YM778.TV Chapter 1580 - Reinforcements Arrive
Chapter 1580 - Reinforcements Arrive
Especially when they saw Hua Xingchen trapped beneath Su Yi’s feet. Huo Xiu’s expression was instantly incomparably unsightly,
“What’s... What’s going on here?” Huo Xiu’s hair and beard bristled with fury, and he no longer restrained the majestic aura of an Immortal Lord. It blanketed the hall, leaving the crowd almost suffocated.
“Stay calm, Daoist Brother.” Fu Yunzhong’s eyes narrowed as he looked Su Yi over. “Please let Hua Xingchen go. If you do, I’ll give you a chance to explain yourself.”
Su Yi disregarded him. Instead, he looked down at Hua Xingchen. “Do you think this means you’ve been saved?”
An inexplicable chill coursed through Hua Xingchen’s heart. “If you stop here, all of this can be resolved.”
“I’ve always been a man of my word,” said Su Yi. “I said you must die, so I cannot possibly let you live.”
Hua Xingchen shrieked, “Aren’t you afraid?”
“What do you think?” asked Su Yi.
Huo Xiu and Fu Yunzhong’s expressions were unsightly. They were both Immortal Lords, yet they’d been completely ignored!
Before they could react, another figure shot into the room.
A thin, disheveled old man in hemp clothing.
When they saw him, Huo Xiu and Fu Yunzhong were both stunned and confused. “Daoist Brother, what are you doing here?”
But the thin old man in hemp clothing ignored them. After entering the hall, his gaze instantly landed on Su Yi, and his face filled with delight. “It really is you, Fellow Daoist!”
Uproar ensued.
Huo Xiu and Fu Yunzhong were flabbergasted. Both of them realized that something wasn’t right here.
“So, it’s you!” Su Yi was surprised too. He’d met this thin old man in the Black Dragon Market. He was one of the old monsters gathered at the Nine Steles of the Primeval Era.
But they weren’t exactly familiar. No, they hadn’t even conversed before.
The old man in hemp clothing said, “Fortunately, I got here just in time!”
Su Yi’s eyebrows rose. “Are you perhaps here to stop me like they are?”
The old man in hemp hurriedly shook his head. “You’ve misunderstood. Since I encountered this situation, I naturally won’t remain uninvolved.”
He then looked at Huo Xiu and Fu Yunzhong, “Please, do this old man a favor and don’t get involved in this any further.”
The crowd was flabbergasted.
Fu Yunzhong felt as if his brain just couldn’t keep up with all this. “Daoist Brother, you don’t even know what happened here, but you want to help...”
“At a time like this, who cares about right and wrong?” said the old man in hemp. “I’ll just ask you this. Will you give me face or not?”
Even in the face of Fu Yunzhong, an Immortal Lord of the Endless Jades Immortal Sect, the old man in hemp seemed utterly domineering. He didn’t even care who was in the wrong; he was determined to help Su Yi either way!
Everyone suddenly realized that Su Yi’s origins weren’t simple.
Xue Hongfeng almost couldn’t help but cry out in excitement. I just knew it! Brother Su is so unrestrained that he’s got to have an extraordinary background!
“I can’t agree to that!” Huo Xiu’s face was ashen, and he said coldly, “Who knows how many people the boy slaughtered here? And he’s even trampled one of our disciples beneath his feet. How could I possibly just let this go?”
His eyes flashed like lightning, and he glared at the old man in hemp. “Daoist Brother, I can give you face, but I demand an explanation!”
His voice was full of staunch determination.
The thin old man laughed coldly. “Huo Xiu, I’m doing this to save you. I dare say with certainty that if you stubbornly refuse to mend your ways, you’ll meet with disaster!”
Huo Xiu couldn’t help but throw back his head and laugh. “Daoist Brother, you alone cannot hope to stop me!”
“And what if I join in?” A chilly voice rang out.
The crowd’s vision blurred as a stern man in Confucian robes appeared out of nowhere, emanating the distinctive aura of an Immortal Lord.
Huo Xiu’s laughter came to an abrupt halt, and his expression froze in apparent disbelief. “Brother Fei, why are you...”
But the man in Confucian robes ignored him, instead turning to smile and clasp his fist at Su Yi. “We meet again, Fellow Daoist.”
Su Yi’s eyebrows rose. The man in Confucian robes was another old-timer from the Nine Steles of the Primeval Era.
“Hahaha, this is what they call fate!” the man in Confucian robes said with a hearty laugh.
The crowd was stunned, and waves of emotion coursed through their hearts. Yet another Immortal Lord had arrived, and he too had come to Su Yi’s aid!
Fu Yunzhong’s eyelids twitched. He was now fully aware that something wasn’t right here.
Huo Xiu’s aged face couldn’t have been any more unsightly.
But just as he was about to say something, a clamor of voices emanated from beyond the hall. “Those two actually beat us to the punch!”
“Count me in on this one!”
“And me!”
“How could I possibly sit this one out?”
One Immortal Lord after another appeared accompanying these voices, and every last one of them greeted Su Yi with obvious delight. Their ranks even included High Elder Mo Canqiu of the Divine Talisman Immortal Sect.
Including the thin old man in hemp and the man in Confucian robes, there were nine Immortal Lords in total!
Seeing this left the crowd utterly astonished, to the point that they almost suspected they were dreaming.
Xue Hongfeng’s heart shook too. Several times, he started to speak, then hesitated. In the end, he just sighed to himself. Holy shit!
