"You overestimate yourself!" Du Lin curled his lips, his eyes filled with disdain.
Su Yu was indeed very strong. His utilization of various martial arts techniques was just as the rumors said, surpassing Level Six Peak of the Martial Path.
However, in Du Lin's eyes, it was nothing!
With a cold killing intent in his heart, Du Lin brazenly attacked!
Dong –
The distant sound of the bell pierced through the heavens and the earth.
Du Lin shuddered and his expression changed. He looked back at the center of the Heavenly Sanctuary.
There was an ancient hall floating in the clouds, and it was faintly discernible.
The sound of a bell rang out from within.
The senior disciples who were watching the show were also shocked and in awe.
Dong –
The second bell rang!
"What? The Holy King Bell rang a second time? "Du Lin was shocked. Without hesitation, he rushed toward the Heavenly Sanctuary, not even caring about Su Yu.
The rest of the senior disciples also dashed away with reverence on their faces.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh —
In the distance, there were numerous figures flying towards the ancient palace in the clouds in unison from all over the place.
Su Yu and Xia Jingyu looked at each other in dismay. Did the sound of the bell contain a deep meaning?
Whoosh —
When a green-white figure flew past Su Yu's side, it stopped for a moment and lightly reprimanded, "The Holy King has summoned you. Why aren't you heading over quickly?"
This person was Qiu Changjian!
Holy King summoning? Su Yu was shocked.
The Fenglin Empire, no, more accurately, the legend of the Nine Empires Alliance, the Holy King, wanted to summon them?
Without hesitation, Su Yu and Xia Jingyu hurried over with Qiu Changjian.
Along the way, Qiu Changjian explained, "In the Holy King Hall, there is a Holy King Bell. Only a Holy King can ring it."
"One knock signifies a Holy King summon, two knocks signifies an emergency summon!" Qiu Changjian furrowed his brows, his heart filled with worry.
Su Yu's eyes flickered as he asked, "Senior Brother Qiu, may I ask if emergency summons occur frequently?"
When Qiu Changjian heard this, he shook his head solemnly. "An emergency summon has only happened twice in the history of the Sanctuary. The first time was when the Sanctuary was established and they urgently summoned their disciples to participate in the Sanctuary Convention."
"After a hundred years, this is the second emergency summon."
Su Yu's pupils contracted.
When the Sanctuary was established, there was only one emergency summon.
And now, it had appeared once again!
What did this mean? Was it a good thing, or … a bad thing!
Xia Jingyu's pretty face turned serious. "Senior Brother Qiu, you often meet with the Holy King. Don't tell me you don't know what happened?"
She and Su Yu remembered that after Qiu Changjian brought them back, he had urgently reported to the Holy King. Could this be the reason?
Who knew that Qiu Changjian would laugh at himself, "Often? Junior Sister Xia thinks too highly of Senior Brother Qiu. The Holy Disciple is only his disciple in name. What right do I have to meet him? "
"I've been in the Holy Region for fifteen years, and I was lucky enough to see him once when I was promoted to a Holy Disciple. I haven't seen him in the past fifteen years." Qiu Changjian had a look of respect on his face. "The Holy King is in seclusion all year round. If he has any instructions, he will pass it directly to the outside of the palace. His true appearance is almost never revealed to the public."
After saying this, Qiu Changjian said enviously, "With this urgent summon, the Holy King will definitely come out of seclusion. You are very lucky to be able to see the Holy King come out of seclusion as soon as you arrive. You should know that even the old Holy Disciple who has been here for ten years never had the chance to see the Holy King in person."
Was it luck? The seriousness in Su Yu's eyes had yet to dissipate.
In a split second, a group of people arrived in front of the Holy King Palace within the mist. They bowed their heads respectfully.
The Ten Great Holy Disciples, Ten Great Prospective Holy Disciples, and countless old prospective Holy Disciples were all present. There were more than a hundred people.
No matter who it was, no one dared to breathe loudly. It was eerily quiet.
Creak —
The ancient stone door slowly opened.
The vicissitudes of life engulfed the area.
Amidst the swirling clouds, a stone door opened, revealing an ancient hall that was filled with a dark and deep radiance.
The Holy King had not appeared!
Su Yu tried to use his pupils. He had long achieved the ability to see in the dark.
