Chapter 420: Truly Unable to Win

"Qinghe, cough, cough!"

With one hand, Su Ye snapped the sword that had been run through his body, pulling the broken blade out bit by bit. Accompanied by a few light coughs, fresh blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

Even with the facts laid out before him, he still found it somewhat impossible to believe that his closest junior sister would raise a hand against him.

Ever since his master and senior brother met with disaster, she was the only family he had left, yet now, this only relative was drawing her sword against him.

"Senior Brother, you killed my father and my senior brother just for this position of Sect Leader. To cover your tracks, you even killed Elder Xiao. I am going to avenge them!"

"Avenge? Hahaha!" Suddenly, Su Ye laughed, laughing with a touch of madness; this was the first time anyone had seen Su Ye in such a state.

In the past, he had always been gentle and refined, kind to others, and everyone held him in high regard. But now, he looked exactly like a madman on the verge of exploding.

The rims of Su Ye's eyes were slightly red, and that gaze, like a lone wolf, made people's hearts tremble. It was a feeling as if he had been abandoned by the entire World, as if he were a lonely, helpless person.

And such a person is the most dangerous, and also the most insane.

He had held on for so long just to protect this junior sister from harm; he never expected that these people would still strike at her.

It made sense, after all; wasn't this junior sister his greatest weakness? He should have realized it sooner.

"Kill him! Even the Sect Leader's own daughter, Qinghe, knows that the killer is Su Ye. It is clear that this man, Su Ye, is guilty of heinous crimes!"

"Men, come with me and kill this despicable wretch who murdered his master and brother! Our Zhengyang Sect does not need such a Sect Leader!"

Waving his hand fiercely at the people beside him, Han Mengzhang stared fixedly at Su Ye. Even though Su Ye had been run through the chest by a sword and was already severely wounded.

But the more this was the case, the more dangerous Su Ye was at this moment. The final struggle of a wild beast before it dies can be fatal.

"You don't need a Sect Leader like me? Then do you need a Sect Leader like you, Han Mengzhang, who only knows how to hide behind disciples and send them to their deaths?"

"If the Zhengyang Sect had a Sect Leader like you, it would be destroyed by your hands sooner or later!"

"Han Mengzhang, even if I am to die today, I will definitely drag you down with me!"

He could accept others rebelling against him, and he could accept others using any schemes or tricks against him, but this matter involved his junior sister, which clearly touched Su Ye's reverse scale.

A scorching aura rose from Su Ye's body, and coupled with the expression of rage he displayed, everyone felt a sensation like being scorched by the blazing sun.

This was their Zhengyang Sect's Jingyang Palm; Su Ye was the only one capable of such power. He was a true, heaven-sent genius.

Facing a Su Ye with such might, everyone hesitated. After all, a man who is too fierce is not to be trifled with, and he was still the Sect Leader; there would always be some reservations when attacking.

Su Qinghe had never seen Su Ye in this state before, and she retreated two steps in fear.

"Qinghe, stand behind me, don't let yourself get hurt!" Su Ye said in a low voice to the Su Qinghe behind him, then slowly walked forward.

The people in front of him retreated rapidly; no one dared to truly strike, and even Han Mengzhang could not help but retreat as Su Ye approached.

"Kill! Kill him for me! What are you all standing there for? Kill! Kill!"

"Senior Brother!" Watching Su Ye walk forward step by step, the expression in Su Qinghe's eyes was unclear; she felt as if she had been deceived.

She had never had much of an opinion of her own and was easily misled, but that did not mean she was truly stupid.

To still be protecting his junior sister at this stage—was he really the one who killed her father and senior brother? Could there be some hidden truth in all this?

"Today I only kill Han Mengzhang, everyone else, get out of the way!" He lunged forward, and those who had originally blocked Su Ye's path subconsciously retreated to both sides.

It was truly a case of 'father kind, son filial'; not a single one of these disciples of Han Mengzhang stood in front of their master to protect him, which showed that his level of teaching disciples and his own character were nothing to write home about.

"You bastards! Su Ye, do you really think I'm afraid of you!"

