Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 232 The reckoning begins!
"Ancestor..."

Xiao Yan had retreated to the edge of the white jade plaza. His cross-legged figure trembled slightly as he looked up at the white figure surrounded by sword energy in the center of the plaza, his expression extremely complicated.

How could he not know that everything his ancestor was doing now was to seek justice for the suffering he had endured back then?

The clearer Xiao Yan understood this, the heavier his heart became.

Having so directly broken ties with the six ancient races, these guys who were already wearing masks of hypocrisy will probably never be able to hide their ruthlessness again.

The situation is likely to spiral out of control completely!

In the arena, Su Yun's sword aura grew increasingly intense, almost piercing the sky. The sharp edge caused the surrounding air to tremble slightly, and the ancient jade pendant at his waist moved silently in the wind.

His cold gaze swept over Gu Yang first, then landed precisely on the Seven Clans' high platform, locking onto Yao Wangui, Huo Yao, and the others.

"Medicine Ten Thousand Returns, Fire Shines, Thunder Rumbles, Stone Tablet, Spirit Tomb, step forward!"

These few words, though brief, resounded like thunder in the heavens above the ancient realm!

On the high platform, Lei Ying, Yan Jin, and other clan leaders frowned and turned to look at Gu Yuan.

Yao Dan couldn't contain himself any longer and urgently asked via telepathy, "What should we do now?"

Gu Yuan's fingers tightened slightly on the armrest, his chest heaving with suppressed anger.

After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke: "Children always have their own tempers."

He's been holding onto that old anger for a long time, and letting him vent it isn't necessarily a bad thing..."

Gu Yuan paused, the pretense in his eyes completely vanished, and a hint of coldness and annoyance quietly emerged: "However, since he is unwilling to appreciate it, why should we force him?"

He coldly transmitted his voice to Gu Yang: "Teach him a good lesson! But remember, leave him alive, don't let him ruin everything!"

Seeing this, the other clan leaders understood and used their soul power to transmit commands to the fighting saints in their clans.

In the center of the square, the moment Gu Yang received the telepathic message, the previous apprehension vanished from his face, replaced by a cruel smile.

Almost at the same time, Yao Wangui, Huo Yao and others on the high platform also leaped up, and several figures flashed like streaks of light to Gu Yang's side.

Six terrifying auras belonging to the Dou Sheng intertwined, pressing heavily on Su Yun, their gazes filled with hostility.

"Xiao Jibai, since you insist on courting death, then today, we will grant your wish!"

Gu Yang stepped forward and uttered a cold shout.

He casually waved his hand forward, and the sword wound that Su Yun had inflicted earlier had already healed under the nourishment of holy power. The vast holy power surged out of his body like a tide, and a terrifying pressure emanated from him!

"Don't think that just because you've succeeded in a sneak attack, you can really stand up to us!"

Gu Yang snorted coldly. He had already released his senses and clearly detected Su Yun's cultivation level.

High-level Half-Saint!

This level of cultivation, if placed among the younger generation, would be enough to sweep aside all his contemporaries and be unmatched! But in the eyes of these veteran Dou Sheng, it's still far from enough!
Not counting him, a five-star Dou Sheng, the others beside him, including Yao Wangui, were all four-star Dou Shengs.

Six Battle Saints joining forces to deal with a mere high-level Half-Saint, even with the Sword Emperor's inheritance, what kind of trouble could they possibly cause!
"What nonsense are you talking to him about!"

Yao Wangui could no longer contain his pent-up anger and shouted sharply.

Just now, he was almost pushed to Su Yun as a gift to apologize by the clan leader. This humiliation and anger made him hate Su Yun to the bone!
He dared not disobey the pill's orders, but instead poured all his resentment and venom onto Su Yun in front of him!

"Xiao Jibai, I have to thank you!" Yao Wangui's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his tone fierce: "If you hadn't been so stubborn and arrogant, I really wouldn't have had the chance to deal with you personally!"

"boom--!"

As soon as they finished speaking, six terrifying and unparalleled holy powers suddenly erupted from the six people, shooting straight into the sky like six erupting volcanoes!
Dark energy clouds gathered above the plaza, and a heavy pressure pressed down as if it were a tangible force, making the surrounding space seem to freeze!
Faced with this power capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart, the white-clad figure in the arena was as insignificant as a small boat in a raging storm, as if it would be completely capsized and crushed into dust in the next second!

"Xiao Jibai, can you win...?"

Deep within the crowd, the Sword Venerable was so overwhelmed by the suffocating pressure that his chest heaved violently, and even breathing became difficult.

He stared intently at the center of the square, his heart pounding uncontrollably. His tension and trepidation made it seem as if he were the one standing opposite the Six Saints, about to face annihilation!
The sense of defeat from having his sword heart shattered by Su Yun back then had not yet dissipated. However, at this moment, the Sword Venerable clenched his fists for no apparent reason, hoping that the fragile figure could create a miracle against the heavens!
"Ancestor!"

At the edge of the square, Xiao Yan gripped the pill tightly in his hand, his face full of pain and anxiety, showing no intention of healing at all.

He was shocked that his ancestor had broken through to the advanced half-saint level, and he was even more aware of the price behind this level of cultivation!

For the sake of the survival of humanity, the ancestor did not hesitate to overdraw his lifespan to forcibly increase his strength. The sacrifice he made was unimaginable!

Even so, facing six powerful individuals, each at least a four-star early-stage Dou Sheng, can the Ancestor really turn the tide as before?

Xiao Yan was somewhat flustered. At this moment, even he lacked the confidence he once had in Su Yun!

“The ancient imperial clans… without exception, were all scum of the human race.”

In the center of the square, locked in by the six holy forces, Su Yun still stood straight, rooted like a pine tree in the raging energy turbulence.

There was no fear in his expression, but rather a deep sense of regret.

Su Yun slowly raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the six ancient sheep, and spoke in a clear and resounding voice: "In the past, when the human race was weak, the beast race's army pressed in."

In times of crisis, the imperial clans of that time did not think about protecting their own kind, but instead were busy oppressing the people and fighting for power and profit. The teacher also eliminated many of the imperial clan's malignant tumors for this reason...

Ten thousand years have passed, and imperial families have come and gone, but the baseness and selfishness ingrained in you people have never changed!

Su Yun's tone suddenly turned fierce, and a chilling killing intent surged in his eyes: "Today, I will follow in my teacher's footsteps and rid the human race of this scourge!"

"Is the Imperial Clan a cancer on humanity?"

Gu Yang laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, tilting his head back and scoffing, "It's utterly absurd!"

We, the imperial family, are born with noble blood. We are not the same kind of people as those lowly commoners on the continent. Why should we care about their lives?

Furthermore, you are also from the Xiao clan. Even though the Xiao clan is now in decline and destitution, it was once one of the eight ancient clans!

"Does your Xiao clan alone stand out from the crowd, remaining untainted by the mud?"

"Therefore, the Xiao clan perished."

Su Yun's voice was cold, and one sentence left Gu Yang speechless.

The moment he finished speaking, the dormant sword intent around him suddenly erupted, soaring into the sky like a sleeping dragon awakening!

"Tear-!"

The dazzling sword light tore through the thick energy clouds, leaving a blinding crack in the dark sky!

Through the crack, sunlight poured down, falling on Su Yun's white robes, giving him an air of awe-inspiring and inviolable holiness!

The liquidation officially begins now!
(End of this chapter)