But as he looked, his gaze could not penetrate the darkness!
It was as if there was a layer of holy power blocking in front of him.
"Sigh …" An old sigh could be heard.
A faint sense of apology filled the hearts of the people.
"This urgent summon is for one thing." The Holy King's voice was faint and distant.
It was clearly coming from within the palace, but to the ears, it was as if it came from beyond the nine heavens, far away.
Inside the palace, there was a long silence. Then, the old voice of the Holy King came slowly, "That is … the Sanctuary, from today onwards, disband!"
The ethereal voice drilled into the ears, but it was no less than a heaven-shaking hammer!
The Sanctuary was disbanded?
The Sanctuary of the Alliance of the Nine Empires, the Holy Land of martial arts for hundreds of millions of martial artists, was disbanded?
No one could remain calm from the upheaval.
Even the eldest disciple, Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Zhang, and Qiu Changjian, found it difficult to accept.
In an instant, more than a hundred people whispered, inexplicably shocked!
This news, for them, was equivalent to the collapse of the heavens and the earth.
"Master!"
Swish swish swish —
Ten figures knelt down. They were the Ten Great Holy Disciples.
"Master, please take back the order!" Qiu Changjian was shocked, unable to bear such a drastic change.
Such a huge Sacred Region was actually disbanded overnight?
"Holy King, please take back the order!"
Swish swish swish —
The Ten Great Holy Disciples knelt down, their eyes filled with horror!
Swish swish swish —
Hundreds of older disciples knelt down, their eyes pleading.
If the Sanctuary was disbanded, where would they go?
In the dark palace, the Holy King sighed, "If I could, I would not want to … This matter has been decided, other than the Ten Great Holy Disciples, the rest of the martial artists should prepare to leave the Sanctuary tomorrow."
"Holy King!!" The sound of mourning was endless.
To them, this day was no less than the end of the world.
Looking at the whole world, only the Sanctuary could nurture them to go further on the path of martial arts.
The Sanctuary was disbanded, and they returned to the mortal world as ordinary martial artists, unable to advance any further.
Su Yu and Xia Jingyu were dazed!
They had entered the Sanctuary yesterday, but today, the Sanctuary was disbanded!
Where would they go in the future?
Xia Jingyu could return to the martial arts training institute, but what about Su Yu?
Without the resources of the Sanctuary, how could Su Yu improve his strength and enter Fenghuang Valley?
A trace of power came from within the palace.
It made one's heart palpitate, their blood boiling.
The mourning disciples shut their mouths in shock and kept quiet out of fear!
A trace of cold sweat covered their foreheads.
The Holy King was angry!
"This matter has been decided!" The Holy King's order was not to be disobeyed. It spread throughout the Heavenly Sanctuary and the Mortal Sanctuary.
These words announced a shocking upheaval in the Alliance of the Nine Empires.
The Sanctuary was disbanded!
However, at this moment of absolute silence.
"No!" A youth stood ramrod straight and said a single word in a loud voice!
This word was tantamount to defying the will of the Holy King!
"Step down!" An indifferent old voice came from within the dark room, as if it could command the heavens and earth.
However, the order did not move. The skinny youth.
"I have a place I must go, a person I must see, and a reason I must stay!" Su Yu's voice was loud and clear, shaking the hearts of the people.
"Holy King, please grant me my wish!" Su Yu bowed.
He had to rely on the Sanctuary to cultivate and strengthen himself.
Xianer was his fiancée, he had to see her!
"I do not wish to repeat myself!" A trace of oppressive power came crashing down!
The Holy King was furious!
Su Yu felt as if he was being crushed by Mount Tai. The infinite power caused his body to tremble.
His organs trembled violently, his blood flowing rapidly.
Incomparable pain came from all over his body, and blood flowed from his mouth.
However, Su Yu stood upright, his starry eyes bursting with unprecedented sharpness. With his mouth full of blood, he clenched his teeth and said with difficulty, "Please … Holy King … grant me my wish!"
Everyone's heart trembled. Where was he going? Who was he going to see? Why was he so stubborn, so stubborn, to the point of confronting the Holy King?
The skinny youth, in the hearts of everyone, suddenly became infinitely tall!
Qiu Changjian's eyes trembled, his heart moved!
