Wanxiang City was undergoing a monumental transformation, poised to be reshaped.
“The Su family, Su Changsheng…”
Within Wanxiang City, amid the domain of the Heavenly Desire Sect, an exceptionally stunning figure stood quietly. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the Su family’s direction, and she murmured.
“Miss, this is your chance to break free from the Heavenly Desire Sect!” An elderly figure stood beside her—a venerable woman who spoke.
“The Heavenly Desire Sect is a paramount power connected to the Crimson Refining Demon Palace. Can Su Changsheng truly provide refuge for me?” the exquisite figure inquired in hushed tones, her voice tinged with sorrow.
“Su Changsheng is barely a few millennia old, having recently attained the status of a Saint. Yet, his strength rivals that of the Ninth Heavenly Realm. He harbors a significant secret within him. This alone is enough to make the Tianyao Sect wary of him,” the aged woman commented.
“As for the Crimson Refining Demon Palace…”
At this juncture, the old woman’s expression wavered, her confidence faltering. After all, the Crimson Refining Demon Palace was immensely fearsome. Even the Primordial Sect held it in dread. A single Su Changsheng might not have the power to contest with them.
“Forget it. This is indeed my sole opportunity. I hope he can offer assistance. The Tianyao Divine Body, while not an extremely potent combat-oriented divine body, should be enough to capture his interest,” the graceful figure sighed softly.
The Tianyao Divine Body, though not a top-tier combat-oriented divine body, possessed exceptional dual cultivation potential. Its primal energy could assist dual cultivators in breaking through significant realms!
Her name was Miaoyi, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Desire Sect. Although titled the Holy Maiden, she was naught but a pawn, destined to be offered to a prominent figure within the Crimson Refining Demon Palace. Her fate did not promise to be pleasant.
Thus, she sought an avenue of escape. Yet, the infamous reputation of the Crimson Refining Demon Palace cast a daunting shadow, deterring anyone from challenging them.
“Let’s hope he possesses the courage needed!” Miaoyi blinked her captivating eyes. Her white gown showcased a hint of exposed skin on her shoulders and arms, fair and smooth as if crafted from pristine white jade.
Her impeccable beauty radiated a sacred and captivating allure, a fusion of fairy and enchantress. This extraordinary charm proved irresistible, even to Saints, a force difficult to withstand.
“Miss, allow me to reach out to someone. Rumor has it that the Su family is seeking a female divine body. This individual holds high standards, noticing only females bearing divine bodies,” the elderly woman beside her suggested, her gaze brimming with sorrow as she regarded Miaoyi.
Given the Holy Maiden’s beauty and talent, she should not be subjected to such a tragic destiny. Her future ought to have been one of splendor and power, a quasi-emperor powerhouse. Unfortunately, her constitution fated her to serve as nothing more than a pawn or, worse—a plaything. Even escaping the clutches of the Crimson Refining Demon Palace would only lead her to another pit of despair.
I hope Su Changsheng can prove dependable, the elderly woman mused. Compared to the individual from the Crimson Refining Demon Palace, Su Changsheng seemed the better choice. He had even welcomed the remnants of the Gu family, suggesting he might treat the Holy Maiden more favorably.
“Su Changsheng…”
Miaoyi raised her hand, conjuring a portrait in the void. It depicted an exceptionally handsome young man. Clad in a robe adorned with stars, his eyes gleamed a vast galaxy overhead. He brandished a sword of imperial stars, exuding an aura that proclaimed him master of the cosmos. This was Su Changsheng’s likeness.
The scene of him slaying the Purple Mountain Saint in Tianyuan City had been witnessed and documented by a master painter during that battle, and subsequently disseminated far and wide. This portrait had since become a coveted possession, adorning the abodes of countless young girls, bereaved wives, and even various immortal and goddess-like figures. Miaoyi had managed to obtain a copy.
“He does possess quite a striking appearance, doesn’t he?” Miaoyi delicately extended her finger, brushing it against the portrait, her gaze slightly distant.
“I hope… our fates are intertwined,” she whispered.
Subsequently, the Su family formally took control of Wanxiang City, initiating a comprehensive transformation. The old order was overthrown, replaced by new Su family edicts.
Following this, Su Changsheng personally activated the clan-protecting grand array bestowed by the system, enveloping the heart of Wanxiang City. The grandeur of this divine aura could withstand assaults even from Saint Kings.
Su Changsheng and his associates then relocated to Wanxiang City. Over two years had passed by this point. On this day, the Su family’s intra-clan competition was finally underway. Given their establishment in Wanxiang City, this event assumed unprecedented proportions.
Masters from premier forces across the realms were in attendance. Many first-tier and second-tier forces had also converged, imbuing the atmosphere with a surge of vital energy and countless divine lights, rendering the competition grounds similar to a realm of the divine.
“I hadn’t anticipated the presence of a Ninth Heavenly Realm Saint within your Su family. We hadn’t detected this before. You’ve concealed it quite well,” the Ninth Princess of the Longevity Imperial Court remarked, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she sat beside Su Changsheng.
“Furthermore, you’ve grown stronger!”