One person established a clan

Chapter 207 Cutting out the roots
In the deep crater of the ruins, faint breathing came and went—

"Ugh."

The Heavenly Alliance Palace Master's arms were both severed, and half of his body had been crushed into a bloody pulp, lying paralyzed in a pool of blood like a rag doll.

His eyes were unfocused, and an expression of disbelief was frozen on his face.

The intense pain in both body and soul could not conceal the surging horror within.

Even with his centuries of experience, he had never seen such a bizarre method before; it was simply... simply...
"Not bad, he's still alive."

A detached voice suddenly rang out, and the Heavenly Alliance Palace Master's eyes widened abruptly, his pupils reflecting boundless fear.

He watched helplessly as Su Cheng slowly descended from mid-air, fear gradually appearing on his face.

"you you."

"It seems that even cultivators at the Spirit Profound Realm can feel fear just like ordinary people."

Su Cheng looked down at him calmly and said, "Perfect, I have something to ask you. Answer honestly."

The Heavenly Alliance Palace Master said in a trembling voice, "Kill me or torture me?"

"Twenty-two years ago, your Heaven-Seizing Alliance participated in the ambush and killing of a woman in the Azure Sky Plains."

Su Cheng asked calmly, "Who is in charge?"

"...I am Lin Tianya, the leader of the Heavenly Alliance."

Sensing the murderous intent in Su Cheng's eyes, the Palace Master's courage crumbled instantly, and he said in a terrified voice, "He has close ties with the powerful clans of the Upper Realm. It was the Upper Realm that sent the order, and then the Heavenly Alliance summoned all the major immortal sects and guilds to jointly besiege him."

"Why kill her?"

"Because...because that woman was not only a wanted criminal from the upper realm, but also once the 'Emperor of the Five Desolations,' wielding power over killing according to the laws of heaven."

The Palace Master trembled under the increasingly intense pressure: "Neither the great clans of the upper realm, nor the ancient immortal sects, nor even the Heaven-Seizing Alliance, can stand idly by and watch that woman return."

Su Cheng frowned slightly and secretly exchanged a glance with Shi Xuan: "How much of what he said is true or false?"

"I have some recollection of the name of the Five Desolate Calamity Emperor."

Shi Xuan whispered, "Several thousand years ago, there was indeed such a being in the Five Desolate Regions, but he disappeared after the ancient war."

Om-!
At that moment, the remains of the Heavenly Alliance Palace Master trembled violently.

He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a burst of golden light, which transformed into a streak of light and shot straight into the sky. He had actually abandoned his physical body and was trying to escape with his divine soul and spirit.

"As expected, they had this trick up their sleeve."

Su Cheng had anticipated this. He raised his hand and grabbed the golden spirit that had already traveled hundreds of feet away. The spirit was suddenly frozen and pulled back by an invisible force.

"no no!"

The temple master's spirit let out a piercing wail: "I've told you everything you want to know! If you kill me, the alliance leader and the others will never—"

"Refining."

"W-what...you...uhhhh!?"

Su Cheng clenched his fist, and the golden spirit instantly vanished in fear, transforming into strands of pure soul power that flowed into his palm.

He used his demonic sword to pierce through the palace master's body, and crimson blood threads spread like a spider web for hundreds of feet, penetrating into the corpses of the Heavenly Alliance cultivators all around.

In an instant, a surge of spiritual energy rushed in like a tidal wave and was completely swallowed up.

[Total absorption of pure spiritual energy: 2,300 years] [Dark Domain Mystic Energy: 50 years] [Evil Spiritual Energy: 100 years]

[Refining Pure Soul Power: Thirty Years] [Measured by the amount of soul power refined and purified annually at the 'Standard Spirit Profound Realm' level]

"call--"

Su Cheng exhaled a breath of turbid air and dispersed the remaining spiritual energy in his palm.

After unlocking the complete Daoist Secret Pavilion, the function of refining the soul and spirit was activated, and now it comes in handy.

Although it cannot be used to deduce the soul and destiny imprint like profound energy, it can still gradually enhance oneself.

"Come out."

He collected the still intact storage items from the ground, and with a side glance, he saw illusory figures appear.

A terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from the corpse of the temple master, instantly dispersing the surrounding dust!

Amidst flashes of golden light and roars of thunder, a phantom figure wreathed in golden flames appeared, with several longswords formed from golden lightning floating behind it.

The moment its eyes met Su Cheng's, it immediately suppressed all its imposing manner and respectfully knelt on one knee.

[Yue Ningfeng, Initial Stage of Spirit Profound Realm (Perfect)]

The surrounding phantom images of Heavenly Alliance cultivators also knelt down.

"good."

Su Cheng nodded in satisfaction. In this way, his forces were strengthened by a new addition.

"Next-"

He turned to look at the distant battlefield, where the Sky Clan was locked in fierce combat with the Demon Shadow.

"Let's go." Purple lightning and silver flames erupted beneath his feet, and he transformed into a streak of light, rushing straight across the battlefield.

Behind them, one after another, the illusory figures of the Heavenly Alliance took off and followed closely, unleashing a monstrous killing intent and battle spirit!
Boom——!
The dragon's breath surged like a torrent, but was abruptly dispersed by a dark, sharp light halfway through, scattering sparks everywhere.

