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Swordsmanship's Number One Immortal

I am the eternal swordsman, the number one immortal among the heavens.

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Chapter 344: The Situation Takes a Sudden Turn, Winds of Change

There were six individuals.

Some were old, some were young, and among them were both men and women. They walked on air, controlling the wind at will. The aura emanating from their bodies was all at the Yuan Dao realm.

The one leading the group was a middle-aged person with a flowing robe and a sword on his back. His face was calm, devoid of joy or sorrow. His eyes seemed to overlook all living beings, exuding an air of transcendence.

The aura surrounding him was like an boundless ocean, giving off a vast and unfathomable feeling.

As they arrived, they immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

"The Hidden Dragon of the Great Zhou!"

Yun Lang's gaze turned sharp, a trace of seriousness appeared on his face.

Jihe, Yun Zhongqi, Shifengliu, Huosong Zhenren, and the other terrestrial immortals also had a gleam in their eyes.

They were naturally aware of the origin of the Hidden Dragon.

Whether it was the Great Zhou, Great Wei, or Great Qin, the royal families all had a group of cultivators who possessed extraordinary powers.

The cultivators of the Great Zhou royal family resided in the Hidden Dragon Mountain, hence they were called "Hidden Dragons."

The cultivators of the Great Wei royal family considered themselves seekers of immortality and enlightenment, thus they were known as "Seekers of Immortality."

In the Great Qin, the cultivators in the royal family were referred to as "Reclusive Dragons."

These cultivators had long transcended the mundane world and were figures of the Yuan Dao realm. It was only with their presence that they could deter the various cultivation forces such as the Hidden Dragon Sword Sect and the Moon Wheel Sect from acting recklessly.

The atmosphere in the field became oppressive and stifling.

No one had expected that just as Su Yi had resolved the grudges with the Su family, six Hidden Dragons from the Great Zhou royal family would appear out of thin air.

"I am Zhou Changyi. I have seen Fellow Daoist Su."

The middle-aged man with the sword on his back spoke with a voice as clear as a morning bell and an evening drum. Standing dozens of zhang away, he respectfully greeted Su Yi from a distance.

"The Yuan Mansion realm?"

Su Yi raised an eyebrow, instantly discerning Zhou Changyi's cultivation level.

Zhou Changyi smiled faintly, tacitly acknowledging it. He pointed to the others and said, "These five individuals are all fellow cultivators from my Hidden Dragon Mountain. Allow me to introduce each of them to you."

"This is Zhou Yunhai, the Second Elder of our Hidden Dragon Mountain. He has been cultivating for sixty years and has reached the Perfect Fasting Realm. He once obtained an ancient inheritance and cultivates the 'Path of the Gentle Wind.'"

As Zhou Changyi introduced, everyone in the field gradually learned the identities of the other Hidden Dragons.

Zhou Tuhong.

At the later stage of the Perfect Fasting Realm, he wore a black robe, his hair gray, and his figure thin. With his hand resting on a long knife, he appeared old but possessed the most fierce and intimidating aura. His eyes were as sharp as a blade's edge.

Zhou Shanjia.

At the later stage of the Perfect Fasting Realm, he wore a plain monk's robe and clasped his hands together. His features were resolute. He cultivated the ancient inheritance of the Buddhist sect. His aura was as stable as a mountain, and as he stood there casually, he seemed like a primordial behemoth, harboring an incredibly terrifying power.

Zhou Beilin.

At the mid-stage of the Perfect Fasting Realm, he wore a brocade robe and a feathered crown. He had a handsome appearance. Flames and lightning danced around his body, and when he opened his eyes, silver divine radiance circulated, making his presence awe-inspiring.

Zhou Qingxuan.

At the mid-stage of the Perfect Fasting Realm, she wore a pale white gown and stepped on empty space. She seemed like a celestial maiden from the Moon Palace. Her aura fluctuated and seemed ethereal and elusive.

