The Great Era, Thirty Thousand Years; One Sword Suppresses It

Su Yi's words were blades, each one viciously stabbing into the black robed man's heart.

What humiliated and enraged him most was that Su Yi had used his own words to slap him in the face. The force of that humiliation nearly made his lungs explode with rage.

Back then, he had wielded the power of the Dark Antiquity Forbidden Curse. With a laugh and a wave of his hand, he could make emperors tremble in fear and despair. When had he ever suffered such trampling and blows?

The spectators in the distance all wore strange expressions. The black robed man had been beaten too miserably. They wanted to laugh, yet did not dare, and holding it in made them terribly uncomfortable.

This truly was a phoenix stripped of its feathers, worse than a chicken!

Of course, no one dared underestimate the black robed man.

He had simply been unlucky enough to run into Su Yi this time. Had he faced any of them instead, not a single one of them would likely have survived!

"Young man, a moment of glory may be fine, but don't get carried away!"

The black robed man took a deep breath and said coldly, "I..."

Before he could continue, Su Yi looked ready to strike again. The black robed man's heart jolted, and he shouted sternly, "Enough! If you keep acting recklessly, this woman is doomed to die!"

As he spoke, he swept his sleeve.

A graceful figure staggered out, and he seized her snow-white neck in one hand.

Su Yi frowned slightly.

It was a young girl in a plain rainbow dress, with bright eyes and white teeth, willow-like brows, and a beauty untouched by the mundane world.

Yet her face was pale and translucent, her eyes tightly shut. Her aura was exceedingly