Chapter 100: Tired of it, they have seen too much.

The Golden Core Cultivator in the golden robe opened his mouth, but could not speak.

His trump card, which he was so proud of—a full-force strike from a Nascent Soul expert—had been blocked so effortlessly?

How is that possible?

He was at the Peak Golden Core Stage, from the Central Region, having seen countless Geniuses and Prodigies.

But never had there been an Early Stage Golden Core Cultivator who could block a Nascent Soul strike!

"You… what kind of monster are you exactly…"

He muttered, his eyes filled with despair.

Looking at the indifferent Su Yun, he had fallen into despair.

"You cannot kill me! I am from the Xuanyang Sect of the Central Region! My Master is a Mid Nascent Soul Stage Elder! If you kill me, my Master will never let you go!"

He spoke faster and faster, as if grasping at the last straw:

"Let me go, and I can act as if today never happened! I can also help you smooth things over with the Immortal Alliance! I can keep your… whatever that Enslavement technique is, a secret!"

"As long as you let me leave, any condition is negotiable!"

Su Yun looked at him and suddenly smiled.

The smile was very gentle, very harmless.

"Xuanyang Sect?"

The Golden Core Cultivator in the golden robe nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, yes! Xuanyang Sect! One of the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Central Region! My Master really is a Nascent Soul Elder!"

Never heard of it.

Su Yun said "Oh."

"Your Master is Nascent Soul?"

Zhao Wuji nodded frantically.

Su Yun asked again: "Is your Master powerful?"

Zhao Wuji didn't know why he asked that, but he nodded desperately:

"Powerful! Very powerful! Mid Nascent Soul Stage! He is someone of standing even within the Xuanyang Sect!"

Su Yun nodded.

Then he raised his hand.

A flash of golden light passed by.

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, a gurgling sound came from his throat, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.

Until his death, he did not understand why the other party killed him even more decisively after he had reported his Master's name.

Su Yun withdrew his hand and brushed off his robe.

"So much nonsense."

He bent down, plucked the Storage Ring from Zhao Wuji's waist, and weighed it in his hand.

His Divine Sense probed inside.

There were quite a few things inside: Spirit Stones, Medicinal Pills, Magical Artifacts, Jade Slips… a small pile filled to the brim.

The space was about three cubic meters.

Much smaller than the ten-cubic-meter one he was using.

Su Yun curled his lip and casually tossed the ring to Liu Wugou, who was closest to him.

"Keep it."

Liu Wugou took the ring, her eyes lit up, and she quickly tucked it into her bosom:

"Thank you, Master!"

Su Yun ignored her and looked up at the battlefield.

The battle was still continuing.

Those Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Central Region had already completely lost their footing.

Zhao Wuji was dead.

That Nascent Soul strike had been blocked.

Their last hope was shattered.

"Run!"

Someone shouted again.

But the boundary of the blood mist remained unbreakable.

A feeling of despair spread through the crowd.

Suddenly, a male Foundation Establishment Peak Cultivator raised his head, a flash of madness in his eyes.

"We are going to die anyway! Let's take a few with us!"

He roared, his spiritual power surging, and he rushed toward the nearest Elder Han Yue like a burning meteor!

Self-detonation!

Elder Han Yue's expression changed, and she retreated rapidly.

But the man was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of her.

Su Yun descended directly from the sky.

He slapped the man on the face.

Slap!!!

The man spun three times on the spot, the self-detonating spiritual power instantly dissipated, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

"Want to self-detonate? Did you ask me?"

He looked up at the group of Central Region Cultivators.

"You had better stand still and not move. Whoever moves again, I will kill first."

No one dared to move.

But no one was willing to wait for death either.

In the crowd, someone shouted:

"Brothers, we are going to die anyway, let's fight them!"

"Yes! Fight them!"

"Killing one is breaking even, killing two is a profit!"

Before the words faded, dozens of Foundation Establishment Cultivators rose up at the same time!

They no longer ran, no longer begged for mercy, but with red eyes, they rushed toward Elder Han Yue and the others!

Even if they died, they would take a few with them!

Su Yun raised an eyebrow.

Those Cultivators from the Central Region were inherently a cut above those of the same Realm.

Now, fighting for their lives, the combat power they erupted with far exceeded the norm.

And Elder Han Yue and her group, although strong in practical combat, were too few in number.