She was the only woman among the six.

As Zhou Changyi introduced these people, Gelong Ling couldn't contain his inner worries and transmitted some secret information to Su Yi regarding the Hidden Dragons.

Since the establishment of the Great Zhou, the Zhou royal family has had the Hidden Dragons sect residing within them.

Unlike ordinary cultivators, the resources and treasures collected by the Great Zhou over the years have been used almost exclusively for the Hidden Dragons.

These included inheritances, treasures, spiritual herbs, and so on, acquired from the Eight Great Demon Mountains.

Moreover, among the Hidden Dragons, there were some who used the faith of sentient beings to cultivate!

All of this made the cultivation of the Hidden Dragons far surpass that of ordinary cultivators of the same realm.

Having understood this, Su Yi remained calm, showing no ripples on his face.

What Hidden Dragons? They were nothing more than a group of blood-sucking parasites. It was only due to the vast wealth of the Great Zhou and the resources they exhausted from all over the world that they achieved their current status.

At this moment...

The atmosphere in the field was overwhelmingly oppressive, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.

Among the six Hidden Dragons, one was at the Yuan Mansion realm, and the other five were at the Perfect Fasting Realm. With such power gathered here, they could almost be considered the strongest lineup within the Great Zhou.

Although ordinary individuals might not fully grasp the terror of the Hidden Dragons, seeing them standing proudly in the void, emitting divine brilliance, surrounded by thunder or radiant light, exuding an imposing aura that shook the heavens and earth, they knew that these six individuals were extraordinary!

"Fellow Daoist Su, our purpose in coming here is quite simple. We seek an explanation for the deaths of the Great Zhou warriors at your hands recently," Zhou Changyi began to address the matter. With a long sword on his back and wide sleeves fluttering, his voice resounded throughout the field.

"Finding a reason to take advantage of the situation, you really make it difficult for me," Su Yi laughed.

These guys obviously believed that after experiencing a fierce battle, he was now at the end of his strength and easy to bully.

"Taking advantage of the situation?" Zhou Changyi's gaze was fiery, and his expression serious. "Nowadays, everyone in the Great Zhou knows that you, Su Yi, are a calamity of epic proportions. How can we, as the Hidden Dragons of the Great Zhou, tolerate such a scourge continuing to poison the world?"

His words were resolute and righteous.

Mu Xi, Pu Yi, and the others almost burst out laughing inwardly, cursing these despicable old men in their hearts. If they really cared about the world, why did they only appear at this moment?

"Heh," Su Yi couldn't be bothered to say much. He swept his gaze over the crowd and disdainfully said, "Just you lot?"

"Whether we are opponents or not, we will know once we fight!" Zhou Changyi replied calmly.

"Su Yi, as long as you bow your head and are willing to turn over a new leaf, we can give you a chance to change," Zhou Yunhai spoke leisurely. He held a green jade ruyi in his hand, wearing a apricot yellow Taoist robe, appearing extremely composed.

"Give him a chance to change, but he must swear allegiance to the Great Zhou and obey our orders," Zhou Tuhong coldly interjected. With gray hair and his hand on a long knife, his eyes were sharp and filled with a killing intent.

"Su Yi, I advise you not to make the wrong choice!" Zhou Shanjia concisely stated. This Buddhist cultivator had a resolute appearance, his blood and qi condensed like iron, exuding a powerful aura like an enraged Vajra.

"Would you all be willing to join us in suppressing this brute?" Zhou Beilin swept his gaze over Yun Zhongqi, Ji He, Shi Fengliu, and the others, smiling as he spoke.

Wearing a brocade robe, with a handsome appearance, he had strands of flames and lightning swirling around him, giving him an otherworldly presence.

Yun Zhongqi and the others exchanged glances, feeling tempted.

"I am willing to lend a hand," Shi Fengliu was the first to step forward, speaking solemnly.

