Chapter 117: But He

"Hand over Su Yu, and the Myriad Tribe will withdraw its troops—what do you think?"

A faint voice of a Divine Race Marquis rang out.

It resonated throughout the heavens and earth.

Even everyone in Hengcheng could hear it.

For a moment, all eyes converged on Su Yu.

Mixed emotions flickered in those gazes.

There was confusion, shock, disgust, and even… worry!

In the corner.

Yang Qi and Xiong Zhan exchanged a glance, each seeing the other's shock.

The Myriad Tribe opened the Myriad Tribe Passage merely because of one person!

Su Yu!

What does this imply?

Either Su Yu possesses something the Myriad Tribe desperately needs, or…

…or it is Su Yu's talent that makes the entire Myriad Tribe wary.

The two fell silent instantly.

Whichever it is, the fact that the Myriad Tribe would specifically open the passage and even cause several Grand Master‑level warriors to fall proves Su Yu's extraordinary nature.

A mere novice of the Golden Body Realm causing the Myriad Tribe to bring down several Grand Master‑level warriors has never happened in all of Daxia.

Moreover, among them was a Bright Moon Realm master, slain by Su Yu.

On the city wall, Wang Long and the two others wore bitter expressions.

"Indeed, the Myriad Tribe opened the passage for Su Yu."

Xiong Heng sighed. If he had doubted Wang Long's earlier words, the direct statement from a Divine Race Marquis‑level Expert now left him no choice but to believe.

His gaze turned complexly toward Su Yu in Hengcheng.

He said, his tone a little sour.

"Why would a golden‑talented one be born in Jiangnan Sheng instead of our Eastern Province?"

Wang Long's mouth twitched as if to retort, but he ultimately remained silent.

Zhao Qing slowly spoke, "I'm just afraid we can't keep him."

A golden‑talented Heavenly Pride is a rare seed for Daxia, but under the current circumstances…

On the Myriad Tribe's side, Marquis‑level Experts have been dispatched.

On the Human Race's side, only Li Hongtian remains.

Although Li Hongtian is the ninth terrifying presence on the Grand Master List, he still cannot match a Marquis‑level Expert.

Recall that Lin Yu, the invincible Grand Master ranked third on the list, fell after slaying a Demon Race Marquis.

Li Hongtian is strong, but not to Lin Yu's level.

Above the firmament, Li Hongtian furrowed his brows.

Before arriving, the Minister hadn't mentioned anything about Su Yu.

Now that's beyond his expectations.

Accompanied by the Divine Race Marquis's voice,

more and more hostile gazes in Hengcheng converged on Su Yu.

"Hand over Su Yu, and we can stop fighting, right?"

A weak voice sounded.

For a moment, many felt a slight tremor in their hearts.

Indeed, if we hand over Su Yu, won't we no longer have to clash with the Myriad Tribe?

Most of those here are still from Jiangnan Sheng.

Jiangnan Sheng lies on the border of Human Race territory and has rarely fought the Myriad Tribe's strongmen; they have grown accustomed to a comfortable life.

Their current arrival is merely forced by circumstances.

Yet the Divine Race Marquis's voice unsettles their hearts.

Who doesn't want to live peacefully?

Who wants to battle the ferocious Myriad Tribe?

A slip could cost one's life.

For a moment, many voices rose.

"How about… we hand over Su Yu?"

"Yes, as long as we hand over Su Yu we can survive; one person's fall saves tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of lives—what else is there to consider?"

"But we can't sacrifice us all just because of him!"

More and more voices rang out.

The Instructors of the Heavenly Pride Battalion around Su Yu and the Heavenly Pride warriors alike wore unpleasant looks.

They must remember they are up against the Myriad Tribe.

At this moment, shouldn't they unite to resist the Myriad Tribe?

Yet such a scoundrel dares to speak those words.

Jiang Shangsenhan's gaze swept over those who spoke up.

He sneered, "Very well, I've memorized your faces. If I, Jiang, happen to survive this battle, none of you will escape my wrath!"

Jiang Shang is still a late‑stage Flying Heaven Realm powerhouse, a man of considerable prestige.

As Jiang Shang spoke, a group of people naturally dared not say anything.

However, in their eyes, there was an added trace of resentment toward Su Yu.

In their view, the instigator of all this was Su Yu.

All the cruelty was brought by Su Yu.

However, they did not think that the Myriad Races and the Human Race have always been mortal enemies; today, it is possible because Su Yu opened the Wanzu Tongdao.

Could it be that tomorrow or the day after, someone among them could open the Wanzu Tongdao?

Near the Wanzu Tongdao, the Divine Race Marquis's ear twitched slightly; as a Marquis, his hearing was naturally extraordinarily strong.

Naturally, he heard the many sounds within Hengcheng.

The corner of his mouth twitched into a slight smile.

Although there were still many sensible people in Hengcheng suppressing those who feared death and loved life.

But a gap, once opened, is hard to heal.

Just as he was about to continue speaking.

A faint voice sounded.

"Old thing, it's really a pity that I didn't rip your mouth back then."

The Divine Race Marquis's face sank, and he abruptly turned toward the direction the voice came from.

All that could be seen was a middle-aged man in blue clothing, who had appeared out of nowhere between heaven and earth.

With the middle-aged man's appearance, a powerful aura emanated from his body.

In an instant, it pressed toward the Wanzu Tongdao.

Some Myriad Races with modest cultivation actually exploded outright under this pressure.

Even some Myriad Races at the Golden Body Realm began to see cracks appear in their golden bodies under this pressure.

Countless Myriad Race powerhouses looked up in horror at the blue-clad middle-aged man above the heavens.

Behind the middle-aged man, Li Hongtian's face lit up with joy.

"Minister!"

On the city wall, Wang Long and the three others' faces shook violently, revealing fervent expressions.

"We greet the Heaven Sword King!"

Within Hengcheng, with the appearance of the blue-clad middle-aged man, a sound of revelry arose.

"The Heaven Sword King has come; we are saved!"

"Heaven Sword King..."

The Divine Race Marquis's face grew gloomy, and a flicker of fear flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"I didn't expect the Heaven Sword King to arrive in person; I don't know how he will consider my opinion. Know this: if the Heaven Sword King leaves, the barrier in the southern region may not hold for long!"

Although somewhat fearful, the Divine Race Marquis seemed to have some trump cards and was not overly wary.

The Heaven Sword King stroked his chin, looking at the Divine Race Marquis with mockery.

"Eh, hand over Su Yu to avoid a war... what a great idea!"

Within Hengcheng, many people's faces changed dramatically.

"No, Heaven Sword King!"

"Yes, Su Yu is the pride of our Human Race; how could we hand him over so lightly!"

Those led by Jiang Shang all spoke up.

They refuted, regardless of whether the Heaven Sword King could hear them.

Even Li Hongtian's expression turned somewhat strange.

In his impression, his own minister was not such a coward.

Sure enough, the Heaven Sword King's face showed a hint of a smile.

"But that Su Yu... is my junior disciple!"