Yinshan Record

Chapter 692 The Six Yang Leader Refines the Soul and Locks the Spirit
Elixir of Immortality?

Ma Ziqiang and Du Tingbei exchanged a glance; this person looked somewhat unfamiliar.

The vast majority of cultivators in the city are still minor figures at the Divine Transformation Realm. Those at the Core Formation Realm are considered the backbone of the various sects in the city.

For such figures, the Sword Palace had already drawn their portraits and had all the disciples see them.

As for the master Bu Xu, he is of particular interest.

Where did this person come from?

"My friend, you must know that the world is vast, but reason is the greatest."

Young Master Lian gently waved his folding fan and slowly said, "May I ask your esteemed name, fellow Daoist, and which sect you belong to?"

Su Che ignored him and just looked at the two Core Formation cultivators from the Sword Palace beside him.

"A commotion can lead to two defeats. Let me ask you this: if someone from the East Sea Sword Palace is attacked, will they also be dealt with the same way, without any regard for right or wrong?"

That makes perfect sense.

Ma Ziqiang narrowed his eyes: "Trying to cause trouble for our Sword Palace, if you're not afraid of death, you're welcome to give it a try."

Su Che looked at Young Master Lian beside him.

"If you want to deal with the East Sea Sword Palace, why drag the Azure King Valley down with you?"

"Ok?"

Young Master Lian smiled slightly and said, "Friend, you should be mindful of your words."

"Proportion?"

Su Che asked the two people from the Sword Palace beside him.

"If I fight him, will we both be punished the same way as Qingwang Valley?"

"good."

Ma Ziqiang gritted his teeth and sneered, "You can try it."

Du Tingbei frowned as he carefully examined Su Che's figure and appearance, suddenly remembering some instructions given by the sect.

Comparing the two, Du Tingbei secretly realized something was wrong.

"Wait a minute..."

"Alright, birdmen of White Deer Cave, take this!"

Before Su Che could speak, a flash of sword light appeared in his hand, and a severed head shot into the sky.

Young Master Lian retreated several steps, secretly marveling at the formidable sword energy.

Du Tingbei and Ma Ziqiang drew their swords, their bodies radiating sword energy, ready to strike.

"Junior brother..."

A disciple from the White Deer Cave nearby cried out, for it turned out that Su Che had just drawn his longsword and beheaded one of the disciples.

"Madman."

Young Master Lian immediately raised his palm, his body radiating a tangible aura that crackled with lightning, a technique known as the Hundred-Step Thunder Fist, a secret technique passed down in the White Deer Cave.

His fist brought forth thunder, and with the condensed killing intent, it unleashed immense power. He stepped into the air, accumulating three parts of power with each step. After taking ten steps, his fist power had reached its peak.

The original bluestone bricks paved on the street were completely reduced to dust under the impact. Even before the fist force was released, the resulting gale made it difficult for the surrounding cultivators to stand.

The young master's veins bulged on his head, and a red mark appeared between his eyebrows, like an eye that had not yet opened.

"open!"

He shouted loudly.

The powerful fist energy surged out like a torrent, raising a cloud of dust.

It collided directly with Su Che, and a violent thunderstorm erupted, destroying all the surrounding buildings and curtains in the impact.

Smoke swirled around, and when the fog dissipated...

A ghostly figure emerged, its form agile, with four horns on its head, ox hooves and tiger claws, its body shrouded in bloody energy, and its eyes tightly closed. Streaks of lightning crackled around its arms as it grasped the fist-shaped energy in its hands, then opened its maw and swallowed it whole.

The demon grinned menacingly and stood silently in front of Su Che.

Young Master Lian's eyes widened in anger, but his fist strike was like a mud ox sinking into the sea; his full-force attack had absolutely no effect.

What a powerful ghost! It must be at least at the Rejuvenation Pill level.

He knew a formidable opponent had arrived, so he immediately channeled his inner energy, preparing to unleash another punch.

However, Su Che simply spread his sleeves, and a cold light shot straight toward him.

A dragon roared.

It was the Cold Dragon that Su Che cultivated after refining the Rejuvenating Pill.

