413: Chapter 414 Fist Shatters Crimson Giant Sword!

A blood-colored robed phantom floated in mid-air. Its facial features were blurred and indistinct, and it held no weapon in its hands.

"Blood of Pure Yang, just right for a sword sacrifice." The phantom's voice was hoarse, sounding like sandpaper rubbing together, echoing throughout the Blood-Colored Wasteland.

Su Yang stood with both hands in his casual pants pockets. His gaze was exceptionally calm, without a single ripple of emotion.

"If you want Su Yang's blood, we'll have to see if this broken sword of yours is sharp enough."

The phantom let out an angry roar and suddenly raised its arms.

Thousands of broken and rusted iron swords on the ground instantly began to vibrate violently.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Countless broken swords rose from the ground and flew into the air. Their blades collided and pieced together, transforming in the blink of an eye into a steel Dragon of swords several hundred meters long.

The sword Dragon opened its bloody maw, composed of sharp blades, and lunged straight at Su Yang with a piercing sword cry. The surrounding air was sliced into countless tiny cracks by the fierce Sword Qi.

Qin Xueji gripped Bai Li's sleeve tightly. Facing the several-hundred-meter-long behemoth, her breathing became very rapid, and her legs felt slightly weak.

Mary flapped her black bat wings and hovered in mid-air. Her tight leather outfit outlined her explosive figure.

"A worm made of a pile of scrap metal, how hideous. It doesn't even have a drop of blood; how disgusting." Mary curled her rosy lips, her face full of disdain.

Chu Ling's ice-blue dress fluttered in the wind. Her fair right hand gripped a faint blue ice sword as she prepared to step forward to meet the enemy.

Su Yang reached out and stopped Chu Ling.

"Stand back. Su Yang will personally dismantle this pile of scrap metal."

Su Yang stomped his right foot heavily on the ground. The hard, dark-red stone slabs instantly shattered, sending gravel flying in all directions.

His body turned into a streak of golden light, soaring into the sky to meet the massive sword Dragon.

His right fist clenched tightly. Brilliant golden Pure Yang True Fire instantly enveloped his fist. The flames were interspersed with purple-blue lightning, emitting a high temperature that could incinerate all things.

"Shatter."

Su Yang slammed a punch fiercely into the head of the sword Dragon.

Boom!

A dull, massive explosion rang out. Before the Pure Yang iron fist, the incredibly hard steel sword Dragon was as fragile as a block of tofu.

Thousands of broken swords instantly disintegrated. The golden flames spread along with the momentum, melting the scrap metal filling the sky directly into glowing red molten iron.

The molten iron poured down like a rainstorm. Falling onto the dark yellow wasteland, it smashed out deep pits and released bursts of white smoke.

Seeing the sword Dragon destroyed, the phantom let out a roar of rage.

Its body turned into a streak of red light and dove directly into the giant blood-red sword at the peak of the Black Sword Mountain.

The blood-red giant sword trembled violently. Dazzling red light dozens of meters long erupted from the surface of the blade.

A powerful Sword Intent, surpassing the Early Stage of the Soul Transformation Stage, swept through the surroundings.

The giant sword rose from the ground. Carrying the power to tear through the Void Realm, it hacked down fiercely from high above.

Its target was aimed straight at the top of Su Yang's head.

Su Yang made no move to dodge. He raised his right hand and reached out to grab the descending giant sword.

Clang!

Sparks flew in all directions.

Su Yang firmly caught the blade of the giant sword with one hand. The sharp edge was only an inch from his palm, yet it could not cut Su Yang's skin in the slightest.

The giant sword vibrated frantically, attempting to break free from Su Yang's palm. Violent blood-evil energy surged down the blade toward Su Yang, trying to devour the blood and Qi of a living person.

"Is this all the strength you have?"

Su Yang formed a fist with his left hand, the gold and purple dual-colored flames dancing wildly.

He slammed a punch heavily against the side of the giant sword's blade.

Crack!

The crisp sound of metal snapping rang out.

The blood-red giant sword, dozens of meters tall, was forcibly broken into two pieces by Su Yang's punch!

The broken tip of the sword fell to the ground, smashing a large area of rock. The half-length of the blade in Su Yang's hand also lost its luster, turning into a piece of scrap metal.