For a favor, Su Yu had traveled thousands of miles to the imperial capital, narrowly escaping death in a battle of heroes.
For a love, he was now publicly opposing the Holy King. Even if there were millions of people, he would still go!
Hualala —
In the dark hall, there was suddenly a bright brilliance.
The inside of the hall was clearly visible.
An old man with white hair and a white beard, with a ruddy complexion, was emaciated.
He had a sage-like demeanor, like an old immortal in a book.
He was clearly sitting cross-legged, but the crowd could not see him clearly. It was as if this was just a projection of him in time and space, illusory and difficult to distinguish.
He was the legend of the Alliance of the Nine Empires, the Holy King!
His old eyes were as calm as an ancient well, without any ripples.
At this moment, he indifferently stared at Su Yu, his tone murderous, "You think I do not dare to kill you?"
Anyone who defied the will of the Holy King would be killed, and everyone in the world would applaud.
The Holy King was the legend of the Holy King. Defying him deserved to die!
Su Yu's mouth was full of blood. At this moment, he clenched his teeth, "No! You will kill me! "
That murderous intent told Su Yu that the Holy King regarded the common people as ants. Killing Su Yu would not burden him in the slightest!
"But … if I cannot see the person I want to see, it is no different from death!" Su Yu enunciated each word, his deep eyes filled with unprecedented determination.
If he could not increase his abilities, he would definitely be erased from the world by Fenghuang Valley. Sooner or later, he would die.
No different from death?
What kind of burden was this skinny body carrying?
The crowd was moved!
"You want to tell me that you are not afraid of death?" The Holy King's heart was cold, the murderous intent in his eyes even more awe-inspiring.
He had lived for hundreds of years, and there were countless strong-willed people. Su Yu could not shake his murderous intent.
"I am afraid!" Su Yu spat out blood, "But I am even more afraid of dying with regret!"
Dying with regret? The Holy King seemed to recall something, his old eyes moved for the first time.
After a long silence, the Holy King sighed deeply, "What a good 'dying with regret'. If I had your resolve back then, perhaps it would have been a different experience."
The crowd was shocked. Su Yu had moved the Holy King!
If that was the case, wouldn't he be able to stay?
However, the Holy King's voice suddenly turned cold as he firmly shook his head, "But I cannot keep you! You are too weak. Only the Ten Great Holy Disciples can barely keep up with me. "
Su Yu clenched his teeth, his body on the verge of collapse. His mouth was full of blood as he growled, "Then, I will become a Holy Disciple!"
These words shook the hearts of everyone!
The Sanctuary had existed for hundreds of years, but there were very few Holy Disciples.
In the last few decades, the only person who had become a Holy Disciple was Qiu Changjian!
Countless would-be Holy Disciples left the Sanctuary in dejection. No one knew how many of them had left.
What made Su Yu think he could become a Holy Disciple?
But at this moment, no one laughed at him.
This was because Su Yu's unwavering spirit had deeply shocked their numb hearts.
When they first came to the Sanctuary, who did not set the goal of becoming a Holy Disciple?
But, the cruel reality had polished their spirit.
Until Su Yu defied the Holy King. His spirit was like a rainbow, shocking everyone.
Countless people were moved.
Who was he going to meet? Who would give him the courage to go against the Holy King?
The Holy King stared at Su Yu indifferently, slowly shaking his head, "You can't!"
His words were like a judgment.
The Holy King's eyes were shrewd and ruthless. He could predict a person's future with just a glance. Only one percent was left, unless it was a stroke of luck!
"I can do it!" Su Yu roared. He came from a humble background. When Qin Feng stole his woman, he was just the lowliest silver student. Now, hadn't he stepped into the Sanctuary worshipped by hundreds of millions of martial artists?
The words "I can do it" made everyone's blood boil.
Countless disciples secretly clenched their fists.
Many people suddenly understood that the reason they had been stagnant for so many years was not because of resources, but because of … determination like Su Yu!
A determination that would not regret even in death!
Staring at that pair of persistent eyes, the Holy King suddenly felt a little dazzling.
But, not only did it not move him, it completely enraged him. With a cold expression, the Holy King slowly got up. His terrifying aura that could destroy heaven and earth made people shudder.
"Step down, or die!" The Holy King said.
That one sentence completely destroyed all possibilities!
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