Chapter 2583

Instant defeat

He never thought that in front of such a powerful Su Liyang, Zhuowen would actually have the upper hand.

However, the Purple Star Sovereign also knew that Su Liyang had not used his full strength. After all, Su Liyang had only used the Extreme Fire Energy.

"Good boy, you really hid your strength well. You actually have such a powerful physical body."

Su Liyang stabilized his body, the contempt in his eyes completely disappeared. Just as he finished speaking, his gaze fell on Zhuowen, only to discover that Zhuowen was no longer there.

"Old fart, you talk a lot!"

But very quickly, a clear and cold voice sounded in Su Liyang's ears. He cursed in his heart and fiercely punched to the left. Unfortunately, the instant he punched out, a fist had already heavily smashed into his face.

Puchi!

Su Liyang spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with several blood-stained teeth. Then, his entire body involuntarily flew backwards, heavily smashing into the ground not far away.

At this moment, the entire place was silent. Everyone looked at Zhuowen with a completely different gaze. Even Su Liyang was so easily defeated. Just who was this person?

"This old man wants you dead!"

Su Liyang, who had fallen to the side, let out an explosive roar. His entire body erupted with the three types of extreme energy: Extreme Fire, Extreme Thunder, and Extreme Wind. Like an enraged wild beast, he rushed towards Zhuowen.

The current Su Liyang, regardless of whether it was speed or strength, was much more terrifying than before.

Bang!

Zhuowen was not to be outdone. With his current body that had been soaked in the True Dragon's Blood, he was not afraid of Su Liyang.

Immediately, the two of them engaged in a great battle. They fought from the ground to the sky, and from the sky to the ground.

The surrounding cultivators all dodged, not daring to stand near the battle between the two of them.

"This is the true strength of the Mountain River Ancestor. Look, that Zhuowen is being suppressed by Su Liyang."

"Although this Zhuowen is hiding his strength, Su Liyang is even more powerful and terrifying. If he truly angers Su Liyang, then this person will truly be unlucky."

"…"

Discussions continued as Myrtle Star Monarch's eyes were filled with worry. He had not expected Su Liyang to be so strong after using his full strength. He had suppressed Zhuowen.

From the looks of it, Zhuowen would be defeated in less than a hundred rounds.

"Ant, do you really think you're a match for me?" Su Liyang's eyes were bloodshot as he looked disdainfully at Zhuowen, who was still defending himself.

Although Zhuowen seemed to be at a disadvantage, his expression remained as indifferent as water. He silently looked at Su Liyang and said, "Ignorant!"

As he spoke, Zhuowen clenched his hands in the air. Immediately, boundless purple mist surged out. Afterwards, two extremely slender purple swords appeared in Zhuowen's hands.

"Slash!"

Zhuowen wielded the purple sword with both hands, looking like a god. His strength had actually increased by a lot in an instant.

Boom!

Su Liyang let out a muffled groan as he was caught off guard and was blasted flying. His gaze was bewildered as he looked at the white-clothed youth who was surrounded by purple mist and held a purple sword in his hand.

"Dao Intent?

Who are you to Taiqing? "Su Liyang's pupils constricted as he couldn't help but ask.

The crowd below was also shocked. They didn't expect that the white-clothed youth would actually use the power of Dao Intent.

"Purple mist. This is at least an eighth level Dao Intent. Currently, in the Huaxia Heavenly Domain, there's no fourth person who can reach the eighth level Dao Intent other than Honorable Three Pure Ones!"

"No, there's another person other than Honorable Three Pure Ones. This person was Taiqing's disciple back then. He relied on the power of Dao Intent to destroy the entire Blood God Temple as a True God. Even the Blood God was injured."

"It's him. I remember that person's name is Zhuowen, right?

However, this person is also Zhuowen. Could it be that he's really the legendary disciple that Honorable Taiqing took in hundreds of years ago? "

"…"

Finally, someone among the crowd recalled the great event that had happened in the Taiqing Immortal Realm hundreds of years ago that had shaken the entire Immortal Realm and even the Heavenly Domain.

Although hundreds of years had passed and many people had almost forgotten about it, now that someone had brought it up, everyone remembered. Wasn't the disciple that Taiqing took in who destroyed the Blood God Temple back then Zhuowen?

His name was exactly the same as the white-clothed youth before them.

"This person is that Zhuowen from hundreds of years ago?

How is this possible? I heard that Zhuowen was only at the True God Realm back then, but now … he's actually already at the Death Realm?

Heavens, this cultivation speed is too terrifying. "

An uproar broke out as all the cultivators looked at the figure that was still fighting with Su Liyang in disbelief.

"Purple Rain under the Purple Mist!"

Zhuowen put the purple swords in his hands together, took a step forward, and slashed out. Instantly, the purple mist in the sky gathered together, and then a dense purple rain fell.

The moment Zhuowen slashed out with his purple sword, the purple rain gathered together and turned into sharp purple spirals that surrounded Su Liyang from all directions.

Su Liyang's pupils shrank as the threat of death invaded his entire body. Then, he let out a roar and unleashed the power of Level Three in his body. Instantly, all the purple spirals that were attacking him were dispersed.

Whoosh!

However, the moment Su Liyang dispersed the purple spirals, a purple light instantly streaked across the sky and pierced into Su Liyang's chest.

Su Liyang spat out a mouthful of blood and was brought down by a huge force. In the end, he fell to the ground and was pinned to the ground by a purple sword.

The purple mist dispersed, and the purple rain disappeared. A white figure slowly descended from the void and landed on Su Liyang who was pinned to the ground by the purple sword. His eyes were cold and emotionless.

"The Mountain River Ancestor was defeated?

That's fast! "

All eyes were fixed on this scene. There was only a strange silence in the surroundings. Even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

The cultivators of the Mountain River Hall quietly retreated. Even the Mountain River Ancestor was defeated. Wouldn't they be cannon fodder if they went over?

It was basically impossible to kill an expert like Zhuowen by relying on numbers. This was the common understanding of all cultivators. This was also the reason why a Ninth Heaven Ascension expert had such a high status in the eight heavens.

Su Liyang's eyes were still filled with shock and unwillingness.

He did not expect that he would be defeated in the end, and in such a miserable manner.

"Su Liyang, I could have killed you with this sword, but I didn't. Do you know why?" Zhuowen said indifferently as he stepped on Su Liyang's chest.

Although Su Liyang wanted to struggle and resist, the purple sword pinned him to the ground and made it difficult for him to move.

"You want the cultivation method after the three Extremities?" Su Liyang asked coldly.

Zhuowen's mouth was full of mockery. "You don't have the cultivation method of the three Extremities at all. Otherwise, your strength would be much higher. You would be at least a half-step Heavenly Dao Master or even comparable to a Heavenly Dao Master.

"However, I think you should know something about the three Extremities that I don't. Tell me, and you'll suffer less pain."

Su Liyang's pupils constricted, but he quickly regained his composure and laughed loudly. "Zhuowen, you'll kill me whether I tell you or not. Do you think I'll tell you?

Moreover, can you really kill me? "