After Su Yu finished speaking, he didn't give Chu Tianhe a chance to speak again and slapped him down with his palm.
The enormous, dark golden hand, covering an area of dozens of feet in radius, reappeared, the "Suppress" character inscription on its palm shining brightly, and crashed down with an overwhelming aura.
Upon seeing this, Chu Tianhe's pupils shrank sharply. Without the slightest hesitation, he transformed into a golden bolt of lightning and narrowly dodged the attack.
However, the Mystic Sword Sect disciples below him were not so lucky.
Boom!!!
The giant hand slammed heavily onto the main hall plaza of Mystic Sword Peak, instantly turning the hard obsidian floor tiles into dust, leaving a huge palm print several meters deep imprinted on the earth.
Dozens of disciples around the square didn't even have time to scream before they were smashed into a bloody pulp by this earth-shattering palm strike. Blood and bone fragments mingled together, creating a gruesome scene.
At this moment, the entire Mystic Sword Sect, from the elders who had miraculously survived to the trembling servants, was plunged into extreme panic.
"A devil... he's a devil!"
"Run! Run! The mountain-protecting formation is useless!"
Chu Tianhe noticed this scene, and his dignified face became so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.
At this moment, he had completely recognized Su Yu's identity—the Demon Suppression Bureau Demon Suppression Guard who came from Nanhe County and was hailed as a peerless genius by the Demon Suppression Division!
If Su Yu were only at the Mystic Realm, or even at the Peak Mystic Realm, he was confident that he could kill him at any cost, relying on the sect's resources and his own cultivation.
But now, what Su Yu exudes is genuine Earth Realm pressure, and it's a terrifying aura so profound that even Su Yu himself feels a chill!
He didn't dare to make a move at all!
Even if they could win, what if Su Yu escaped or managed to get the news out?
The Mystic Sword Sect's crimes of colluding with the Demon God Cult and intercepting the Demon Suppression Guard have been confirmed.
That entire sect, from the sect leader down to the lowest servant, will face a thunderous purge by the Great Qin Dynasty, with no one spared!
After much deliberation, a figure flashed through Chu Tianhe's mind— Chu He, whom he had personally ordered to be imprisoned deep in the dungeon!
He had investigated before and found that the person who had a blood feud with Su Yu was none other than Chu He!
The one who tied the knot must untie it!
"Lord Su! Show mercy!"
Chu Tianhe forcibly suppressed the murderous intent and humiliation in his heart, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Su Yu from afar, and spoke in a hoarse voice, "This matter is entirely due to the lax discipline of my Mystic Sword Sect, and the blame lies entirely with Chu He! I will now hand him over to you for your disposal, to be judged at your discretion! I only beg you, sir, to spare the other innocent disciples for the sake of the Mystic Sword Sect's thousand-year-old foundation!"
However, Su Yu merely glanced at him coldly and uttered three chilling words.
"No need."
After saying that, he didn't waste any more words with Chu Tianhe and launched an attack directly.
Buzz--!
The Prohibition Blood Formation erupted with a deafening roar!
Centered on his body, an invisible, blood-red gravity field, like a bursting dam in the Milky Way, swept wildly in all directions.
The air within a radius of several kilometers suddenly dropped downwards!
It was as if an invisible, ancient divine mountain had descended from the heavens and crashed heavily onto the entire Mystic Sword Mountain Range!
Click! Click! Click!
The beams and pillars of countless palaces and pavilions groaned under the strain, instantly cracking and collapsing.
The panicked and fleeing Mystic Sword Sect disciples were as if they were being pressed hard to the ground by an invisible hand under this terrifying gravity.
The weaker outer disciples didn't even have time to scream before they were crushed into puddles of bloody flesh by this terrifying gravity!
Even someone as powerful as Chu Tianhe, with his cultivation at the Earth Realm Third Layer, felt as if he were carrying a real mountain on his back. The circulation of Spiritual Qi within his body became extremely sluggish and its speed greatly reduced.
Su Yu, located at the center of the gravitational field, was completely unaffected, as if strolling leisurely.
He took a step forward, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Chu Tianhe.
There were no fancy martial arts techniques, just a simple straight punch.
On the fist, the dark, Yellow Springs Prison Qi condensed wildly, as if compressing the weight of the entire earth into this small space, causing even space itself to distort slightly due to its inability to bear its weight.
"You brat! You've gone too far!"
Chu Tianhe's eyes were bloodshot with rage. At this critical moment of life and death, he unleashed all his potential, and his Sword Intent at the Earth Realm Third Layer soared into the sky without reservation.
He even forcibly activated the power of the Heavenly Sword Mystic Light Formation, and streams of Sword Qi fell from the array's light screen, merging into his natal flying sword.
" Heavenly Sword Unification!"
With a roar, a dazzling golden sword aura, seemingly capable of cleaving stars, condensed into a hundred-foot-long sword rainbow, carrying a sense of determination and devastation, as it met Su Yu's fist.
Fist and sword, the ultimate clash of the deepest and the sharpest!
boom!!!
However, the result was a one-sided crushing defeat.
The golden sword energy let out a shrill cry the moment it made contact with the fist. The light at the tip of the sword dimmed instantly, and then cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.
That invincible Sword Intent was utterly crushed and devoured layer by layer by the hellish aura, which was as heavy as the Netherworld.
Click!
With a crisp cracking sound, the high-grade Earth Realm flying sword that had accompanied Chu Tianhe for hundreds of years broke into several pieces.
Su Yu's fist continued its relentless momentum.
Bang!
With a dull thud, Chu Tianhe's entire right arm, along with half of his body, was smashed into a cloud of blood mist by this punch!
"Well..."
Chu Tianhe let out a painful groan, his mangled body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a palace and burying him in the ruins, his fate unknown.
Su Yu slowly withdrew his fist, his expression remaining completely calm.
His indifferent gaze passed over Chu Tianhe's mangled body and looked toward the dungeon in the back mountain. His voice was not loud, but it clearly echoed in the depths of the trembling souls of every survivor.
"The reckoning has only just begun."