blogombal Chapter 28, Four Forbidden Combat Forces! [Please Read On!]
Chapter 28, Four Forbidden Combat Forces! [Please Read On!]
The moment the golden book plunged into the sea of suffering, Su Ye's body flashed with golden light and then vanished.
Dozens of eyes around him were fixed on him.
The rogue cultivators, the elders of the grotto-heavens, and the stewards of the aristocratic families—everyone who had been scrambling for the loot just moments before—all stopped.
The surrounding commotion and looting seemed to be cut off by a single stroke.
The brief silence lasted only two breaths.
The greed in the eyes of the old cultivators who had previously recognized the Daoist scripture was almost tangible.
The cultivators present were generally from the Dao Palace.
The young talent who obtained the golden book was at the second level of the Dao Palace.
Whoever takes him down will become the next master of the Daoist scriptures.
"Boy, hand over that page of the golden book!"
An old man in a gray robe stepped forward first, his aura from the third level of the Dao Palace pressing down on him.
Su Ye didn't respond, but glanced around.
At least twenty or thirty people had subtly adjusted their positions, subtly surrounding him.
The elders of the several grotto-heavens exchanged glances, and there was also movement from the demon race.
The three rogue cultivators at the first level of the Dao Palace were the first to lose their composure.
They clearly knew each other; one charged straight at them, while the other two flanked them from the sides.
The cultivator in front formed a hand seal, and a crimson flying knife slashed through the air.
The large blue stone seal on the left side swells in the wind.
Three jet-black nails were thrown out from the right, blocking the retreat.
All three are Dao Palace-level magical artifacts, radiating brilliant spiritual light and possessing considerable power.
Su Ye did not retreat.
He made a sweeping motion in the air with his right hand, and divine power surged from his palm, unleashing three consecutive punches that struck the core of the patterns on the three magical artifacts.
In an instant, the three Taoist palace artifacts were destroyed.
The magical artifact was connected to the cultivator's mind. All three of them coughed up blood at the same time, staggered back seven or eight steps, and their faces were filled with horror.
The miserable state of the three rogue cultivators failed to deter the others; instead, it provoked even more people to take action.
An elder of the Cave Heaven, whose cultivation was at the fourth level of the Dao Palace, brought out an ancient bronze mirror. The blue light emanating from the mirror was specifically designed to damage the divine consciousness.
Two rogue cultivators at the second level of the Dao Palace took the opportunity to launch a pincer attack.
Su Ye snorted coldly.
With a flick of his left hand, he sent the two rogue cultivators who were attacking him from the sidelines flying in one fell swoop.
The bluish light shone from the ancient bronze mirror, and Su Ye went to face the light.
The innate Daoist constitution is fully activated, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flows into the body.
He slammed his fist into the mirror, causing cracks to spread. The elder holding the mirror coughed up blood and staggered back more than ten steps before regaining his balance.
Next, another eleven or twelve rogue cultivators made their moves.
Some used magical implements, some used supernatural powers, and some engaged in close combat.
Su Ye killed them one by one with a palm strike and one by one with a punch.
No one could withstand more than two moves from him.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a whole bunch of people were lying on the ground, their cries of agony rising and falling.
"That's enough!"
With a loud shout, a person stepped out from the crowd.
He wore a brocade robe, his hair and beard were gray, and the emblem of a certain noble family was embroidered on his chest.
The oppressive aura of the fifth level of the Dao Palace swept over without any attempt to conceal it.
"I'd like to see what abilities you, a mere junior at the second level of the Dao Palace, possess!"
Before he could finish speaking, the old man in the brocade robe made the first move.
He extended both palms simultaneously, and the cyan divine power gathered in his palms transformed into two large palm prints.
The surrounding cultivators retreated hastily, fearing they would be caught in the blast of the palm strike.
Su Ye remained unfazed.
He saw that palm strike clearly.
His divine power was mixed and his palm technique was crude; he relied entirely on his realm of cultivation to suppress his opponent.
If he hadn't yet cultivated the "Blood Forging Battle Technique" a month ago, he might have needed to maneuver, but now...
Su Ye stepped forward, and the dual divine treasures of water and fire within his body roared simultaneously.