Glaring with hatred at his 'good' disciples, Han Mengzhang gritted his teeth and leapt up, a scorching aura also surging from his body.

【Valley】

Although his Jingyang Palm was not as stunning as Su Ye's, he believed he could hold out for a while.

How long could Su Ye last with such heavy injuries? In his view, it was nothing more than a death struggle. When the time came, he would be the Sect Leader of the Zhengyang Sect.

His thoughts were beautiful, but when the two truly closed in and their palms met, it was like two suns in the sky, scorching the earth and leaving the watching disciples drenched in sweat.

There was no earth-shattering duel, no intense, back-and-forth battle as imagined; the anomaly in the sky flashed and vanished in an instant.

One move. With just a single move, this high-and-mighty Elder Han had lost, lost in a crushing defeat.

Even Han Mengzhang had not expected that Su Ye, who had been run through the chest by a sword, could still possess such combat power.

In his original expectations, even if Su Ye were stronger than him, it should not have been by much.

But in reality, the opponent had finished him off with a single palm. How laughable that he had overestimated his own abilities and tried to covet the position of Sect Leader.

It was Su Qinghe; she was Su Ye's soft spot. Although she had wounded Su Ye and given him an opportunity, she had also provoked Su Ye's rage. And he had happened to walk right into the line of fire.

At this moment, Han Mengzhang felt some regret—regret for being so stubborn and being swayed by others, and regret that his impression of him had remained stuck in the past.

With such an expert holding the fort, the might of their Zhengyang Sect would be incomparable to what it once was.

But it was all too late; once he chose to strike, there was no room to retreat.

The next moment, Han Mengzhang widened his eyes, looking at the opposite side in terror. At this time, Su Ye approached again, and the Jingyang Palm struck his body once more.

Han Mengzhang panicked; the previous palm had already crippled him, and this palm would kill him.

"Su Ye, no, Sect Leader, Sect..."

Without giving him a chance to plead, after this palm, Han Mengzhang was reduced almost to charcoal, leaving all the Zhengyang Sect disciples trembling with fear.

"Han Mengzhang is dead. Who is next?" Sweeping his cold eyes over everyone, when Su Ye's gaze passed over them, everyone hurriedly lowered their heads, terrified of being noticed.

Afterwards, Su Ye turned back and walked step by step toward the direction of Su Qinghe.

"Senior Brother!" Seeing Su Ye walking toward her, Su Qinghe retreated repeatedly in unease; she felt that she was done for this time.

Even an expert like Elder Han was no match for him; how could she possibly win?

However, to Su Qinghe's surprise, Su Ye did not kill her, nor did he hurt her; instead, he held up her hand toward all the disciples.

"Listen, everyone: from today on, Qinghe is the Sect Leader of my Zhengyang Sect."

"Senior Brother, you..."

"Junior Sister, listen to me. I can no longer go on; you must take up this position of Sect Leader. Qinghe, I may fail the world, but I will never fail you!"

Immediately, a Bead appeared in Su Ye's hand, and Su Ye poured his endless power into the Bead. At the same time, the Bead shone brilliantly, enveloping Su Qinghe within it.

He was going to sacrifice his own power to Su Qinghe; the Bead in his hand was like a medium, allowing Su Qinghe to receive his power at the minimum cost.

The moment this thing was brought out, it made the eyes of Shen Yu, who had been observing secretly from the side, light up; this was truly a good item!

The jade pendant seemed to emanate a sense of sorrow and loneliness, piercing through time, and Shen Yu felt as if he saw Mu Zishan holding his beloved and leaving once again.

With his beloved dead, only the world remained in his heart from then on; it is no wonder Mu Zishan turned out this way.

Shen Yu also sensed a different kind of emotion, a lingering feeling as if an invisible hand were manipulating his fate.

Originally, Mu Zishan was devoted solely to the martial Dao with nothing else in mind, yet he happened to fall in love with a woman who had ulterior motives. And in the end, this woman took her own life in front of him as the price to take his.

After his beloved woman died, he severed all ties to love and affection from then on, leaving only a sense of responsibility and great righteousness toward the world in his heart.