novelraw Chapter 776 405 - Responsibility is easy to talk about, but not at all easy to bear.
Chapter 776 405 - Responsibility is easy to talk about, but not at all easy to bear.
Above Jinzu Court.
Under Su Bei's remorseless sword, a loud boom resounded between heaven and earth in an instant, as if heavenly beings were striking a bell, shaking the souls of those who heard it, making their eardrums feel as if they might split.
Wu Ya'zi fell from the sky, smashing heavily onto the peak of a distant mountain.
First, the entire mountaintop shattered with a roar, sending stones flying everywhere. Even the walls of the distant Jinzu Courtyard were torn and severely damaged amid the terrifying boom. The ground collapsed with a thunderous crash, creating a huge chasm.
There were cultivators with profound cultivation who, through the dense dust, looked far off to see a person lying in the crater, yet to rise.
His robe was in tatters, his Spiritual Energy wavering—it was clear he had taken a significant blow from Su Bei's Sword Thirteen.
Su Bei, holding his sword, stood high above the firmament, looking down at Wu Ya'zi, his body surrounded by Immortal Sword Qi soaring to the heavens. There was a clear disparity between him and Wu Ya'zi, even making Ling Xu and Abbot Wu Ji at his side feel a sensation of suffocation.
Su Bei did not utter many words. He glanced at the crowd of onlookers, lifted his sword, and fell from the sky, striking again!
He well knew the importance of delivering a finishing blow.
Abbot Wu Ji, who had not acted until then, let out an angry shout and made his move at that moment.
A massive fist descended from the sky, crashing fiercely onto the mountain peak, which exploded with a thunderous bang, scattering countless rocks!
As Abbot Wu Ji's hands opened and closed, a thousand arms sprouted from the Hundred Zhang Golden Buddha behind him, hammering down on Su Bei as he fell.
BOOM.
Su Bei was instantly smashed into the mountainside by the burst of Buddha's light. The whole range of hills trembled, dust rolling up, countless specks of dust and bits of stone falling down like rain.
In the pit, Wu Ya'zi took the opportunity to leap out, his face smeared with blood.
Ling Xu and Abbot Wu Ji landed beside Wu Ya'zi. The three Tribulation-Crossing Cultivators stood shoulder to shoulder.
Su Bei, taking advantage of the dust in the air, gently wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth.
Forcing the use of Sword Thirteen had hurt his already weakened body. But this time, he did not intend to battle the three before him to the death, but rather to make a high-profile announcement of his return.
He stretched his arms and pulled himself out from the wall he was embedded in, and slowly walked out of the mountains. Under the night sky, his white hair was exceptionally striking. He narrowed his eyes, coldly staring at the three before him.
"Abbot Wu Ji, that punch of yours was really quite timely," he said.
"I will remember that."
Abbot Wu Ji brought his hands together, radiant with Buddha's light, his expression impassive.
Su Bei narrowed his eyes as he gazed down at the severely injured Wu Ya'zi and spoke softly,
"Old man, there's no need to play the victim in front of me. I don't believe that you, a Tribulation-Crossing Cultivator, couldn't withstand one Sword Thirteen from me.
"It's just a pity you overestimated Abbot Wu Ji's heavy punch and underestimated my strength. I am not Shangguan Wendao. I don't hold back even a fraction of my strength. That punch didn't injure me."
"...."
Wu Ya'zi sneered coldly as the blood around his body instantly reversed its flow, and he said darkly,
"Elder Su, what's this? Do you really think you can take on three by yourself? You're greatly overestimating yourself.
"Let me give you some advice: it's still not too late to retreat. After all, if you're determined to leave, we indeed can't stop you. But if you choose not to go...
"Today, you really may have to leave your life here at Jinzu Court."
"..."
Su Bei estimated the distance the women had run, realizing they hadn't yet escaped the range of these men's senses. He spoke indifferently,
"You've had your Mountain and River Diagram broken and have taken a hit from my Sword Thirteen—even as a Tribulation-Crossing Cultivator, there surely can't be much Spiritual Energy left in you.
"You are far from the South Emperor of years past. How dare you speak like this?
"And as for you, Ling Xu, merely a drug-ingesting Tribulation-Crossing Cultivator, what right do you have to stop me?