Hua Xingchen was stunned too. Nine Immortal Lords came to this guy’s aid just like that? Who the hell is he? Why does he have so much influence?
As these questions flooded his mind, he visibly gave in to despair. He was now absolutely certain that he was doomed!
“Ol’ Fu, are you sure the Endless Jade Immortal Sect wants to get involved in this?” asked the old man in hemp clothing.
Fu Yunzhong grimaced and sighed. “Everyone... just take me as a passerby for now.”
How could he possibly intervene after all that? Pick any of these Immortal Lords at random, and you’d have someone capable of intimidating an entire province.
Yet now, all of them had chosen to stand with Su Yi. How could Fu Yunzhong not realize what he should do here?
“What about you?” The old man in hemp turned to look at Huo Xiu.
Huo Xiu had only just insisted on an explanation, but now, he was obviously flustered and uncertain.
Finally, he sighed. “Very well. So long as he lets our disciple go, I can let this end here.”
It would have been obvious to anyone that Huo Xiu was unwilling, but circumstances had forced him to lower his head!
All eyes were instantly upon Su Yi.
But Su Yi just laughed. “Let him go? No, he must die.”
Bang!
Before his voice had even finished echoing through the hall, Su Yi stomped.
Hua Xingchen’s body exploded, then disintegrated into ash and dissipated, offering no more resistance than paper window paneling.
The crowd was dumbstruck.
Su Yi had refrained from killing Hua Xingchen. Numerous onlookers subconsciously assumed that there was still room to turn this around.
Who’d have thought Su Yi would stomp Hua Xingchen to death in front of a group of Immortal Lords!?
Hua Xingchen’s sudden death left the crowd wide-eyed, tongue-tied, and rooted to the spot.
Fu Yunzhong was dazed, and his eyes narrowed into slits. That boy killed until the ground ran red with rivers of blood, and he killed Hua Xingchen without the slightest politeness. He simply couldn’t be any more tyrannical!
But in the end, Fu Yunzhong dared not object either. He knew that this young man was in no way someone he could afford to offend!
“You...” Huo Xiu’s eyes bulged as if they were about to pop. He was utterly enraged.
He would never have guessed that Su Yi would kill Hua Xingchen even after he chose to back down!
This was blatant disregard! Su Yi didn’t take him or the Blood of the Underworld Demonist Cult at all seriously!
“If you think I’m abusing my position to bully you, you’re welcome to try me. I can assure you that no one will intervene.” Su Yi brushed off his clothes and casually sauntered over.
The crowd was in uproar, and they couldn’t help but exchange glances.
The veins bulged on Huo Xiu’s forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot. He glared as Su Yi approached, his entire body seething with undisguised killing intent.
But against all expectations, he ultimately chose to endure!
“After seeing your abilities, I admire you deeply. Should the opportunity arise, I’ll be sure to request your guidance, Fellow Daoist!” Huo Xiu took a deep breath, suppressed his fury and killing intent, then left with a swoosh of his sleeves.
At least, he tried to. Mo Canqiu was blocking the doorway.
“A wise man adapts to the times, and you’re no greenhorn. You ought to understand what all of this means,” said Mo Canqiu, his gaze deep and heavy. “I hope you’ll truly let this matter rest. Otherwise, I’m afraid you’ll only invite calamity upon the entire Blood of the Underworld Demonist Cult!”
Huo Xiu fell silent, then nodded. He’d chosen to endure. Of course he understood the implication of Mo Canqiu’s words!
Su Yi was a young man, but nine older-generation Immortal Lords of different factions had come to his aid, even at the cost of becoming Huo Xiu and his sect’s enemy. How could Su Yi possibly be ordinary?
No matter how furious Huo Xiu was, he understood. Even if he requested reinforcements from the sect, they’d have to carefully weigh the consequences before taking action!
Huo Xiu swept his gaze across the other Immortal Lords, then said, “Before I leave, I’d like to warn you all. Hua Xingchen, the one that young man just killed, is a descendant of the Nine Extremes Mountain Hua Family. Immortal King Hua Qingdu is his grandfather!”
With that, Huo Xiu turned to leave.
The Nine Extremes Mountain Hua Family!
The Immortal Lords were instantly solemn. That was a top Immortal King faction of the present-day Immortal Realm. And Hua Qingdu was a famous Immortal King powerhouse!
“The Nine Extremes Mountain’s Hua Family...?” whispered Su Yi. He seemed to recall something. “That Demonist faction working under Blood Firmament’s Church of the Pure One?”
Mo Canqiu nodded. “That’s the one.”
Su Yi laughed dryly. “Then I really killed the right person today. It’s just a pity that a weakling like him isn’t even worth mentioning.
“....”
Who could have failed to realize that Su Yi was no way concerned about the threat the Nine Extremes Hua Family represented? And they were an Immortal King faction!
Mo Canqiu smiled and said, “Fellow Daoist, once this is over, how about we get a drink?”
The other old monsters looked at Su Yi with hints of eagerness. They’d watched as he cracked the mysteries of the Nine Steles of the Primeval Era, and his abilities left them in awe. Their hearts were still full of admiration.
They’d found it an awful pity that they hadn’t been able to drink and feast with Su Yi then. Now, by a stroke of fate, they’d bumped into him again. They naturally wanted to drink to their hearts’ content!
Su Yi originally planned to refuse, but after thinking it over, he said, “It’s already late. Let’s do it tomorrow.”
The old-timers were all too delighted to agree.