Chapter 2346 - I Can Destroy Them With a Snap of My Fingers

Mu Bai’s eyes widened.

Only he knew that the one who’d slain Fifth Elder Qi Tai was that mysterious stranger!

It was just that he’d never have guessed that this stranger would be so tyrannical or so terrifying. He’d killed someone right under the Church of the Black Cloud experts’ noses!

“He... He’s got to be that mysterious existence that senior told me about!”

When Wen Ruoxue saw Su Yi, her grief-stricken heart filled with excitement.

He’s here! He’s finally here!

“Ancestor Qian Zhong, we didn’t call for reinforcements, and we have no idea who that is,” Grand Elder Luo Song said hurriedly.

Qian Zhong’s brow furrowed as he realized that something had gone wrong.

How could someone who’d dared to intervene at a time like this possibly be ordinary?

“Might I ask who you are, and why you’re interfering in the Church of the Black Cloud’s affairs?” Qian Zhong rose slowly and clasped his fist in greeting.

He’d remained seated prior to this, like a ruler gazing down at his subjects.

Yet now, he rose of his own accord. Everyone present instantly realized that this stranger who’d appeared out of nowhere was undoubtedly out of the ordinary!

All eyes instantly converged on Su Yi.

Su Yi had indeed come in disguise, but he wasn’t worried about others seeing through him.

He stepped through the sect gates, ignoring the countless gazes, and walked right up to Wen Ruoxue. “After seeing this side of your sect, do you still want to help them?”

Before Wen Ruoxue could respond, the others present stirred.

Who could fail to realize that this stranger had come on account of Wen Ruoxue?

Qian Zhong had been blatantly ignored. His expression darkened.

“I...” Wen Ruoxue’s expression shifted.

It was just one sentence, but it felt like a sword piercing her right where it hurt. There was no denying it; her sectmates’ behavior had wounded her to the core.

“How about this? I’ll give you two choices,” said Su Yi. “First, I can take you out of here and disregard everything happening here. Going forward, the Opening Origins Daoist Sect’s affairs will no longer have anything to do with you.

“Alternatively, I can destroy those Church of the Black Cloud experts to help you vent your displeasure. After that, it’ll be up to you whether you stay or go. Decide for yourself.”

He spoke forthrightly and openly. Countless hearts quivered.

Who is this guy? How could he be so bold?

The higher-ups of the Church of the Black Cloud all had unsightly looks on their faces.

“It seems you don’t take our church at all seriously!” Qian Zhong said icily.

Su Yi ignored him. He didn’t so much as glance at him.

His sheer disregard made Qian Zhong scowl.

“Brazen! Can’t you hear Ancestor Qian Zhong talking to you?” Grand Elder Luo Song shouted. “Remember, this is now the Church of the Black Cloud’s territory. It’s not a place for random nobodies to show up and act wantonly in!”

The others looked at Su YI, their gazes thoroughly unfriendly.

“Noisy.” Su Yi didn’t even turn to look. He just waved his sleeve.

Splurt!

A streak of sword qi descended from the heavens, piercing Grand Elder Luo Song’s skull vertically and pinning him—or rather, his corpse—to the ground.

His body exploded shortly after, collapsing into a puddle of blood.

Startled cries arose on all sides. Countless people looked stricken.

Even Qian Zhong and the other Church of the Black Cloud higher-ups gasped, their hearts shaking.

Luo Song had been a Three-Tribulation Master God, yet he’d just been suppressed in a single light, airy slash!!

From beginning to end, he couldn’t even react, let alone dodge. He was reduced to a puddle of blood before he even knew what had hit him.

This bloody scene deeply startled everyone who saw it. The way they looked at Su Yi had changed.

“No need for any kind of reservations. Just follow your heart,” Su Yi said warmly. He could tell that Wen Ruoxue was conflicted.

It wasn’t just her, either. Even Sect Leader Ling Qingfeng and her master, Tu Youfang, were nervous.

Wen Ruoxue took a deep breath, then made her decision. “Senior, I chose the second path!”

She’d actually made this decision a few days ago, during her conversation with the mysterious senior in her sea of consciousness.

It was just that everything that had happened today had come as a massive shock. That was why her conviction had wavered.

But now, it would waver no further. It didn’t matter how much the sect had hurt and disappointed her. Her job was to repay a kindness.

Ling Qingfeng and Tu Youfang had complicated looks on their faces. Both were inwardly ashamed.

The experts of the Church of the Black Cloud glowered.

“So be it,” said Su Yi. “Very well. Just stand back and watch.”

Only then did he turn around and look at Qian Zhong and the others.

Everyone’s hearts tensed. The atmosphere was instantly incomparably stifled.

“If you’re going to attack us, you ought to at least explain why,” a red-haired old man from the Church of the Black Cloud said gravely. “After all, prior to this, there was no grudge between us. If this is a misunderstanding, we might well be able to clear things up.”

This might have seemed like a display of weakness, but in truth, he was trying to probe for Su Yi’s origins.

Everyone watched with bated breath.

The Church of the Black Cloud was a first-rate faction by the standards of the Spirit Firmament Divine Continent, and they worked under Eight Views Grotto, a true peak faction.

Almost no one in the Spirit Firmament Divine Continent would have dared to oppose them single-handedly.

The way they saw it, most likely, this unfamiliar young man dared to be so domineering in part because he was strong, but in part because he had extraordinary origins. That was why he wasn’t afraid of the threat of the church!