The Grand Elder of the Qiong Clan was covered in scorch marks, hanging in mid-air in a sorry state, his arms trembling violently from excessive use of spiritual power.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his clansmen locked in a fierce battle with those eerie demonic figures, and a sense of despair welled up in his heart.

These monsters are immortal and indestructible. No matter how many times they are defeated, they can recover in an instant. They have been fighting for so long without showing any signs of fatigue!
What alarmed him even more was the floating island that Su Cheng had just summoned, which blotted out the sky.
If this continues, by the time they finish dealing with the Heaven-Seizing Alliance, I'm afraid no one in the Qiong Clan will survive!

"Come and help!"

He turned sharply and shouted, "The Heaven-Seizing Alliance has been completely wiped out! If you continue to stand idly by, all your plans will be in vain!"

The cultivators from the Feng and Yuan clans had conflicting expressions, cursing inwardly.

Although they secretly cooperated with the Qiong Clan, their original target was clearly only the Ling Clan!

I barely managed to stop them a couple of times, and I was already terrified.

Now the situation has changed drastically, and Su Cheng has displayed such extraordinary abilities that he can even summon mountains to suppress the Heavenly Alliance Palace Master.
With such power, who would dare to easily contend with it?!

"Who dares to make a move!" A loud shout suddenly echoed across the battlefield.

Dozens of spirit boats appeared from afar, their leaders accompanied by several cultivators whose auras were vast and profound.

All the forces focused their attention on that spot, and their expressions immediately changed: "That's... the Xiao Clan!"

"With my Xiao clan here, who dares to oppose Young Master Su!"

Yang Xun sped ahead, his eyes wide with rage: "Anyone who opposes Su Cheng is declaring war on my Xiao clan!"

"And so do my Mingxiao Sect!" "And our Dongling Sect!"

Hundreds of cultivators shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and startling all the immortal sects present.

"And my Wushan tribe."

Wu Yujie led his own clan's cultivators and the Spirit Clan's people to the scene, his longsword blocking the path of the Wind Clan and Yuan Clan cultivators, and he gave a low laugh:
"I advise you all not to do anything foolish. If you really provoke Young Master Su, you will suffer the same fate as the Heaven-Seizing Alliance."

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The Feng and Yuan clans remained silent, daring not to make any rash moves.

Not far away, Flora nodded secretly upon seeing this and quietly released her jade hands that were forming a hand seal.

The situation is now settled. My uncle has intimidated everyone with his swift and decisive actions, and with the strong support of many powerful forces, the rest...
She smiled slightly, her gaze turning to the battlefield ablaze with flames.

It will be resolved in a short while.

boom--!
"Ahhh!"

The Great Elder of the Qiong Clan let out a shrill roar, desperately blocking another breath from Xuanqing White Dragon. However, before he could catch his breath, a bone-chilling cold suddenly rose from behind him!

He turned around in horror and saw a ghostly phantom approaching like lightning, with the golden sword in his hand bursting forth with raging thunder and fire!
Su Cheng's demonic sword trailed blood flames and purple lightning, drawing a sharp crescent moon in the sky with the force of splitting the heavens!
"No! Wait!"

Faced with two terrifying sword strikes, the Grand Elder of the Qiong Clan was terrified, his liver and gallbladder trembling. He screamed in a shrill voice, "I surrender—"

Before the words were finished, two sword beams clashed and slashed across the void, a blinding light suddenly appearing, and blood sprayed like rain.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Seven-Headed Demonic Flood Dragon and the Xuanqing White Dragon spewed out spiritual tides, instantly engulfing all the remaining Qiong Clan cultivators. Dozens of demonic shadows darted and flew through the area, taking away lives one by one.

The ground shook violently for miles around, and the explosion and flames surged and spread, almost leveling the entire mountainous area.

[Absorption of pure spiritual energy: 2100 years] [Dark Domain Profound Qi: 10 years] [Seven Star Profound Qi: 20 years] [Evil and unclean spiritual energy: 100 years]

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As the smoke cleared, the towering flames continued to rage.

Under the horrified gazes of all forces, a gigantic, sky-covering phantom emerged from the sea of ​​fire, its chilling aura enveloping the center of the secret realm.

Su Cheng stood with his feet on the head of the demonic dragon, sword in hand, his cold gaze sweeping over everyone present, finally settling on the cultivators of the Feng Clan and the Yuan Clan.

"All the Qiong Clan cultivators here have been wiped out. What are your plans now?"

"Young Master Su, you are wise!"

An elder of the Yuan clan hurriedly stepped forward, his voice trembling as he cupped his hands in a salute: "We had no idea of ​​your existence before, and we certainly had no intention of harming you! Please, have mercy!"

Su Cheng raised an eyebrow slightly: "How can I trust you?"

"I"

The old man's expression changed several times, and suddenly he gritted his teeth, swung his sword, and severed his own arm!

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, he trembled as he removed the storage ring from his severed arm and respectfully presented it: "The Yuan clan wishes to treat Young Master Su as an honored guest and will welcome him with the entire clan!"

The Wind Clan cultivators on the other side gasped, and the leading elder dared not delay. He gritted his teeth, severed his arm, and took out the jade ring.

"We, the Wind Clan, also wish to befriend Young Master Su!"

This unbelievable scene left all the cultivators present holding their breath, as if in a dream.

Who would have thought that the ancient clan that ruled the secret realm would be so humble, just to seek a sliver of hope for survival?
(End of this chapter)