Supreme of the Heavenly Realm-Chapter 720 - 714: Eliminating the Roots

"Ye Xuan, though the mountain does not turn, the river bends. Today’s humiliation, I will repay tenfold another day!"

A true man does not suffer losses before his eyes. Yu Tiancheng, after all, was considered a young talent of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land, having seen grand scenes. Having probed out Ye Xuan’s strength, he also hurriedly retreated. He knew that if he didn’t leave now, he might very well lose his life.

"Now you think to run?"

A chill flashed through Ye Xuan’s eyes as his gaze locked onto the rapidly fleeing figure in midair. His hands formed seals immediately, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly started to tremble. From beneath the earth, eighteen giant dragon phantoms soared into the sky, encircling the space around Yu Tiancheng in the blink of an eye and consuming it.

"What kind of power is this! No!"

Yu Tiancheng desperately resisted, but within those dragons, even space shattered to pieces, and his Sacred Body was ground into dust, disappearing without a trace.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, Zuo Lingyun was also shocked. The last time Ye Xuan had killed an Alien Clan Saint, it hadn’t been as staggering as this. Yu Tiancheng was the genius of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land, his cultivation nearly reaching that of a Second Grade Martial Saint, yet he still couldn’t escape being instantly killed by Ye Xuan.

However, Zuo Lingyun didn’t say anything but instead took care of the three unconscious disciples, one by one, before finally stopping.

To cut the grass, one must remove the roots, especially since it was Yu Tiancheng and the others who had struck first; their deaths were well deserved.

After Ye Xuan killed Yu Tiancheng, the latter’s neck-hung recording Crystal Stone also dissipated, while Ye Xuan gained an additional five hundred points.

"This fellow really is poor, not even worth as much as a Tree-man King."

Ye Xuan shook his head; to him, these points were too few.

"Tree-man Kings are rare monsters, not something you come across easily. Let’s quickly dispose of the bodies and avoid leaving any traces that could be found."

Although it was Yu Tiancheng and others who dug their own graves, the dead were nevertheless their doing. If anything was discovered, most of the trouble would likely fall on them.

Ye Xuan nodded, and together with Zuo Lingyun, they cleaned up the remains of Yu Tiancheng and his fellows. They had just finished when behind them, a signal like fireworks appeared in midair.

"It’s Senior Sister Yin Meng summoning the team."

Zuo Lingyun looked at the signal and turned to Ye Xuan.

"We should probably be departing soon."

Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly. This area was still only the outskirts of Martial God Mountain; they had lingered for some time, and to gain more points, they obviously needed to delve deeper.

The center of the basin was where the team was clearly assembling.

By the time Ye Xuan and Zuo Lingyun arrived, most of the disciples had already regrouped.

"Where’s Yu Tiancheng? Why hasn’t he come back yet?"

Yin Meng glanced around the team and then frowned; among those disciples, only Yu Tiancheng and his cronies, as well as a few other disciples, were missing.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan and Zuo Lingyun exchanged a glance, both tacitly choosing to remain silent. At a time like this, any word they said could lead to unnecessary suspicion.

After a long silence with no one speaking, a female disciple finally spoke up, "Brother Yu might have left the team. He seemed always dissatisfied with the team and might have acted on his own with his people."

"Is that so?"

A hint of suspicion appeared on Yin Meng’s face, "Although Yu Tiancheng is arrogant, he has always been respectful towards me. He wouldn’t leave the team without reason. Could he have encountered some accident?"

"An accident? Not likely. This is just the outer area of Martial God Mountain. With Brother Yu’s cultivation, what kind of accident could happen?" The female disciple shook her head.

"Let’s go. I’ll leave a message here for him. If he sees it, he’ll catch up with us."

Yin Meng didn’t want to waste too much time here. She formed seals with her hands and seemingly left some sort of secret signal, then waved to the others, indicating it was time to set off.

Seeing her do this, Ye Xuan’s face remained expressionless. He knew that no matter what Yin Meng did, it was all in vain because Yu Tiancheng was no longer in this world. No message that was left would ever reach him.

The group left the basin. The outskirts of Martial God Mountain were incredibly vast, encompassing all types of terrain. After traversing the basin, what appeared in front of Ye Xuan and his companions was a wetland, muddy and treacherous with pits and swamps everywhere, emitting a foul stench.

In such an environment, the speed at which the group moved slowed down. The atmosphere here was gloomy and terrifying, even the skies above were shrouded in dark currents, filled with cold and sinister fluctuations.

"It seems our luck isn’t very good. This route is fraught with difficulties."

Looking around at the ambiance, Zuo Lingyun also let out a wry smile. Judging by the current situation, they hadn’t even begun to ascend the mountain yet. They were still at the periphery of Martial God Mountain and had already encountered dangerous terrains one after another.

Gurgle, gurgle!

Suddenly, dozens of grey bubbles surfaced in a swamp, and with a loud boom, a massive figure burst out, raising fists the size of iron pots and smashing them towards the soaring figures.

"Scram!"

The figure in the air was also a Saint from the Heavenly Martial Holy Land, strong in his own right. He bellowed angrily and thrust out a finger to meet the attack.

Boom!

The huge figure was sent flying back, crashing onto the swamp and triggering grey mud waves, while the Saint staggered, his blood boiling with the impact.

"What a formidable monster!"

The Saint was utterly astonished. Could this Swamp Monster truly ignore his attack?

This was a humanoid monster made of grey mud, similar to the swamp itself. Its body was covered in sticky mud, constantly sliding off. Its eyeballs were like a pair of green gemstones, lacking a mouth, nose, and ears. It stood three to four zhang tall with thick arms and legs. The term "Swamp Monster" was an apt description.

"Take my sword!"

Among Ye Xuan’s team, there was no shortage of experts. Another Saint, dressed in white, made a move too, clutching a huge sword with a robust and peerless sword light, he fiercely hacked down.

Crack!

One of the Swamp Monster’s arms fell off.

Howl!

Though the Swamp Monster had no mouth, it emitted a roar. Its thick, powerful mud arm swept out, slamming harshly towards the head of the white-clothed Saint.

Clang!

At the critical moment, the white-clothed Saint held his giant sword in front of him, but the force behind the blow was too strong. He was sent flying backward, the shockwave sweeping out like a rainbow.

"Illusion Sound Finger!"

Senior Sister Yin Meng, who had been watching all along, finally made her move. A glint of light flashed in her beautiful eyes as she gracefully pointed out with two slender fingers.

Pop!

Her Finger Light was like a rainbow, shooting swiftly through the air, utterly silent, hitting the Swamp Monster directly in the chest, piercing through it and shattering something hard within.

Crash!

The Swamp Monster wilted like a boneless creature, melding into the swamp. At the same time, an extremely terrifying elemental force of earth and water radiated out, dissipating into nothingness.

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