708: Chapter 709 Seeing injustice, I drew my sword to help!

Su Hanzhou’s gaze first landed on Xiao Ruobai and the other five who were in a desperate situation below.

With just a single sweep, a faint, extremely fast, and almost imperceptible glimmer flickered deep within Su Hanzhou’s clear eyes.

Such pure Battle Intent, such condensed Chaos Sword Qi, and those Dao Rhymes of Devouring, Talismans, and Dreams...

Intertwining and merging into a seamless whole, they can actually withstand an Immortal Sovereign without collapsing?

Su Hanzhou’s gaze lingered briefly on Mo Yu, and the astonishment in his eyes grew even stronger.

A Qilin Bloodline?! His heart shook as a long-buried name suddenly surfaced—

Myriad Spirits Heavenly Palace!

That ancient power that was once as famous as the Taichu Divine Palace and had countless ties to the Qilin Bloodline...

Could this youth be a survivor of that lineage?

No wonder Daoist Venerable Jimie specifically sent a message, ordering me to ensure his safety at all costs.

This thought flashed through his mind, but his expression remained perfectly calm.

He looked up again, his gaze falling upon Chu Yungui, whose expression had drastically changed, and the mocking curve of his lips deepened.

“Chu Yungui, it’s been a long time. You’re still so ‘courteous to the worthy,’ I see.”

Su Hanzhou’s voice wasn’t loud, but it clearly reached everyone’s ears, carrying a nearly biting sarcasm.

Chu Yungui’s face instantly darkened. Su Hanzhou’s appearance had completely disrupted his plans.

“Su Hanzhou, this is a private matter between my Taixuan Immortal Palace and the Cultivators of this place. It has nothing to do with your Myriad Immortals Sect. What reason do you have for interfering so recklessly?”

“Reason?” Su Hanzhou seemed to have heard something amusing. He chuckled and shook his head.

“I happened to be passing by and saw someone using their power to bully the weak and the many to oppress the few. I simply couldn't stand the sight. What reason do I need to fight injustice wherever it appears?”

His tone was nonchalant, as if he were merely brushing away a fallen leaf.

Hearing this, Xiao Ruobai and the others did not relax; instead, they became even more solemn. Another top-tier power!

And from the looks of it, they didn't get along with the Taixuan Immortal Palace. The situation was becoming increasingly complex and difficult to read.

“Myriad Immortals Sect?” Xiao Ruobai repeated softly, his brow furrowing slightly. This name was completely foreign to him.

Dong Li, perched on his shoulder, had a flash of surprise and suspicion in its red-silver eyes. It used a nearly imperceptible Divine Thought transmission to quickly explain to the group: “I know a bit about the Myriad Immortals Sect.

A few years ago, the Myriad Immortals Sect underwent a major upheaval. Since then, the already powerful sect seems to have gained a new master.

In recent years, they have acted with increasing mystery and low-key behavior, but their development has been incredibly rapid. They are a top-tier power in the Immortal Realm, just like the Taixuan Immortal Palace, with unfathomable foundations!”

Dong Li’s voice carried a hint of awe and longing.

Xiao Ruobai and the others felt their hearts sink further. A top-tier power that developed rapidly after changing masters?

Just how terrifying must its new master be? And what kind of person must this Su Hanzhou be, as its Saint?

Chu Yungui clearly didn't believe Su Hanzhou’s excuse and sneered, “Passing by? Fighting injustice? Su Hanzhou, do you take this Saint for a three-year-old child?

For the sake of a few unknown rustic Cultivators, you would go so far as to oppose my Taixuan Immortal Palace?”

“Rustic Cultivators?” The corner of Su Hanzhou’s mouth curled slightly as his gaze swept over Xiao Ruobai and the others once more, carrying a nearly willful arrogance.

“This Saint was traveling through and happened to see a good show. Right now, I find them quite pleasing to the eye.”

His tone was flat, yet it sounded like he was stating an indisputable fact.

“From this moment on, they are under the protection of my Myriad Immortals Sect. Chu Yungui...”

His tone was as casual as if he were shooing away flies. “Take your people and get out of here. If you dare to move against them again, you will be an enemy of my Myriad Immortals Sect.”

Domineering! Unreasonable!

This was the posture Su Hanzhou displayed at this moment.

No explanation, no reason—simply because they were pleasing to his eye, he would forcibly protect them and drive back the Taixuan Immortal Palace and the two Imperial Dynasties!

Xiao Ruobai and the others were dumbstruck. Such a reason was practically a joke!

And yet, coming from the mouth of this Saint with a terrifying aura and exalted status, it carried an indisputable, brute force.

Chu Yungui’s face turned pale with rage, and the starlight around him fluctuated violently.

