Warn Su Yi in advance not to get angry?
Everyone was utterly bewildered.
Su Yi frowned, then suddenly took a step forward, his figure flashing beneath the heavens.
"I'm not angry, nor am I interested in the grand gift you brought."
As he spoke, he walked toward Zhu Tianyou.
His expression remained as calm as ever.
Yet Zhu Tianyou's pupils suddenly constricted, and he immediately said, "The grand gift I brought concerns the Spirit Domain Nine Clans. Don't you want to know?"
Su Yi seemed wholly unaware—or rather, he directly ignored him. His steps did not pause in the slightest. "No matter what, since you dared come here to offer congratulations, I ought to personally see you off."
The words were calm as still water, yet they sent chills down everyone's spines.
Before the echo had faded, Su Yi had already struck.
He casually pressed down with one hand.
Boom!
A rain of swords descended, resplendent as a setting sun falling from the Ninth Heaven.
Zhu Tianyou dodged at once, only to discover in horror that the surrounding space had been imprisoned and sealed by terrifying Sword Might. No matter where he fled, it was futile.
"Break!!"
Zhu Tianyou shouted, thrusting both arms skyward with the force of an overlord lifting a cauldron.
Bang!!
In an instant, Zhu Tianyou seemed to have been struck by lightning.
That tyrannical Sword Qi shattered all his defenses, blasting apart even the protective power around his body.
At the critical moment between life and death, a gleaming golden flying dagger shot forth and erupted with dazzling golden light, barely blocking the bombardment of that rain of swords.
Even so, he was still violently sent flying.
Pfft!
He coughed up blood, his face turning pale.
Shock and horror filled the corners of his eyes and