720: C720 Turn the Tables

C720 Turn the Tables

Su Yeh's goal was to find someone from beyond the heavens. Therefore, when he found the figure of a cultivator in the fog, he immediately went up.

With his current cultivation base, he didn't sense any threat from the opponent. In fact, he even felt that the cultivator in the fog was either afraid or injured.

Su Yeh increased his speed and locked onto the opponent with his Divine Sense.

The cultivator in the fog was a young male cultivator with long white hair. He also looked elegant and refined, as if he was not a speck of dust in the world. His handsome face was slightly pale and his eyes were blue. The moment Su Yeh's divine sense locked onto him, he also noticed it. He also swept out his divine sense.

Immediately, he turned around from the dense fog and looked at Su Yeh.

It was obvious that Su Yeh's flying speed and the clothes he was wearing stunned the male cultivator, as if he could not figure out why there was such a cultivator in the Catacombs.

"Who are you?" The male cultivator shouted coldly. His tone was a little bitter, but he did not have the intention of attacking at the first moment.

Ceng!!

Suddenly, the reply to the male cultivator was actually a white ray of light that directly hacked over.

Su Yeh did not hold back. A ray of sword light shot out from far away. He was using the Death God's Scythe that he had taken from Mr. Jiang.

Since the opponent was a cultivator of the Holy Land of Lintian, there was nothing much to say.

"How dare you!" The male cultivator shouted angrily and drew out a green sword. He did not block it. Instead, he stabbed out hundreds of sword lights in an attempt to break through Su Yeh's attack.

Boom!

A huge explosion occurred when the two of them collided.

Su Yeh's heart calmed down a lot because the opponent's cultivation base was only at the "Nether Realm." It shouldn't be higher than the fifth level of the Nether Realm. Moreover, judging from the sword light that erupted from the opponent's body, the opponent was already injured.

Su Yeh slashed out the Death God's Scythe once again. In a split second, he even used his Divine Sense to strike the opponent's Divine Sense.

"Argh... Damn little thief." The male cultivator suddenly let out a miserable cry. It was as if all the True Qi in his body had been sucked out. He also dispersed his moves and was about to fall down from the sky.

Splash!

The Death God's Scythe in Su Yeh's hand sliced through the waist of the male cultivator, and a ray of bloody light sprayed out.

The male cultivator let out another miserable cry, as if he was extremely unconvinced. As he fell down, he once again slashed out dozens of sword lights, wanting to block Su Yeh's pursuit.

Su Yeh spread out his divine sense and easily dodged these sword beams. After fighting for so long, he immediately thought of a possibility.

The male cultivator's sea of consciousness was also severely damaged. It shouldn't have been destroyed, but his sea of consciousness must have suffered a serious injury. It was highly possible that the opponent had also been struck by the axe intent when he passed through the second world.

However, for some reason, this male cultivator was able to resist the terrifying axe intent.

According to the calculations of time, this male cultivator had probably just come down not long ago. He hadn't even walked out of this dense fog yet.

All of a sudden, a very bold thought flashed across Su Yeh's mind.

He spun the Death God's Scythe in his hand and recalled the time when he searched Mr. Jiang's soul. He discovered a divine ability of Mr. Jiang, which was used by the Death God's Scythe. However, before the first half of the attack could be made, he was killed by the cold iron chains.

At that time, Su Yeh had wanted to calculate the divine ability, but he had only calculated the first half of the technique. Without the divine ability, it was impossible for him to divine it so easily.

However, with the first half of the technique, he should be able to do it.

Rip!

With his ability to operate, the light around him instantly absorbed the Death God's Scythe. In an instant, the Death God's Scythe was like a myriad of changes as dense shadows appeared.

This sudden preparation was definitely able to directly hack a male cultivator to death.

Su Yeh shouted in a deep voice, "Dog thing! You still want to kill me? I'll send you to hell!"

The male cultivator did not know what to do. He had never felt right from the beginning, especially when Su Yeh fought back and held the Death God's Scythe. It was a common weapon in the Holy Land of Lintian.

Now, he suddenly saw Su Yeh use this divine ability. Wasn't this the divine ability that the Holy Land's Holy Son used a few decades ago?

When he heard Su Yeh call himself "Jiang," a name immediately appeared in the male cultivator's mind.

In his anxiety, he blurted out and shouted loudly:

"Martial Uncle Jiang Shan, you are the Martial Uncle Jiang Shan of the Holy Land of Lintian?"

Boom!!

In the air, Su Yeh tilted the Death God's Scythe in his hand at the last moment, as if he had dispersed this divine ability.