"Abbot Wu Ji, one more or one less of you doesn't make a difference. Today, I want to see just how you will stop me?"
"..."
Ling Xu shouted furiously, his whisk stirring up a sky full of fiery clouds, like a dragon churning the clouds. On the ground, vines spread wildly, covering the entire snowy field:
"How to stop you?
"Su Bei! A dead man should lie down!!"
The next moment, Ling Xu's whisk arrived, stirring up endless clouds of fire. The flames, upon touching the vines on the ground, ignited furiously, their color shifting from fiery red to black!
The boundless black flames rose with such intensity that they threatened to engulf Su Bei completely!
The surging black flames roared, and the space around them twisted slightly due to the heat. The vines ascended with fire, the thick black flames rolling over, turning the entire shattered landscape within the Mountain and River Diagram into something akin to purgatory!
After that came an immense fist enveloped in boundless fist intent, as if it had torn through the fabric of space. It brought with it a whooshing sound, infinitely magnifying before Su Bei's eyes.
That was the Hundred Zhang Golden Buddha's punch intent from Abbot Wu Ji!
Su Bei fiercely slapped the Sword Box, and four swords shot out. He grabbed one of them and, with two fingers, lightly stroked the blade, and bellowed:
"Sword Fourteen! Split the heavens!!"
This strike moved as swiftly as rolling thunder and flashing lightning, leaving a visible azure streak across the sky!!
The way of the Immortal Sword, even in the face of nine deaths, holds no regrets!!
In Inverted Heaven, he had once wielded this very strike, a strike that could split the heavens!
However, beneath this strike lay countless tribulations of wind, frost, snow, and rain, desperate battles, and life-and-death struggles.
To single-handedly challenge the South Emperor was no easy feat.
But this challenging struggle, Su Bei had never voiced to anyone!
He had not spoken of it to Wenren Pingxin, nor to Dan Wulan, nor to Nan Ji, and he had never explained anything to his few disciples.
—It was a bitterness only witnessed by Yu Hongxiu.
The Twenty-One Provinces nearly perished due to the separation and collapse caused by the South Emperor. At that time, Su Bei could have lived a detached life of leisure. Instead, he resolutely shouldered the world once more as it teetered on the brink, unwavering until death.
—Responsibility is easy to talk about, but exceedingly difficult to carry out.
What Su Bei took over from The Way of Sword was responsibility!!
Between the heavens and the earth, the wind had ceased, the thunderous roars were no more, and the sounds of warriors were gone.
Between the heavens and the earth, only overwhelming Sword Qi remained. It was like a mighty river covering the sky and pressing forward. It advanced gradually, then, like a thousand layers of snow, it bore down upon the three men!!
The first half of the blade was slightly slower, like a surging river.
The latter half of the blade suddenly became urgent, like an avalanche.
The wind stopped, the clouds stilled; neither dust nor chaos was visible, and neither were wind nor snow.
In this moment, the only things remaining between heaven and earth were the surging Black Flame and the pure golden Lotus Tidal Sword Qi blossoming across the sky!
The two collided fiercely, and terrifying Spiritual Energy filled every corner within a hundred miles!
A massive hum, as if it could shatter one's eardrums.
—Listen closely, and you will find the world has fallen silent!
Mountains cracked open, and boulders tumbled down, entwining with the wildly bursting vines into a sea of flames, forming boundless red magma on the snow-covered mountain.
The entire world was like purgatory; under this terrifying Spiritual Energy, beneath the Tribulation-Crossing Stage, to come was to die!!
RUMBLE!
RUMBLE!
Countless stones swept across the heavens, covering the sky. On the ground, the sea of fire spread. The very surface of the earth was scoured away by the horrifying Spiritual Energy, with hot waves tumbling over.
At this moment, a terrifying disturbance capable of overturning a Sect erupted within this mountain range!!
Tribulation-Crossing!
Su Bei fought alone against three Tribulation-Crossing Cultivators!
As the dust settled, several figures flew backward, crashing through several peaks before barely coming to a stop!
Fire from the sky scattered in all directions, setting the trees ablaze, and countless birds and beasts fled in panic.