But against all expectations, Su Yi just attacked, wasting no time on chatter.

He waved his sleeve through the air, and sword qi whooshed forth, killing that red-headed elder on the spot.

This bloody scene made Qian Zhong and the others completely lose their cool.

“Attack!” bellowed Qian Zhong. “That goes for those of you in the Opening Origins Daoist Sect, too. Attack together! Hurry!”

Boom!

The prominent experts of the Church of the Black Cloud all unleashed their treasures and attacked.

Some of the experts of the Opening Origins Daoist Sect gritted their teeth and joined in.

Soon, the area before the grand hall was full of monstrous firelight. A windstorm of destructive power swept outward.

Against all expectations, the higher-ups of the Opening Origins Daoist Sect were actually using their sect-protecting grand formation to attack!

“Those bastards!” Ling Qingfeng, Tu Youfang, and the others inwardly gnashed their teeth.

Wen Ruoxue and Mu Bai’s hearts were on tenterhooks; this attack was just too scary. More than ten Master Gods had joined forces. Factoring in their sect-defending formation, it was easy to imagine how terrifying their joint offensive was!

But even in the face of all this, Su Yi’s gaze remained as tranquil as the waters of an ancient well. He just took a step forward, and...

Boom!!

Heaven and earth swayed, and the sky exploded.

Countless streaks of sword qi whooshed forth, their clanging hums resounding throughout the nine heavens and the ten earths.

First, the formation shattered with a bang, transforming into a rain of light.

Immediately afterward, the dozen or so Master Gods’ joint attack collapsed in the face of that endlessly tyrannical sword qi.

What secret arts? What treasures? All of them shattered on impact!

And this was just the force of Su Yi taking a casual step forward!

When he raised his hand and pressed down...

Boom!

Sword intent descended like a divine mountain, and sword qi arced like a rainbow, slaying all of the Master Gods in a single breath.

The grand hall had already collapsed.

The platform built in front of him shattered moments later.

Everyone was astonished.

A single step and a single gesture had been enough to execute more than ten Master Gods!!

This bloody scene completely overturned everyone’s imaginations. All of them were gobsmacked.

Who is he? Why is he so terrifying?

Those Master Gods were so strong, yet he cleaved through them as if they were made of paper!

Ling Qingfeng, Tu Youfang, and the others gasped.

Those Opening Origins Daoist Sect experts who hadn’t joined the battle broke out in cold sweats. Their scalps went numb.

Even Qian Zhong, a Seven-Tribulation Master God, was startled. He watched on in disbelief.

“Just... who are you?” Qian Zhong roared. “Don’t you know that we’re backed by Eight Views Grotto?”

He truly didn’t understand it.

Just where does this terrifying stranger get the courage to kill members of the Church of the Black Cloud so casually?

“Eight Views Grotto?" Su Yi laughed dryly, but he couldn’t be bothered to say any more. He just stretched out his hand and grabbed.

Boom!

Qian Zhong was a Seven-Tribulation Master God, but he was instantly crushed to pieces, his body scattering into ashes.

Su Yi straightened up his clothes as if he’d done something effortless and trivial. Then he turned to Wen Ruoxue and asked, “Are you satisfied?”

Wen Ruoxue just stood there in a daze, overcome with astonishment.

In fact, everyone there was terrified. All of them stood there in a daze, unable to come back to their senses.

Qian Zhong, a Seven-Tribulation Master God, had been squished like a bug. It was unquestionably far too astonishing.

From beginning to end, it had taken just three snaps of the fingers for Su Yi to slay both the experts of the Church of the Black Cloud and the Opening Origins Daoist Sect experts working with them. Who could possibly have accepted that all at once?

Despite seeing it with their own eyes, they all almost suspected they were dreaming!

That went for Ling Qingfeng, Tu Youfang, and the others, too.

Dust and smoke permeated the air. The wind carried the stench of blood.

Su Yi said, “I’ll give you a little time to decide whether you’ll stay or go. I’ll leave tomorrow morning. Give me an answer today at nightfall.”

With that, he turned to leave. In a flash, he disappeared from view.

A long time passed before the deathly silence broke, and the whole crowd boiled over.

Sect Leader Ling Qingfeng walked over to Wen Ruoxue, a complicated look in his eyes. “Elder Wen, you... actually found a helper a long time ago?”

“I...” Wen Ruoxue jumped, and was just about to explain when Ling Qingfeng waved.

“No need to explain,” said the sect leader. “No matter what, you saved us this time. Everyone in the sect will carve this benevolence into their heart!”

Tu Youfang walked over next. “Ruoxue, who was that senior? Why haven’t you ever mentioned him before?”

Wen Ruoxue bit her lip, unsure of how to respond.

But she could sense that both the sect leader and her master’s attitudes toward her had changed.

The change made them seem somehow unfamiliar, and felt an indescribable sense of unease.

Suddenly, a grief-stricken roar rang out.

“Wen Ruoxue——!

“If you were capable of requesting the aid of such an esteemed personnage, why did you just watch your allies die in battle against the Church of the Black Cloud for three years?

“Why didn’t you help before we were pushed to surrender?

“Answer us! Why!?”

These words boomed throughout heaven and earth. They were tinged with fury and hatred, and they echoed through the air for a long time.

The atmosphere was instantly stifled.