Six Foundation Establishment Cultivators against more than twenty crazy Central Region Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

The gap was still too big.

As expected.

In the first exchange, Elder Han Yue and the others were suppressed.

Those people were completely disregarding their lives, smashing Magical Artifacts and blasting Spells without any regard for consumption.

Elder Han Yue forced two people back with a sword strike but was struck on the shoulder by the Sword Qi of a third, muffled a groan, and retreated several steps.

Liu Wugou's blood whip entangled one person, but the other two took the opportunity to get close, and she was almost struck by a blade.

Blood Maiden and the Blood Lotus Saintess stood back-to-back, barely blocking the siege of three people, but they were already in dangerous situations.

No sooner had Ye Qinghan's ice wall been erected than it was shattered by four or five attacks, and she was sent flying.

Protector Yin Hongling and Jingyue were even worse off, the two of them facing four Foundation Establishment Cultivators, retreating steadily, and it looked like they were about to fail to hold on.

Su Yun sighed.

His figure flickered, and he appeared beside Elder Han Yue.

He slapped away the Cultivator who had almost stabbed her.

He kicked away the two people besieging Blood Maiden.

With another wave of his hand, a beam of blood light blasted away the Cultivators who were chasing and attacking Ye Qinghan.

He was like a brick; he moved wherever he was needed.

But there were too many people.

He had just saved one, and there was danger over there.

He had just blasted those away, and these rushed up.

Although Elder Han Yue and the others gritted their teeth and persevered, some had already begun to be injured.

Su Yun's frown deepened.

He had originally just wanted to temper them.

To see the results of their cultivation during this period.

But now it seemed the gap was still too big.

The gap in numbers could not be made up by individual strength.

Moreover, these Central Region Cultivators were not weak themselves.

"That's enough."

He said indifferently.

He raised his hand.

The blood mist spread again.

Inside the blood mist, his figure moved like a ghost.

Every strike of his landed precisely on a Central Region Cultivator.

The sound of bones breaking rose one after another.

Screams followed one after another.

In less than half an incense stick of time.

More than twenty male Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Central Region all collapsed to the ground.

Su Yun withdrew the blood mist and clapped his hands.

He looked at the panting, injury-covered Enslavement subjects and smiled.

"Not bad. You held on for quite a while."

Elder Han Yue and the others looked at each other.

Held on for quite a while?

They were almost beaten to death, and Master said "held on for quite a while"?

But thinking about it carefully, it seemed so.

Six Foundation Establishment Cultivators against more than twenty Central Region Foundation Establishment Cultivators, being able to last this long was indeed not easy.

Su Yun said nothing more.

He turned and looked at the Central Region Cultivators lying all over the ground.

Some were still groaning, some had already lost their breath.

His gaze lingered for a moment on those who still had breath.

Then, he raised his hand.

Flashes of golden light passed by.

Those Central Region Cultivators who were still alive all died.

Elder Han Yue was stunned for a moment.

"Husband, this…"

Su Yun said indifferently: "They have seen too much."

Elder Han Yue was silent.

Su Yun's gaze fell again on the Zhengyi Sect Disciples who had followed.

Those Disciples were now all pale-faced and trembling.

They had witnessed all of this with their own eyes.

Su Yun did not speak.

He just watched them quietly.

Then, he raised his hand.

Flashes of golden light passed by.

Those male Zhengyi Sect Disciples all fell down.

Elder Han Yue opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, she didn't speak.

Su Yun withdrew his hand and looked at the female Disciples of Jade Maiden Peak.

They were all bowing their heads, their bodies trembling slightly.

Su Yun said indifferently: "From today on, you will stay in Qingyou Valley."

Those female Disciples all knelt down together:

"Yes, Master!"

Su Yun said nothing more and turned to walk into the valley.

After a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

"Right."

He turned back and looked at the corpses lying all over the ground.

"Clean these up. Collect all their things and distribute them to the sisters who performed meritorious service."

Liu Wugou's eyes lit up, and she nodded quickly:

"Yes, Master!"

Su Yun waved his hand and continued walking forward.

The sunlight spilled down, illuminating his back.

Behind him, the Enslavement subjects began to get busy.

Elder Han Yue stood on the spot, watching Su Yun's retreating back, a flash of complexity in her eyes.

Then, she turned and joined the cleaning team.