The crimson divine light from the Heart's Divine Treasury and the azure divine light from the Kidney's Divine Treasury converged and surged into the right fist.
The divine power of the Nine Yang Scripture, combined with the physical strength of the first layer of the Blood Forging Battle Body, caused the pale golden light on the fist to solidify.
He threw a punch.
There are no fancy moves, just a straight punch.
The two giant blue palms were like paper before the fist energy, crumbling away with overwhelming force.
The fist continued its momentum, striking heavily against the protective divine light surrounding the old man in the brocade robe.
boom!
The protective divine light shattered like an eggshell.
The old man in the brocade robe was sent flying more than a hundred feet away.
The entire room fell silent.
Then came a collective gasp of shock.
"Second level of Dao Palace... defeats a fifth level with a single punch?!"
"There are three minor realms separating them!"
"Three...four forbidden! This is four forbidden combat power!"
"Four prohibitions...even in a sacred family, that would be considered a core disciple level!"
"He's just a rogue cultivator..."
Many people who were originally eager to act quietly took a half step back.
From the opposite hilltop, Yan Ruyu had a clear view of everything.
From the moment the golden book flew into Su Ye's sea of suffering, her brows furrowed slightly.
The trajectory of that golden book that just flew by was too strange.
He bypassed several experts at the Fourth Extreme Realm and hundreds of cultivators, but somehow ended up inside the body of a rogue cultivator at the Second Level of the Dao Palace.
This doesn't seem like a coincidence; it's more like King's Book is choosing its subjects.
"Your Highness..."
Qin Yao lowered her voice, her beautiful eyes filled with amazement, and said, "This person's combat power is truly terrifying."
"Even among the younger generation of our demon race, those with four forbidden combat abilities are enough to rank them among the top."
Yan Ruyu nodded slightly, but did not reply immediately.
She saw things more deeply than Qin Yao.
Su Ye's speed in mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and his control over the circulation of divine power during the battle just now showed an almost instinctive ease.
This is not something that can be achieved through arduous practice; it is the innate talent of a pre-existing Dao embryo.
He fought against many cultivators with an ordinary scripture, relying entirely on his physique and foundation.
If it were the Bible...
The four prohibitions are probably not his limit.
Qin Yao hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Your Highness, this person has obtained the Dao Scripture, and I'm afraid he will be besieged and killed by those human cultivators."
"Should we lend a hand...?"
Yan Ruyu raised her hand, interrupting what she was about to say.
She certainly wanted to help Su Ye, but she only had two old women and three maids behind her.
Although the individual cultivators on the other side were not very strong, if they all joined forces, she would not be in a good position.
Moreover, her purpose in coming here is to visit the Azure Emperor's Tomb. If she were to reveal her strength prematurely, it would only bring her even greater trouble.
"Let's wait and see."
Yan Ruyu said softly, "It's not time for us to make a move yet."
Although no one dared to make the first move against Su Ye, no one was willing to leave.
The allure of the Tao Te Ching is simply too great.
The eight words "the strongest scripture in the Sea of Wheels Secret Realm" are enough to make any rogue cultivator risk their life.
Not to mention that there were also several elders from grotto heavens and aristocratic families present.
They understood the value of the Daoist scriptures better than the independent practitioners.
But Su Ye's punch just now stunned everyone.
A cultivator who can defeat a Dao Palace Level 2 cultivator at the fifth level with a single punch—whoever attacks first will die.
The scene froze.
Su Ye's face showed no emotion whatsoever.
But in his mind, he was making rapid calculations.
The fact that Jin Shu has entered their bodies can no longer be concealed. These people dare not act alone; they will join forces sooner or later.
If someone takes the lead and dozens of people attack at the same time, even with the Dragon Transformation Spear, he might not be able to escape unscathed.
If it really comes to that, the only option is to use the Minor Fate Technique to burn away one's luck.
But once luck is depleted, it's hard to replenish it in a short time; this is the last trump card.
Just then, he sensed several faint sound transmission fluctuations.
Several elders from the grotto-heavens were secretly conspiring.
There were also some movements from the demon race.
A demon cultivator at the fifth level of the Dao Palace.
He was wearing a soft armor made of animal hide and had a scar on his face.
He stepped out from the demon race, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and licked his lips as he stared in Su Ye's direction.