Whoosh!
Su Yu darted forward at tremendous speed, reaching the mutated blood wolf in an instant.
Hum!
An immensely heavy, overbearing gravitational field crashed down, its dark red ring with a three-foot radius forcibly enveloping the airborne mutated blood wolf.
Prohibition Blood Formation!
An unimaginably powerful force dragged at the mutated blood wolf's airborne body, bringing it to an abrupt, jarring halt.
Its massive frame plummeted uncontrollably. Riding the momentum of his all-out charge, Su Yu's right arm bulged with muscle.
He raised the black-and-gold saber, sheath and all, overhead with one hand.
He did not draw it.
The raging blood Qi of Vajra Demonic Baleful Intent mixed with Prison-Suppressing Spiritual Qi, all of it compressed onto the sheath.
He smashed it viciously down onto the mutated blood wolf's lumbar spine.
Crack!
The scalp-prickling sound of a spine snapping rang through the hollow.
The mutated blood wolf's body folded at a grotesque angle and slammed heavily into the mud below.
The ground shook. The penetrating force of that blow pulverized its internal organs.
[Slain: Spirit Realm Second Level mutated blood wolf. Gained 300 Slaughter Points]
The system notification sounded right on cue.
Holding the sheath in one hand, Su Yu planted a foot on the mutated blood wolf's head, pried open its hard skull with the saber tip, and scooped a dark red yao core into his palm.
Deathly silence surrounded him.
Chu Jie's sword-wielding hand froze in midair. The Spiritual Qi he had gathered to its limit had nowhere to go and surged wildly backward through his meridians, wracking his organs with twisting pain. A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
The two female disciples gaped blankly.
That monster had driven them to desperation, and even Chu Jie, at the Spirit Realm Third Level, had failed to bring it down after a prolonged assault.
A youth dressed in the Demon Suppression Guard's uniform had smashed its spine apart with a single blow of a sheath.
Chu Jie landed on the ground, the corners of his eyes twitching violently. His heavy sword had failed to leave even a white mark on its scales.
This man had smashed the yao beast into two with sheer physical force.
He stared fixedly at Su Yu.
There was no outward release of Spirit Realm Spiritual Qi. The fluctuations of his blood Qi remained unmistakably at the Mortal Realm Ninth Layer.
Chu Jie's knuckles turned white.
"Mortal Realm Ninth Layer... There's no way he could have that kind of strength."
He immediately reached a judgment.
This man must be an elite from Nanhe County's Demon Suppression Bureau, carrying some kind of single-use secret treasure capable of instantly unleashing killing power beyond his realm.
He even burned a lifesaving trump card like that just to steal a kill.
Chu Jie straightened, suppressing the stabbing pain in his meridians, and angled his sword forward.
"You're a Demon Suppression Guard from Nanhe County?"
Su Yu casually stuffed the yao core into the cloth pouch at his waist, tore off a strip of cloth to wipe his sheath, and prepared to leave.
The Yao Qi at the mountaintop had grown denser. He had no time to waste here.
"Stop."
Chu Jie stepped across his path, barring Su Yu's way with his blade.
"This was prey our Mystic Sword Sect had set its sights on."
Su Yu stopped. His indifferent gaze shifted from the blade to Chu Jie's face.
"Yours?"
Chu Jie snorted coldly.
"We poured our efforts into severely injuring its internal organs. You hid in the shadows and used a killing treasure from the Demon Suppression Bureau to reap the rewards."
He extended his left hand.
"Hand over the yao core. I'm Chu Jie, a true disciple of the Mystic Sword Sect. Out of respect for the Demon Suppression Bureau, I won't hold your ignorance of the rules against you."
The young man beside him, also dressed in the Mystic Sword Sect's uniform, endured the excruciating pain in his arm and stepped forward.
"A mere Mortal Realm martial artist dares steal Senior Brother Chu's spoils just because he has a secret treasure? Hand it over!"
Su Yu released the sheath with his right hand and slowly curled his fingers into a fist.
He looked at Chu Jie without the slightest ripple in his eyes.
"You want it?"
Rather than retreat, Su Yu advanced toward Chu Jie's sword point. His soles pressed into the blood-soaked mud with dull, grinding sounds.
The dark red gravitational blood formation began to seethe within three feet of him. Just as Su Yu was about to crush this sect idiot's neck-
Boom!
Deep within the hollow, a hundred-foot cliff exploded. Boulders weighing several tons were forcibly swept aside by some terrifying force.
Amid the billowing dust, the pressure of a Spirit Realm Third Level Peak swept outward like a hurricane.
More than a dozen towering trees nearby snapped at the waist as a three-meter-tall figure covered in dark red, steel-like fur stepped from the rubble.
With every step it took, the ground trembled.
The blood wolf leader.
It turned its thick neck, its enormous eyes glancing at the mutated blood wolf's corpse lying in two pieces on the ground.
Finally, its gaze locked onto Chu Jie and Su Yu.
Instantly, Chu Jie's sword hand began to shake violently.
That almost tangible sense of oppression clamped around his heart.
This leader's presence was far more terrifying than his own Spirit Realm Third Level, which he had built up through pills.
The two female disciples trembled even harder, their faces full of fear.
"Humans."
The blood wolf leader opened its blood-filled maw, thick saliva dripping down.
"You killed an elite of my race!"
"You will all be torn to shreds."
Chu Jie's legs retreated uncontrollably, cold sweat completely soaking his back.
He whipped his head around and pointed at Su Yu, his voice turning shrill with fear.
"Great Leader! This is a private grievance of your Cloud Wolf Mountain!"
"He's the one who killed your subordinate! He used a secret treasure!"
Chu Jie shouted as he frantically retreated.
Su Yu stood where he was, not even turning to glance at Chu Jie.
He gripped the black-and-gold saber's hilt and thrust his thumb upward.
Shing!
The blade slid half an inch from its sheath, its bone-chilling killing intent utterly tearing through the surrounding air.
"Shut up."
Su Yu's voice was colder than ice.
"Keep yapping, and I'll cut you down too!"
Before his words had faded, Su Yu issued a command directly to the system!
"System, use all my Slaughter Points to extrapolate the Spirit-Seizing Art!"
[Expending 650 Slaughter Points. Beginning extrapolation of Spirit-Seizing Art (Spirit) Low Grade]
The very next instant!
Su Yu felt a tremendous hum resound in his mind, as though a mysterious gate had burst open.
A vast, mysterious torrent of information surged into his mind like a raging tide.
The torrent struck with tremendous force, sending searing pain through his head as though it were about to explode.
Within that torrent of information, Lin Feng saw countless complex, exquisite runes and patterns, gleaming with strange light like stars in the night sky.
Those runes and patterns intertwined and collided, constantly combining and transforming, as though recounting some ancient, mysterious secret of martial arts.
[Extrapolation complete. Spirit-Seizing Art (Spirit) Low Grade has reached greater mastery]
In an instant, the divine sense within Su Yu's sea of consciousness swelled, and an invisible force of presence erupted from him.
Driven by the Spirit-Seizing Art, his spirit-refining cultivation also broke through to the Spirit Realm Third Level in an instant.
"A Spirit Realm spirit-refining martial artist?!"
Chu Jie froze in surprise as he hurtled backward, a look of shock appearing on his face.
As everyone knew, the path of spirit refinement placed the greatest emphasis on talent. Ordinary people could not even cross its threshold. Even his own talent fell short of the standard required to pursue it.
Yet Su Yu looked about his age and had already broken through to the Spirit Refining Spirit Realm Third Level.
A complicated look filled Chu Jie's eyes, and a cold, sinister expression flashed across his face!