Chapter 1647
Gu Yue touched her chin and then looked back at the light screen, her eyes showing seriousness.
"Without Palace Master, we will closely monitor every inch of the light screen with Palace Master’s jade token to ensure the smooth progress of Yutian Soul Race!" Gu Yue ordered.
Immediately, with Han Wulong stepping back, he whispered, "Sect Leader Han, don’t worry. Su Yi won’t be taken care of by these small fries! Let’s just wait and see what happens!"
Han Wulong nodded slightly, recalling what the ordinary elders had just said, and said firmly, "Elder Gu Yue, I will follow your lead. If those idiots speak another word, and with Palace Master Duanmu not here, I will immediately get rid of them!"
At that moment, Long Poshan, Luo Wuya, and a group of Princely Elders walked over to Gu Yue, their faces filled with seriousness. "Sect Leader Han, calm down first. What happened? Why did Palace Master Duanmu suddenly leave?"
Gu Yue shook her head slightly and thought that Jun Haotian, who was currently the deepest among the disciples, said, "Palace Master has gone twenty thousand meters deep, and it seems like something unusual is happening below twenty thousand meters! Is Jun Haotian doing okay?"
On the light screen, Jun Haotian had already descended to a depth of eight thousand meters and was moving at an impressive speed, leaving all the other lights behind.
"Haotian is still leading, maintaining first place. It’s expected that most of the alchemy and refining projects are concentrated between three thousand and four thousand meters, but it’s a bit strange that most of the soul-controlling projects are still in the range of five thousand to six thousand meters."
Luo Wuya looked at Gu Yue and stroked his beard, saying with some confusion.
"There doesn’t seem to be any problem with the rankings, but the speed and depth of the spirit control army are a bit off." Long Poshan, standing beside him, flashed a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"What’s wrong, Elder Long?"
Hearing this, Han Wulong, who felt something strange, looked slightly stunned. His tall and sturdy body trembled slightly, as if he also sensed something unusual underwater.
"I can’t say for sure, but disciples of the Yutian Palace should not only be at a height of five or six thousand meters at this time, except for soul refining and artifact refining." Long Poshan waved his large sleeves, and his weathered face twitched.
"Hiss!"
Han Wulong furrowed his brow, flew to the front of the light screen once again, and stood still, carefully observing.
With the sea breeze blowing, the light screen swayed in the sky like a piece of paper. Han Wulong studied the current situation of the Yutian Soul Race in front of him, then turned back and said to everyone.
"Yes! Indeed, just like Elder Long said! Most of the spirit controllers are only at a height of five to six thousand meters."
As everyone knows, the soul energy needed for daily spirit control is several times that of alchemy and artifact refining. Therefore, the depth that one can dive in the Broken Sword Sea should also be several times that of alchemists and artifact refiners.
The range for alchemy and artifact refining is from one to seven kilometers, and most people gather between three to five kilometers, without any abnormalities.
However, the rules of the Yutian Soul Race state that the range for soul control battles starts at seven kilometers, which is a bit strange.
"We disciples of Yutian Palace, including many direct disciples, can only swim to five or six kilometers? Can’t even reach seven kilometers?" Gu Yue was puzzled.
With this doubt, all the Princely Elders and the Faculty Elders nearby began gathering soul energy and making preparations.
"It seems Palace Master was right, it is indeed unusual! Everyone, get ready! Wait for Palace Master’s command," Gu Yue ordered.
"Yes!" All the elders had serious expressions. In the air, they could already sense a hint of something not good.
Broken Sword Sea, located between three to four kilometers.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The salty and sweet seawater kept surging around, and the continuous underwater sound startled the disciples of Yutian Palace on both sides of the high platform.
Over a dozen people were attacking a white snake dragon, and Su Yi on top of it was majestic. The overwhelming pressure from his soul swept through the sky and earth, causing the coral rocks in the sea to instantly crack and shatter. This kind of shocking power cannot be described in words.
"Su Yi is so strong! I haven’t even seen him use any soul skills, yet he’s been dominating the fight against those dozen people!" whispered a disciple of Yutian Palace, occasionally looking up.
"Stop staring and hurry to refine your pills! Who is this Su Yi, and who are you? Don’t meddle in other people’s business!" scolded a disciple of Yutian Palace to their companion.
"Roarrrr!"
Only to be seen, the almost solidified remnants of the White Dragon God, completely snow-white, continuously emitted huge shockwaves attacks in the sky. The violent energy ripples oscillated like substance.
Suddenly, accompanied by the tremendous impact of a terrifying vortex, the destructive power generated under the Broken Sword Sea immediately made more than a dozen disciples of Yutian Palace feel fear, staggering in their movements!
"Oh no!"
Over a dozen people immediately looked up, only to see the massive body of the White Dragon God soaring in the air, like a heavy cannonball pressing down on the bodies of the Yutian Palace disciples.
Suddenly, the spiritual pressure emanating from the Yutian Palace disciples shattered like fragments of light, as the immense tail of the White Dragon God swept through the surrounding area, obliterating everything within a radius of three to four kilometers.
There was a deafening noise, and dust and rocks filled the air.
It felt as if the mountains and rivers were collapsing, as the terrifying aura locked down the Yutian Palace disciples, leaving them unable to move. The soul energy that weighed down on them was instantly absorbed by the menacing vortex of air currents.
"Su Yi, don’t get too cocky, we’re just the first batch!"
"There’s a whole bunch of people behind us, waiting to catch you! You have no chance of making a name for yourself at our Yutian Palace!"
"Ouch! Let go of my leg, you wicked dragon!"
"Su Yi, you treacherous person, you won’t have a good ending! You dare to use our Yutian Palace’s Mountain Guardian Deity against us!"
Before the words could even be finished, Su Yi unleashed several fiery whips from his hand, striking directly at the Yutian Palace disciples, causing them to cry out in pain.
The alchemists and craftsmen below were completely focused on their work, filled with astonished expressions. They all lowered their heads, afraid to speak or even look up.
"Bang!"
The Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique in his body once again activated, and the unparalleled Heavens Taming Incantation instantly engulfed the entire area. Everyone in the area witnessed Su Yi’s instant defeat of the group and couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
Another violent and terrifying storm of fire energy erupted around Su Yi, and he swiftly dashed towards a dozen disciples of the Yutian Palace.
In an instant, the bloodthirsty sharks summoned by the disciples vanished into thin air. Su Yi’s gaze in the distance flickered slightly, revealing a hint of seriousness.