Su Yeh was overjoyed. If his opponent was a little slower, his divine ability would have been exposed, because it was impossible for him to use his true divine ability.

However, his face was still full of vigilance. The Death God's Scythe in his hand was still facing the male cultivator, and he shouted in a deep voice.

"Who are you? How do you know my name? "

The male cultivator took a deep breath and finally managed to temporarily preserve his life. He quickly said, "This junior is called Rong Wen, a direct disciple of the Lin Tian Holy Land. My master is an Elder Gong Cheng Xiu."

Su Yeh had a vigilant look on his face as he sized up this cultivator who called himself Rong Wen. He thought of the manual that he had obtained from Mr. Jiang's storage ring that was related to the Lin Tian Holy Land.

The name of the Holy Lord of the Lin Tian Holy Land, the Holy Son, the name of the Holy Maiden, and so on were also written on it.

Su Yeh's body was still emitting killing intent. He turned around and asked sternly, "You said you are from the Lin Tian Holy Land. What evidence do you have?"

Rong Wen hurriedly took out a storage bag from his waist. He grabbed it and took out a token. Indeed, the words "Personal disciple, Rong Wen" was written on it.

"Martial Uncle Jiang Shan, this is my token. Take a look."

Su Yeh only glanced at it and asked, "It's just a token. Don't tell me you didn't pick it up? Since you said that you are a direct disciple of the Lin Tian Holy Land, then let me ask you, who is Gong Wen Tian? And who is Gong Jiu Jue? Speak!"

Rong Wen was stunned, and immediately replied, "Gong Wentian is the Sacred Lord's name, and Gong Jiujue is the Sacred Lady's name."

Su Yeh knew that it was right. That booklet was written like this. Usually, in the Holy Land, the Holy Lord would not change for a thousand years. The Holy Lady should not have been more than three hundred years since Mr. Jiang came to the Catacombs, so there would not be any mistakes.

Su Yeh showed a slight trace of excitement and deliberately showed a trace of an expression to Rong Wen. But suddenly, he lifted the Death God's Scythe and said angrily, "Holy Lord, of course you know the name of the Holy Maiden. Let me ask you, Nengxiong, do you recognize her?"

This Neng Xiong was the first time Su Yeh had entered the Land of Rebirth, and he was able to pull his opponent down from the sky with the Dragon Capturing Hand. The corpse and Yuan Shen had been destroyed by Su Yeh. He found a personal disciple's token in his storage bag. It was called Neng Xiong.

Rong Wen was even more delighted and said, "Of course I know him. Senior Brother Neng Xiong is also in charge of guarding the entrance to Human Emperor's homeland. He was also a personal disciple. Martial Uncle Jiang Shan, I'm really a disciple of the Lin Tian Holy Land."

This time, Rong Wen seemed to be even more anxious. If he was killed by his own people, then it would be extremely unjust.

Su Yeh finally exhaled a breath of air and slowly put away the Death God Scythe. He unconsciously showed a look of fear and said, "Get up! It seems that you are really sent by the Holy Land. I am not dreaming. When will our Holy Lord bring me back? Why hasn't he fulfilled the promise he made to me?"

When Su Yeh threw these two questions out, it was already certain that Rong Wen would not be able to answer them. Because Rong Wen was only a personal disciple, and these two questions were casually said by Su Yeh. The goal was to create a cultivator with very unstable emotions.

This wasn't something he imagined out of thin air. In all the worlds in the universe, many secret realms would be opened once every few decades or even hundreds of years. Some geniuses who went in to train would not be able to come out in time and would be left behind in the secret realms. After a few hundred years, when he opened the mystic realm, he saw that the genius was not dead yet. He was just like a madman.

This kind of person was not someone that could be casually provoked. Only by doing so could he avoid Rong Wen asking too many questions, so as to avoid exposing his identity.

Indeed, Rong Wen shrunk his neck in fear. Because he really did not know what the Sacred Lord promised Martial Uncle Jiang Shan. Furthermore, he was somewhat curious about Su Yeh's appearance. This Martial Uncle was already over 300 years old. Why did he still have such a young appearance?

However, he didn't dare to ask too much. After all, there was still a female elder in the Sacred Land who was six or seven hundred years old, and she still had the appearance of a twenty or thirty year old. This was normal.2

"Martial Uncle Jiang Shan, I'm not too sure about your question. You have to ask the Sacred Lord yourself."

Su Yeh seemed to be somewhat impatient, and asked again, "Then how did you get down here? How many people came down?"

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