Chapter 1645
"Wow, it’s the White Dragon God! This kid is cheating!"
"I think those who can dive down at the end will have to rely on various soul skills! This kid is too cunning! I wonder how he will dive down afterwards!"
At depths of three to four thousand meters, there were already hundreds of disciples from Yutian Palace landing on the high platforms on both sides, preparing to refine pills and artifacts. They looked at the enormously huge figure, like a divine beast soaring from above, causing trembling fear.
The vast and unparalleled pressure coming from above was on a completely different level from them. That aura naturally carried the majestic might of an emperor, with a kingly aura that seemed capable of destruction. It made all the disciples of Yutian Palace refining pills and cultivating qi at depths of three to four thousand meters feel a sense of submission.
"No! I feel uncomfortable with my soul pressure!" The disciple refining pills kept saying.
"Yes, this kid is really clever! Yutian Soul Race should rely on their own power!"
The disciples of Yutian Palace who could only refine artifacts were extremely resentful. They watched as Su Yi, who had already swum far away, created a deep trench-like groove within the vast Broken Sword Sea, surrounded by a pitch-black, soul-pressured erosion.
Standing on top of the White Dragon God, Su Yi’s eyes were shining and profound. He looked at the continuously sinking depth and said to himself, "Little White, hold on a bit longer, we’ll soon reach a depth of four to five thousand meters!"
Su Yi also understood in his heart that diving to five thousand meters was already the White Dragon God’s limit. Going further down, it was highly possible that the White Dragon God would directly dissipate.
"Roar!"
On both sides, terrifying whirlpools emerged with roaring sounds, as if they were going to swallow everyone alive. Suddenly, two fierce monsters rushed out of the whirlpools, with their teeth and claws bared.
Several illusions flashed through the air, instantly a powerful force of rejection swept through the entire space. The immense pressure of a colossal soul descended upon Su Yi, like an ancient mountain collapsing.
"Boom!"
Su Yi’s bones cracked and his joints moved slightly. A golden dragon pattern began to emerge, covering him like a radiant aura. Its power was overwhelming.
"Is it a sea monster?" Su Yi wondered. This place was only a few kilometers away, how could there be sea monsters here?
"Roar!"
Su Yi raised an eyebrow, instinctively let out a roar from his heart, and two flames shot out from the palm of his hand like lightning bolts, colliding with the fierce shadows in the darkness.
"Boom!"
Two chilling figures flashed by, as sharp as ice. Su Yi took a closer look and realized they were the remnants of two ferocious shark-like creatures, icy and gleaming.
Hit by Su Yi’s fire dragon, the figure was forced back near the endless Broken Sword Sea, spewing crimson pressure, constantly staring at Su Yi, crouching and roaring, ready to devour him alive!
At the same time, Su Yi could feel the space ripples in the air flashing, and dozens of figures appeared at the same time. Suddenly, the energy between the whole sky and earth began to condense the soul’s energy, full of killing intent. The gazes of the dozen or so eyes were fixed on Su Yi like sharp blades.
"Who do you think I am? We meet again!" Su Yi sneered.
It turned out that the people who came were none other than the Yutian Palace disciples he had recently argued with. Now that Su Yi had reached a distance of three to four kilometers, they unexpectedly turned back and encountered him again, bringing along two other teams.
"Came back to meet your death? Do you think life is too long?" Su Yi shouted.
In an instant, in Su Yi’s seemingly casual gaze, the soul energy around him reached its peak, enveloping all of them like an overwhelming force.
"Don’t be so arrogant! Su Yi! Today, you will be stopped here!"
Instantly, Su Yi’s provocation ignited the fighting spirit of the dozen or so Yutian Palace disciples. The sea water in the depths of Broken Sword Sea surged, the terrifying force of the rushing water combined with the pressure from their souls, creating a "woo woo" sound emitted by the rotating whirlpool, causing the entire space to tremble.
"Bang!"
Several Yutian Palace disciples acted at the same time. They raised their hands and made sudden hand gestures. The hand gestures changed and a huge wave of energy spread from their palms, instantly disrupting the pressure in the space of the three to four thousand kilometers radius.
Loud explosions erupted one after another, like water cannonballs continuously exploding around. Underneath the Broken Sword Sea, the whole place instantly felt like being hit by giant waves, causing everyone’s minds to shake.
"Drumroll!"
Several Yutian Palace disciples retreated backwards for about ten steps, while Su Yi, even though he grabbed the White Dragon God’s wings, took a few steps back. He couldn’t help but feel serious in his heart.
The dozen Yutian Palace disciples in front of him all had cultivation levels at the initial or middle stage of the third rank. Only one reached the high stage of the third rank, which wasn’t considered very strong. Their soul quality was at most half a step to Heavenly Grade, just a group of mediocre people.
Looking at the joint attack of the dozen Yutian Palace disciples, Su Yi’s eyes instantly became sharp. There was a glint of killing intent in his gaze as he analyzed internally. The reason why such a huge soul pressure could be produced just now was due to gathering the soul energy of all the people, it was definitely a terrifying force.
Being immersed in soul cultivation all year round, their soul energy was incredibly condensed and solid. Compared to himself, who relied solely on soul talent, he didn’t even have any usable soul skills. This was exactly why Su Yi wanted Duanmu Xiaoman to guide him, to truly improve himself.
The purpose of this trip to Yutian Palace was to enhance his soul energy, cultivate his soul cultivation, and prepare for the Sky Wind Ranked Battle. It was the most important reason for Su Yi besides visiting the Su family.
"Su Yi! Hmph! You were so arrogant just now, huh?" The Yutian Palace disciple looked at Su Yi with bitter resentment, his mouth twisted in a sinister smile.
"Don’t think that with Gu Yue and Palace Master protecting you, you can do whatever you want. This is the bottom of Broken Sword Sea, even if we kill you, no one will know!"
"Yes! We may not be able to reach the depth of seven kilometers, but you definitely can’t swim there either! No, you definitely can’t!"
"Hahaha!"
Several disciples from Yutian Palace felt a chill in their eyes. They knew themselves that today’s Yutian Soul Race was different from previous ones. It was about choosing the best, not the average!
Therefore, these average and above-average disciples from Yutian Palace gave up their hopes of joining Yutian Soul Race early on.
Living in Gongque Lake on a regular basis, for the direct disciple of Yutian River, it has always been a distant dream. They originally thought that most of the direct disciples would be eliminated and they would have a chance.
But due to the change in rules, all their efforts turned into illusions. This Yutian Soul Race ultimately became a competition between Jun Haotian and Su Yi, and had nothing to do with them!