Chapter 1648
"Ah!"
The dozen disciples of the Yutian Palace held their heads and cried out in pain, too frightened to speak. They gasped for air, their eyes filled with fear.
"Who ordered you to ambush me? Speak up!" Su Yi coldly stared at the terrified crowd.
"No… no one ordered us!"
"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too flashy! You caused everyone to turn against us and told us not to go any further, but to stay hidden and ambush you! That way, everyone can feel satisfied!"
"Ambush me, what’s in it for you?" Su Yi’s eyes filled with icy surprise.
"Hmph! Just another ignorant fool! Yutian Palace only needs one Jun Haotian. If you were to come in first, where would that leave Yutian Palace’s reputation? If Gu Yue and the others continue to gain power, Yutian Palace would just be led by Princely Elder instead, and we would gain nothing! If Zuo Qiufeng is in charge, at least we can benefit a little. But if Gu Yue takes over, people like us, who are in the middle, have no choice but to leave Yutian Palace. By this time, Jun Haotian would probably be at an altitude of 8,000 meters, and you can never catch up to him!" One of the Yutian Palace disciples laughed hysterically and maliciously looked at Su Yi.
Su Yi couldn’t help but shake his head in disdain. This is the stupidity of narrow-minded people who don’t think about strengthening themselves but rather ruin the opportunities for others. Yutian Palace has people like them, that’s why Sacred Mountain looks down on them!
The current Yutian Palace, starting with Zuo Qiufeng and all the way down, needs to eliminate any corrupt influences! Even ordinary disciples are losing their sense of morality, isn’t that right?
However, as Su Yi’s thoughts shifted, a glimpse of seriousness flashed in his deep pupils.
It’s normal for Jun Haotian to want to excel and charge forward enthusiastically, but don’t the direct disciples want to show their abilities too?
Would they really ruin their own Rain Soul matches just to pave the way for Jun Haotian? Someone must be lying. Those outermost Yutian Palace disciples are nothing more than lackeys.
It’s one thing to be a narrow-minded person, but does everyone have to be stuck in their own little world?
"Someone must have taught these silly people to say such things!" Su Yi thought to himself.
"No way, there must be a problem!"
Su Yi knew that he couldn’t get any information from these disciples of the Yutian Palace, so he stopped talking and his gaze became focused.
"Bang!"
Another powerful burst of energy, the Yuan Emperor’s Qi, shot out from his hand, knocking out the disciples from the Yutian Palace. Su Yi climbed back onto the White Dragon God, his eyes serious.
After a while, Su Yi and the four people finally reached the layer of 4000 meters to 5000 meters. Here, on both sides of the highlands, they could cultivate xuan-grade pills and weapons. Many disciples of the Yutian Palace had already started their training.
As soon as they entered this layer, Su Yi felt an overwhelming force shaking his skin. The terrifying whirlpools in the surrounding area emitted an eerie aura, directly solidifying the ripples in space. When water vapor passed through the whirlpools, it disappeared as if by magic, very strange.
Su Yi turned to them and immediately woke up Li Shiran, Tian Chang, and the others. When they saw that they had already reached the 4000 and 5000-meter mark, they couldn’t help but feel overjoyed.
"Brother Su, that was fast! We’ve arrived! We can start making pills right away!" Li Shiran and Achu were filled with joy in their eyes.
Su Yi waved his hand, signaling the White Dragon God to lower its voice and move quickly within the circle, through the dark seawater, trying not to make loud sounds.
"Little White, hold on a little longer! We’re almost there!"
"Roarrrr!"
The faint low rumble from the mouth of the White Dragon God seemed to inform Su Yi that it couldn’t hold on for much longer.
"What’s wrong with Little White?" Han Yurou looked at Su Yi with a concerned expression.
Su Yi glanced at everyone with a serious expression and explained everything that had happened during their silence, along with his analysis. Everyone became angry.
"These people are so stupid! Is Jun Haotian really that great?" Achu felt somewhat annoyed.
Han Yurou and Tian Chang frowned and pondered for a moment before saying, "Regardless of how Jun Haotian is, there must be something wrong. They’d rather stay here and block Su Yi! Do you think they are really being kind-hearted? Sacrificing themselves for Jun Haotian?"
Tian Chang nodded and said, "Exactly! Whether it’s Zuo Qiufeng or our master, their rise or fall doesn’t matter much to them! They simply don’t want the reputation of deserting at the critical moment. They can’t even make it seven kilometers, won’t it be a big joke?"
Li Shiran and Achu only understood at this moment and said, "So that means Brother Su was just a cover! Ambushing Su Yi was just a way to hide the fact that they couldn’t enter the 7,000 meters or go ahead of it!"
"Regardless, we are about to reach the place where we can refine alchemy. First, refine the Nine-turn Dragon Scale Grass and the xuan-grade weapons! Leave the rest to me! Are you both fully recovered?"
The pressure from four to five thousand meters was even more terrifying than the layers above. However, to Su Yi, Li Shiran and Achu seemed to have a more calm soul energy, with concentrated breath, showing no signs of weakness. This was somewhat strange to him.
Achu turned to Su Yi and said, "Brother Su, we have no problem at all. Following the methods of our Li family, we can easily connect with the surrounding water element, and water pressure is not an issue. It’s just that if we go down to the next level, the pressure on our souls might be unbearable!"
"Good! Yurou and Tian Chang, you protect Li Shiran and Achu!" Su Yi initially thought that the Yutian Soul Race would behave normally, allowing him to focus on his pill cultivation. However, it seemed that this was nothing but wishful thinking.
"Brother Su Yi, please be cautious as we go further down," Li Shiran said in a gentle tone.
As soon as the words fell, the speed of the White Dragon God continued to increase. Amidst the eternal black ink tide, the group pierced through the seawater like streaks of light, directly heading towards the layer of light.
Su Yi looked at the vague and ever-changing Broken Sword Sea below. He felt like a floating duckweed, constantly dispersing the surging aura from the surrounding space.
Between the ripples of the broken space, the dark vortex made a whimpering sound in his ears. The Heavenly Yuan Demonic Soul seemed to respond, and bloodthirsty energy surged up in his heart.
"As we go deeper, the pressure from the vortex starts to interfere with our thoughts! The pressure is getting stronger!" Su Yi pondered in his heart and reminded Tian Chang and the others to guard their minds well.
"Boom!"
In an instant, there was a loud explosion under the body of the White Dragon God, causing its figure to become a little unsteady. Everyone collapsed and could feel that the White Dragon God’s abdomen was hit hard.