Chapter 102: The Great Battle Begins, the Grand Master Departs!

"Kill!"

Su Yu let out a low roar; instantly, the violent spiritual qi, centered on Su Yu, turned into an extremely terrifying storm, sweeping everything in an instant.

The Soul‑Slaying Blade in his hand, stimulated by the spiritual qi, flickered with a faint purple light.

Su Yu turned into an afterimage and instantly closed in on a Myriad Races expert.

That was a Myriad Races expert resembling an antelope.

It had an antelope's head, but below was a human body.

Su Yu's eyes flickered slightly.

In the Heavenly Pride Battalion's library, Su Yu had seen an introduction to this race.

Sheep Tribe!

Although the Sheep Tribe's attack power is the lowest among the Myriad Races, their speed definitely ranks in the top ten.

Even some Demon Tribe experts of the same realm may not match the Sheep Tribe's speed.

On the Myriad Races battlefield, the Sheep Tribe usually serve as scouts.

And at this moment, outside Hengcheng.

A Sheep Tribe expert at the peak of the Organ Tempering Realm, facing Su Yu's assassination attempt, showed no vigilance on his face—only endless mockery.

"Just a late-stage Organ Tempering Realm cultivator dares to provoke me? You're asking for death!"

The Sheep Tribe expert roared, threw a punch, and the sound of a sonic boom exploded.

Su Yu's expression unchanged, the Soul‑Slaying Blade in his hand silently erupted.

Open Heaven!

The Yin Yang Meaning continuously circled the Soul‑Slaying Blade.

In the next instant, an unparalleled power burst forth from the Soul‑Slaying Blade.

At this moment, in the Sheep Tribe expert's eyes, it seemed as if heaven and earth were about to be split apart.

A trace of fear appeared in the Sheep Tribe expert's eyes.

He panicked.

He hastily tried to retract his fist, not wanting to clash head‑on with Su Yu.

But it was clearly too late.

Thud!

The Soul‑Slaying Blade, at extreme speed, instantly landed on the Sheep Tribe expert's fist.

Accompanied by muffled thuds, it easily sliced through the Sheep Tribe expert's skin and shattered his bone.

The Sheep Tribe expert's pupils contracted sharply, and he let out a hoarse roar.

"Damn it, how could it be a grade‑2 spiritual artifact!"

You should know, a grade‑2 spiritual artifact can even shatter the golden body of a Golden Body expert.

Yet the Sheep Tribe expert before us is merely at the peak of the Organ Tempering Realm, and moreover, he's not skilled in combat.

Faced with such terrifying power, in the span of a single exchange, the Sheep Tribe expert's arm shattered outright.

However, Su Yu hesitated not at all, slightly turned his palm, and directly drew the Soul‑Slaying Blade back.

He swung it down again.

Shatter Heaven!

Third Form of the Open Heaven Blade Technique!

Boom—!!!

Accompanied by endless rumbling, terrifying power surged through Su Yu's entire body into the Soul‑Slaying Blade.

On the blade, a faint light flickered, as if it were about to devour the Sheep Tribe expert outright.

"No!"

The Sheep Tribe expert bellowed in fear.

Yet his voice was directly swallowed by the roar.

In the next instant, the purple light surged, like a purple sun.

With a thunderous boom.

The Sheep Tribe expert vanished in an instant!

A white inner core hovered silently in mid‑air, which Su Yu grasped in his hand.

This inner core is the Sheep Tribe expert's entire cultivation; even if he were slain, the inner core remains intact.

For humanity, the inner cores of Myriad Races experts are undoubtedly a great boon.

If the essence within is absorbed, it can greatly enhance human strength.

This is also why Daxia has dispatched so many experts and troops to garrison the Myriad Races battlefield—one of the reasons.

First, to resist the invasion of the Myriad Races.

As for the other, it's resources!

For humanity, the inner cores left behind when Myriad Races experts fall are the best resources, bar none.

Without hesitation, Su Yu directly placed the inner core of that peak Organ Tempering Realm Sheep Tribe expert into his mouth.

As the inner core dissolved, a violent spiritual force flooded Su Yu's body, gradually strengthening his seventh spiritual qi seed!

Accompanying Su Yu's slaying of a peak Organ Tempering Realm Myriad Races expert,

the battle between the Jiangnan Sheng martial artists and the Myriad Races experts also ignited instantly.

Above the heavenly dome, Wang Long shone like a bright moon, faint silver light glimmering, facing four Star‑Lord Level Grand Master experts all around, utterly unafraid.

Even faintly, there was a trend of suppressing those four Grand Masters.

However, this trend, with the passage of time, also quickly wore off.

Even though Wang Long is a Bright Moon Grand Master, one realm above the Star Ancestor Master, he still appears somewhat strained under the weight of numbers.

Ka Tu gave a sinister smile as he looked at Wang Long, licking his lips.

"I have never eaten the flesh of a Human Race cultivator at the Bright Moon Realm; today I must definitely give it a good taste!"

His eyes were filled with a greedy look.

You should know that for the myriad races to open a Wanzu Tongdao, the cost could even be enough to equal the entire wealth of a small tribe.

Moreover, this is still the lowest‑grade passage.

Like the passage the myriad races have opened this time, it is certainly not the lowest grade; the demon race has paid dearly for this passage.

Naturally, they want to thoroughly ravage the interior of the Human Race.

As for the situation on the myriad‑race battlefield, it is also a very good sign.

Moreover, let alone...

They have slain the heavenly pride of the Human Race.

Above the firmament, a demonic sect's Grand Master exchanged a glance with the Grand Masters of two other sects, immediately changed direction, and charged into the myriad‑race battlefield.

Seeing this, Wang Long's eyes narrowed sharply.

"Get over here, old man!"

Wang Long thrust out a palm, wrapped in violent Spiritual Qi, intending to seize that departing Grand Master expert.

Who would have thought, the other side had already prepared.

The Grand Master experts of the Heavenly God Sect and the Heavenly Immortal Sect let out a cold laugh.

"Old fool, your opponents are us!"

"You'd better worry about yourself instead!"

Having said that, the two directly joined forces with Ka Tu to suppress Wang Long once again.

Wang Long was furious beyond measure; the departure of a single Grand Master could even change the entire situation.

You should know that in Jiangnan Sheng, there are no Grand Masters left.

If Wang Wei were still here, that would be fine to say, but with Wang Wei gone to the myriad‑race battlefield, Jiangnan Sheng now faces this Wanzu Tongdao and is indeed somewhat difficult.

Although Wang Long was anxious in his heart, facing the combined effort of three Grand Masters, he still could not avoid becoming entangled with them.

One part of the battlefield.

The demon race's Grand Master, struck by Wang Long's palm, spat out a mouthful of black blood, his complexion instantly turning pallid.

A flash of ferocity passed.

The demon race's Grand Master gave a gloomy glance at Wang Long above the firmament, then let out a cold snort.

"After all, he is still a Bright Moon Grand Master; recovering from this palm strike will be difficult without half a month!"

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze turning to a certain spot on the battlefield.

And that spot turned out to be Su Yu's position.

He let out a sinister laugh.

"Kid, to kill you we have expended such a great cost; even if you die, you can be proud!"