A commotion erupted in the field, and countless individuals realized that with the arrival of these Hidden Dragons, those land immortals who harbored ill intentions towards Su Yi had started to stir!

"To be honest with you all, this Su Yi once killed a disciple of my Moon Wheel Sect. With such a perfect opportunity today, how could I, Yun Zhongqi, stand idly by?" Yun Zhongqi, the elder of the Moon Wheel Sect in the Great Wei, also stepped forward, his voice resounding like thunder, spreading throughout the field.

Immediately after, Ji He came forward, clasping his hands together with a solemn expression. "Paying homage to the Infinite Radiant Buddha, today, I am honored to join all fellow cultivators in eradicating evil in the world."

Even this chief elder of the Luohan Hall in the Shanglin Temple finally made his stance known!

In an instant, the situation took a drastic turn, and the winds of change blew unexpectedly.

The onlookers in the distance felt a chill run down their spines, their faces changing in color.

At this moment, who couldn't see that those land immortals were all seizing this opportunity to kill Su Yi?

The brows of Yue Shichan, Ge Changling, and others furrowed, their hearts heavy.

The worst scenario had finally unfolded.

The reason was simple. These old folks believed that Su Yi's power had greatly depleted, that he was at the end of his road, making it the perfect opportunity to exterminate him!

Furthermore, even if Su Yi still had some fighting strength, he was now facing a group of old folks whose cultivation had reached the Yuan Dao realm.

How could he fight against them?

Not to mention, since Zhou Changyi and the other Hidden Dragons dared to come, how could they not have prepared some terrifying trump cards?

Seeing this, Zhou Qingxuan, dressed in a pale long robe, her aura hazy like mist, spoke in a cold voice, "Su Yi, do you see it? This is the general trend, the convergence of public opinion. We can no longer tolerate your existence as a calamity in this world!"

The atmosphere became heavy, and even the air seemed to solidify.

The imposing aura emanating from each of those land immortals made it difficult for the onlookers in the distance to breathe, filling them with horror.

"Lansha, if Su Yi truly can't hold on later, I won't just stand idly by. However, with my abilities, I can only give him a slim chance of survival. I can't guarantee the final outcome. Remember, when you see me take action, you must leave immediately," at this moment, Cloud Lang transmitted his decision to Lansha.

"Master..." Lansha was stunned, her heart in turmoil.

"Su Daoist, have you considered your options?" Zhou Changyi spoke calmly and composedly.

"Is there anyone else who wants to deal with me, Su Yi? You can step forward now," Su Yi's gaze swept around, his voice spreading far and wide.

One sentence made the entire field focus their attention, causing a commotion.

No one expected that even in such a isolated and helpless situation, Su Yi would still show no fear, and he even seemed to find the enemies insufficient!

After a long silence without anyone responding, Su Yi couldn't help but shake his head, appearing somewhat disappointed.

"It seems that Su Daoist intends to fight back desperately and remain unrepentant?" Zhou Changyi raised an eyebrow.

Su Yi put away the black bronze bell and the Devastation Murderous Sword. Then he stretched lazily, his gaze sweeping over Zhou Changyi and the other opponents. A smile appeared at the corner of his lips as he said, "Today, I have broken through the barriers in my heart, and my thoughts are clear. There are no more obstacles. It is indeed a cause for celebration. Since you all insist on coming to your own deaths, how can I, Su Yi, refuse?"

His cyan robe fluttered, his black hair flowing. In his profound and indifferent eyes, there was a hint of disdain.

In his past life as Su Xuanjun, he had roamed the vast wilderness, relying on his unyielding spirit and strength. Even if all the heavens were against him, even if the whole world became his enemy, so what?

I will cut them down with a single sword!

All eyes converged on Su Yi, filled with astonishment, surprise, doubt, and confusion.

At such a moment, why did Su Yi, who was trapped and surrounded, appear to be so delighted?