Red light drifted out from the scrap metal, re-condensing into the blood-colored phantom.

The phantom had become very dim, looking as if it might dissipate at any moment.

"Impossible! How can a Mortal Physical Body be even harder than my true form!" the phantom roared in despair.

"Su Yang's Physical Body is something you will never be able to understand in this lifetime."

Su Yang kicked out. A heavy whip-kick slammed fiercely into the phantom's body.

Bang!

The phantom instantly exploded. The Pure Yang True Fire burned it completely clean, leaving not even a trace of a remnant soul.

After the phantom vanished, a blood-red rhombic Crystal Core fell from mid-air. The Crystal Core contained pure Sword Intent and blood-evil energy.

Su Yang reached out and caught the Crystal Core.

He made a grasping motion toward the Void Realm with his right hand, and the asura blood blade appeared in his hand. The blade emitted a heaven-soaring Killing Intent.

Su Yang pressed the blood-colored Crystal Core against the blade.

The asura blood blade let out an excited hum. A powerful suction force was generated on the blade's surface, directly devouring the Crystal Core.

After absorbing the Crystal Core, the color of the asura blood blade became even deeper. A trace of blood-colored Sword Qi flowed along the edge, its power increasing once again.

Su Yang nodded in satisfaction and put away the long blade.

Without the giant sword suppressing it, the Black Sword Mountain began to shake violently.

Rumble.

A huge crack opened up in the middle of the entire sword mountain. A wide stone staircase was revealed, extending deep underground.

Gusts of yin wind blew out of the passage, mixed with a strong smell of metallic rust.

"Let's go. Let's go down and take a look."

Su Yang put his hands in his casual pants pockets and led the way down the stone steps.

Bai Li, Chu Ling, Mary, and Qin Xueji followed closely behind.

The walls on both sides of the passage were all cast from bronze. They were covered in marks from sword and blade strikes.

The further down they went, the more spacious the area became.

They walked for about half an hour.

A massive underground labyrinth appeared ahead.

The labyrinth walls were dozens of meters high, all constructed from thick bronze plates pieced together.

The internal passages of the labyrinth were intricate and complex, with no end in sight.

"A Bronze Labyrinth." Bai Li waved her circular fan, her purple eyes scanning the surroundings. "A Formation has been set up in the labyrinth to disturb Divine Sense. Divine Sense cannot be used to scout the route here. We can only use our eyes to see."

Su Yang stood at the entrance of the labyrinth, his expression indifferent.

"Su Yang never needs a map when he walks."

He walked directly into the labyrinth. The four women followed quickly.

Not long after they entered the labyrinth.

A dense crawling sound came from the bronze walls above their heads.

Rustle, rustle, rustle.

Dozens of Bronze Spiders, the size of calves, crawled down the walls.

The spiders were made entirely of metal. Their eight legs were like sharp spears, and they spat green poisonous silk from their mouths.

"How hideous. Reeking of rust." Mary looked on with total disgust.

The Bronze Spiders spat out poisonous silk one after another, weaving it into a large web that descended toward everyone.

Su Yang didn't waste words. Golden flames ignited on his right hand, and he threw a punch.

A wave of fire swept out. The poisonous silk was instantly incinerated into white smoke.

The golden flames struck the Bronze Spiders. Their hard bronze shells were like wax before the Pure Yang True Fire, instantly melting into molten iron.

In the blink of an eye, the dozens of spiders turned into a floor covered in molten iron.

The group continued forward.

When they reached a crossroad.

The surrounding bronze walls suddenly emitted a dull sound of mechanical gears turning.

Boom!

The walls in front, behind, to the left, and to the right actually began to move rapidly. The four walls, carrying immense force, squeezed toward Su Yang's group of five in the center.

Rows of sharp spikes popped out from the walls.

Qin Xueji's face turned pale with fear, and she gripped Bai Li's arm tightly.

"Boss, the walls are closing in!"

Su Yang stood in place, his gaze cold.

"A few pieces of scrap bronze plates think they can crush Su Yang into a meat paste?"

Su Yang extended both hands to the sides. He directly propped himself against the two pressing bronze walls.

Pure Yang True Qi erupted like a volcano. The muscles in Su Yang's arms instantly bulged.

"Shatter for me!"