As the people of the Disaster Sword Sect walked along, a voice suddenly rang out:
"Su Tong!"
The white-haired elder leading them became alert all of a sudden, like an unsheathed precious sword.
He looked around warily.
"Hehe, no need to look, I'm over here!"
Su Tong said as he leapt down from the tree ahead of the Disaster Sword Sect members.
The white-haired elder's brows furrowed slightly when he saw Su Tong.
He could ascertain that there was no one on that tree just now.
How did Su Tong appear there?
"Hehe, so it's Elder Su Tong of the Crimson Rainbow Sect!"
Since the white-haired elder couldn't see through Su Tong's strength, he didn't dare act arrogantly now.
Seeing their esteemed elder being so courteous to a young man, the other disciples were also somewhat bewildered.
What kind of temperament did this elder have? They knew it well!
Why would he be so polite to this young man before them?
"I'd like to borrow the identity plates of the Disaster Sword Sect. Also, the identity plates collected by the Disaster Sword Sect, please lend them to the Crimson Rainbow Sect as well. What do you think?"
Su Tong said directly.
He was not giving the Disaster Sword Sect any face at all.
After all, Su Tong had heard about the arrogant ways of the Disaster Sword Sect.
"Su Tong, I respect the Crimson Rainbow Sect as one of the Four Sects, which is why I'm being polite to you. Don't go too far!"
The white-haired elder shouted coldly at this point.
"Then let's fight!"
Su Tong replied lightly.
This time, he didn't bother with idle chitchat.
For people like this, Su Tong didn't even want to reason with them much.
"Humph!"
The white-haired elder snorted coldly.
Then with a wave of his hand, a sword appeared in his grasp.
"Get into formation!"
Clearly, the white-haired elder was very wary of Su Tong.
After taking out his artifact, he still didn't feel assured and shouted to his disciples behind him.
The other disciples were also puzzled. When dealing with the Red Moon Sect previously, there was no such fuss.
Did they have to be so cautious against a youth?
But they had to obey their elder's words.
"Yes!"
With a shout, they started getting into formation.
Looking at them, Su Tong didn't feel they would be difficult to handle.
"I won't wait for you to get into formation!"
Su Tong said indifferently.
Then spirit energy surged as a huge hand condensed before Su Tong.
It grabbed directly towards the Disaster Sword Sect's elder!
"Disaster Sword Qi!"
The Disaster Sword Sect's elder shouted coldly too.
A powerful aura erupted forth.
Brandishing his sword, he slashed down from the sky.
Boom!
With a loud crash, the Disaster Sword Sect disciples watched dumbfounded as their seemingly invincible elder flew back directly like a snapped kite.
He then smashed onto the ground, shattering a boulder.
"Gulp!"
Someone swallowed their saliva.
The Disaster Sword Sect disciples now looked at Su Tong in terror, totally forgetting to form their sword formation.
"Cough cough!"
The elder coughed as he arduously got up from the ground.
He looked at Su Tong not far away in shock.
He thought Su Tong's strength could at most be slightly stronger than his own, so he should have been able to resist at least.
But reality slapped him hard.
His full powered strike just now was actually unable to withstand Su Tong's casual move?
This huge disparity left him feeling very stifled.
He was the second strongest existence in the Disaster Sword Sect.
"Is the Disaster Sword Sect willing to lend me the identity plates now?"
Su Tong looked at the disheveled elder who had completely lost his imposing manner from before, and spoke lightly.
But the other party did not respond.
"Then I don't mind crippling all of you and taking them myself. You should know that I have the ability!"
Seeing that they were unwilling to hand them over, Su Tong continued speaking.
After hesitating for a while, the white-haired elder weighed his options again and again before throwing an identity plate to Su Tong.
Su Tong caught it and took a look. The words "Disaster Sword Sect" were on it.
"What about the other plates you've snatched?"
Naturally, Su Tong also wanted the other sects' identity plates.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have let the Disaster Sword Sect exist here for so long.
Su Tong needed to ensure absolute certainty. All the sects' identity plates had to be in his hands.
Only with the Crimson Rainbow Sect being the last one standing could they prop up the new Four Sects, Two Doors and One Sword Sect.
The Four Sects, Two Doors and One Sword Sect supported by the Crimson Rainbow Sect could then be put to use by them in the future.
At that time, the Crimson Rainbow Sect's influence in the Northern Territory would prevail over the rest.
"Don't go too far!"
The white-haired elder gnashed his teeth.
Boom!
Without a word, Su Tong pointed and a surge of spirit energy shot towards the white-haired elder.
Clang!
The white-haired elder hurriedly raised his sword to block.
But the powerful impact still sent him staggering backwards until he crashed into a rock.
"Pfft!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Su Tong just watched coldly, still not speaking.
Some things, he had already expressed very clearly. No need to repeat himself.
"Very good, very good!"
Clutching his chest, the white-haired elder said viciously.
Yet he still took out those identity plates and threw them to Su Tong.
Su Tong received the identity plates and checked them. There were ten in total.
He was also clear about the Disaster Sword Sect's strength.
Collecting ten identity plates in just over half a day was natural.
Added to the Disaster Sword Sect's own plate, that was eleven plates.
Su Tong now had forty-one plates on him.
"Thanks for this. Since it's like so, I should also give you a gift!"
Su Tong laughed coldly.
Then spirit energy condensed into a sword before him.
Seeing Su Tong's actions, the white-haired elder quickly said, "I've given you the stuff already. What more do you want?"
"Disaster Sword Qi!"
Su Tong shouted in a low voice.
He directly used the move the white-haired elder had used earlier.
Except Su Tong's chant was in the ancient celestial language.
In an instant, the spirit energy turned into countless sharp sword qi.
It flew directly at all the Disaster Sword Sect members.
"This is to avenge the Red Moon Sect. If you're still unhappy, feel free to come find me anytime!"
Su Tong laughed coldly.
Stepping on the ground, he instantly leapt onto a tree and vanished.
His voice drifted over lazily.
"Damn you!"
The Disaster Sword Sect's elder also yelled angrily.
Exerting his power, he resisted Su Tong's sword qi.
Having been injured by Su Tong earlier, it was somewhat strenuous for him to block now. Many parts of his body were harmed by the sword qi.
The other Disaster Sword Sect disciples suffered similar fates.
While resisting, those who failed to evade in time were left in an extremely sorry state.
But the fear in their eyes while blocking was very apparent.
They were undoubtedly shaken at this moment.
Why could this Crimson Rainbow Sect member use the Disaster Sword Qi?
[Author's note]: Second update, I don't have a fixed schedule. I wonder what time periods my readers are mostly from?
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
