Supreme Warrior in the City

”Master, the Alliance Hierarch wants us to scout ahead, what does this mean?” the man who had spoken earlier asked the elder, surprised. ”Why doesn’t the Alliance Hierarch go in person? This is the Ling Feng God we’re talking about. If we run into him, won’t it be dangerous for us?”

”The Alliance Hierarch is at a crucial stage of his closed-door cultivation and can’t attend to this matter personally!” the elder replied in a deep voice. ”Moreover, the Alliance Hierarch thinks that the Earth Origin Realm probably doesn’t contain anything Ling Feng God desires. So, that person before was very likely deceiving us!”

”If that’s the case, why are we going to the Earth Origin Realm? Why not just kill him directly!” the man said, curling his lips.

”However, it’s better to be cautious. Since there’s a possibility, there’s no harm in going to take a look!” the elder calmly stated. ”Moreover, even if we encounter Ling Feng God, so what? As long as we don’t compete with him, he won’t target us. Don’t forget, we are backed by the Heavenly War Alliance!”

Hearing this, the man immediately looked proud. The Heavenly War Alliance was their source of pride.

At this moment, a woman approached with Su Yang.

”Master, I’ve brought the person!” the woman said indignantly. ”This bastard is quite cunning. Once in the dungeon, he perched on a rock, and none of the prisoners could touch him.”

”Cunning? Break his legs and throw him back in, let’s see how clever he gets then!” the man immediately suggested.

Su Yang was speechless. Well, it seems you really do tend to understand each other. No wonder you both share the same master, your ways are identical.

”Let’s go!” the elder waved his hand, and with a flick of his long sleeve, a spatial fissure appeared before them. The four of them stepped into the spatial fissure and when they emerged again, they were in the middle of a starry sky.

Though the Earth Origin Realm was not far from the Heavenly War Alliance, getting there was no easy task.

Su Yang was calculating the distance the elder had crossed this time, and roughly guessed the elder’s strength. This elder was also in the Saint Emperor Realm, but at the Basic level, probably just recently advancing into this realm, with still mediocre strength. Thus, the distance he could traverse each time was short, incomparable to those powerful Saint Emperors.

Su Yang then looked at the male and female pair. Both were at the Mid Stage of Saint King. In terms of realm, they were a bit stronger than Su Yang. However, their actual combat power was far inferior to his.

This meant that among the three, only the elder posed a threat to Su Yang. The other two were no threat at all.

Silently, Su Yang calculated his strength against theirs, while also measuring the distance to the Heavenly War Alliance.

He was acutely aware of his current situation. He couldn’t go to the Earth Origin Realm; once there, everything would be exposed. Thus, he had to escape midway.

However, with a Saint Emperor present, escaping was virtually impossible. He could only completely rid himself of them by killing them.

To kill them, he needed to be far away from the Heavenly War Alliance and couldn’t do it near the Earth Origin Realm to avoid alarming its inhabitants. So, he could only choose an intermediate area.

Moreover, for Su Yang to kill, he must use the Heaven-Slaying Blade and employ a sneak attack to kill the elder first. His opportunities were few, and he had to seize the chance for a lethal strike. Otherwise, once the Saint Emperor regained composure, it would be hard for Su Yang to escape!

Having calculated everything in his mind, Su Yang fell into calm, silently waiting.

The three companions had no idea what Su Yang was plotting in his heart.

The elder kept tearing through space, carrying them towards the Earth Origin Realm. After each spatial tear, he would need to rest for about half an hour before having the strength to traverse space again.

Once he calculated that the distance was about right, Su Yang seized the moment while the elder was resting and suddenly said, ”Senior, I have something to report to you!”

”What is it?” the elder frowned, and the pair beside him were also displeased.

”What else haven’t you mentioned?” the man glared, ”Why didn’t you say this earlier? Why now? Do you have a death wish?”

Feigning fear, Su Yang softly replied, ”I just remembered, it’s about Dao Ji, there seems to be some connection between him and Ling Feng God...”

”What!?” The elder’s eyes widened instantly. He stepped closer to Su Yang, ”Dao Ji and Ling Feng God are connected? Are you sure? What’s going on?”

”Here’s what happened...” Su Yang pretended to speak and leaned forward.

The elder, suspecting nothing, attentively listened. The matter of Dao Ji and Ling Feng God was no trivial affair. If he could uncover any shocking secret, it would be a great merit.

However, just as he awaited Su Yang to start speaking, an unexpected event occurred.

Unnoticed, a long blade suddenly appeared in Su Yang’s hand. While the elder was still waiting, Su Yang swung the blade down.

The elder sensed the blade too late to dodge. He furrowed his brows but remained unfazed, lunging forward to meet it head-on, scolding coldly, ”Daring to ambush me, you’re courting death!”

No sooner had he finished speaking, the blade had already struck him.

The elder assumed he could knock the blade aside with ease—after all, he was a Saint Emperor. But to his disbelief, the strike split his body asunder.

Moreover, crucially, the blade also shattered his soul.

By the time the elder realized something was wrong, his body and soul were already dismembered.

And Su Yang did not halt. Behind him, an Illusion arose, enveloping and devouring the shattered body and soul entirely.

Throughout the process, the elder didn’t even have time to resist before he was consumed entirely.

The pair beside them were dumbfounded. They had never expected that Su Yang, whom they considered a prisoner, would dare to strike. Nor did they imagine their Saint Emperor master could be slain in a single blow—what terrifying strength that must be!

But the man responded faster; realizing something was amiss, he turned and fled immediately: ”Junior sister, run!”

As he spoke, he had already taken out a Round Disc, preparing to tear through space and escape.

Su Yang was, at that moment, enduring extreme pressure. As a Saint King himself, devouring a Saint Emperor, the power was overwhelming.

If given time to properly assimilate it here, surely he could manage.

But now these two intended to flee. Should they escape, Su Yang’s Illusion, along with the matter of the Heaven-Slaying Blade, would be exposed.