The Cold Dragon, which originated from the "Secret Manual of the Yin Heaven of Zhou," is quite strange. Apart from the brief appearance of the dragon when Su Che first forged it, it is completely invisible on ordinary days.

It merely transformed into a chill, lingering around Su Che's inner core, quite docile indeed. Even the young master felt a chill permeate his entire body, a chill that seemed to spread even to his bones, rendering him unable to even muster a single thought.

Su Che released the Cold Dragon, and the black longsword in his hand burst open, turning into a streak of dark light that beheaded the disciples of White Deer Cave one by one.

"Master Su, please wait."

Du Tingbei quickly called out.

In this situation, he naturally knew who was making the move.

Huang Tiandao, the wandering official of the world, is now the renowned Emperor Su Qing of the Central Plains.

"Revenge if you have a grudge, settle a score if you have a grievance."

Su Che's fingertips trembled, and the sword light rose and fell accordingly.

"Since you've come all this way, you can't blame anyone else."

In a short while, all the disciples of White Deer Cave, except for Young Master Lian, were killed by Su Che.

"That scoundrel Su."

Young Master Lian gritted his teeth, and a red mark between his brows suddenly opened, revealing a dragon scale-like pattern. A golden light emanated from his body, and a strange aura burst forth from his entire being.

Between movement and stillness, all laws are forbidden.

It was also a dragon's roar.

The cold dragon that Su Che had refined revealed a crack for a moment.

Although it only lasted for a fleeting moment, it restored Young Master Lian's freedom of movement. This master of White Deer Cave activated his profound skills and immediately prepared to leave.

"Who asked you to leave?"

Su Che made a gesture, flicking his right index and middle fingers in mid-air.

It was as if an invisible string between heaven and earth was being gently plucked.

With a sword's cry, it flew towards Young Master Lian, following the energy of heaven and earth.

This is called, "A startling sword pointing."

Young Master Lian paused, sensing a deathly aura that was currently exploding within his body, following the invisible laws of heaven and earth.

What kind of sword intent is this that can cut through my body?

Before the thought had even fully formed in his mind, his right shoulder burst open, and his right arm was cleaved by the sword energy, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

As expected, it's still not refined enough.

Su Che sensed the changes within the startling sword finger.

Without a magical treasure like the Four Absolute Banners at hand, his current cultivation level is insufficient to replicate the exquisite sword techniques that allowed him to break through the three Void Steps.

The sword strike he had just unleashed was intended to extinguish all of the man's life force, but it was a miscalculation, and ultimately failed to strike his vital points.

However, it's more than enough to deal with a mere Rejuvenating Martial Scholar for now.

"Did I let you go?"

As Su Che spoke, a chilling aura enveloped him, and a pale moon appeared behind his head. The chill that had been broken free from by Young Master Lian condensed again, and in an instant, a dragon's roar resounded.

The invisible chill perfectly matched the saying "a dragon appears but not its tail," and, following the primordial energy of heaven and earth, it once again engulfed the heavily injured Young Master Lian.

"Ho."

As Young Master Lian exhaled his true energy, the red mark between his brows changed again, and he was about to use the same trick again.

However, this time Su Che would definitely not give him another chance.

The four-cornered ghosts that were originally guarding Su Che unleashed a bolt of lightning that collided head-on with Young Master Lian.

Peng.

The ghost dissipated, turning into a wisp of blood, while even the young master's protective aura was shaken open, creating a gap.

"open."

The ink sword in Su Che's hand shattered into a sky full of stars, which, as they swirled, brought with them a chill.

A sword light, as bright as the crescent moon over Kunlun Mountain, flashed past and severed his head.

Su Che's sword flashed, about to completely shatter Young Master Lian's corpse.

At that moment, a golden light, neither dragon nor snake, suddenly appeared, spreading out countless insect legs around its body, about to fly away into the distance.

As soon as the thought flashed through Su San Gongzi's mind, a chill immediately froze him.

The sleeves were opened, directly gathering the golden light within them.

"arrest."

Su Che stepped forward with his feet in a protective stance, forming hand seals, and channeled a bit of Yin energy across the street, a beam of light falling into the moon disc behind his head.

(End of this chapter)