“Su Hanzhou! You go too far! You think you can make my Taixuan Immortal Palace back down with just one sentence? Who do you think you are!”

“Is the sword in my hand enough?”

Su Hanzhou’s gaze suddenly turned cold, and a terrifying, star-slaying Sword Intent soared into the sky, instantly churning the clouds above.

It actually suppressed the starlight from the Taixuan Star Map projection manifesting behind Chu Yungui, making it dim significantly!

“Are these two Elders behind me enough?”

Behind him, the middle-aged Cultivator holding the ancient longsword stepped forward. His Peak Immortal Sovereign Sword Intent was released without reservation, like a legendary blade drawn from its sheath, locking onto Elder Kurong.

“Chu Yungui, this Saint has no interest in wasting words with you.”

Su Hanzhou’s voice was decisive, carrying the weight of a final ultimatum.

“Either you take your people and get out now, or my Myriad Immortals Sect will have a match with your Taixuan Immortal Palace right here!

Let’s see if your Star Map projection is superior, or if my Myriad Immortals Sect is better!”

“Saint... Saint Su!”

Xiao Ruobai suddenly spoke, performing a solemn salute toward Su Hanzhou in the sky, his voice clear and firm.

Even if the other party had taken a liking to them, the favor of this rescue was real. However, he was naturally unwilling to involve others for no reason, and even less willing to owe such an inexplicable and massive debt of gratitude.

“We are deeply grateful for the Saint’s righteous intervention! But this matter started because of us. How could we dare to implicate the Saint and the Myriad Immortals Sect, causing you to form a grudge with a behemoth like the Taixuan Immortal Palace?

We appreciate the Saint’s kindness, but please, the Saint does not need to...”

He wanted to say "does not need to take risks for us," wishing to decline this sudden, strange, and willful protection.

“Shut up.” Su Hanzhou didn’t even look at him, cutting him off directly.

“When did it become your place to tell this Saint how to act? If I say you are under the protection of the Myriad Immortals Sect, then you are. Any more chatter and I’ll deal with you all as well.”

“...”

Xiao Ruobai’s words were choked back, and a breath of frustration almost failed to escape his chest; the expression on his face was quite a sight.

Fang Hanyu, Ling Xi, and the others also looked at each other. This Saint Su’s style of doing things was truly so domineering it left one speechless.

But this groundless, nearly brute-force protection somehow gave them a long-lost sense of security.

Even though this protection came so inexplicably and unreasonably.

Su Hanzhou looked back at Chu Yungui, whose face was livid and whose forehead veins were throbbing, having lost his final bit of patience:

“Three breaths. Chu Yungui, give me your answer.”

“One.”

Su Hanzhou’s terrifying Sword Intent began to compress. The Void Realm groaned under the unbearable weight, and fine black cracks began to spread.

“Two.”

The hand of the middle-aged man holding the sword had already gripped the hilt of the ancient longsword. A clear and murderous sword chime rang out, not through the air, but directly within everyone’s minds, shaking their Divine Souls.

Elder Kurong’s Dao laws circulated frantically, manifesting an image of flourishing and withering, the cycle of life and death, behind him. His aura climbed to its Peak as he stood ready for battle.

The atmosphere was frozen to the extreme, like a fully drawn bowstring.

Just as Su Hanzhou’s lips parted, about to utter the decisive “Three”—

The last trace of hesitation in the depths of Chu Yungui’s eyes was replaced by a cold resolve, which then turned into even deeper ruthlessness and calculation.

He did not retreat. Instead, he took half a step forward. The light of the Taixuan Star Map projection behind him exploded, with countless star shadows circulating as a grand, ancient, and terrifying aura filled the air!

“Su Hanzhou! Do you really think you can scare this Saint away with a few words?”

Before his voice finished echoing, Chu Yungui suddenly pointed toward Xiao Ruobai and the others behind Su Hanzhou!

“Starfall!”

He wasn't attacking Su Hanzhou, but rather the people Su Hanzhou claimed to protect!

This finger strike was venomous and precise, condensing a trace of the Star Map projection’s True Power. It was blindingly fast, aiming straight for the center of Xiao Ruobai’s brow!

He wanted to kill Xiao Ruobai’s group directly. If he couldn't have them, then he would destroy them all!

“Incorrigible.”

Su Hanzhou seemed to have anticipated this. A cold light flashed in his eyes. Without any visible movement, he simply flicked his sleeve casually.

“Disperse.”

A streak of Sword Qi shot from his sleeve, arriving first despite starting later, meeting the destructive starlight.

Under everyone’s horrified gazes, that impressively powerful starlight was shattered and crushed the moment it touched the Sword Qi.