122: Chapter 122 Martial Emperor Level Expert?

The night wind howled.

Inside the abandoned industrial zone, weeds grew rampantly, and rusted steel equipment cast mottled shadows under the moonlight.

Su Yu stopped in his tracks.

He did not continue running forward; instead, he turned around, his deep, clear eyes quietly scanning his surroundings.

Empty.

Deadly silent.

Within a radius of ten miles, apart from the sound of the wind, there was no breath of any living person.

He let out a long breath.

Su Yu exhaled a long breath of stale air, his tense shoulders relaxing slightly.

Very good.

There isn't even a ghost of a shadow here.

Things like killing are better left unseen, so as not to cause a pile of unnecessary trouble.

Just as Su Yu let out a sigh of relief.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three terrifying pillars of blood energy, like meteorites crashing to earth, smashed onto the open ground in front of Su Yu!

A violent wave of energy swept through the surroundings, instantly sending the scrap metal and gravel on the ground flying.

The dust and smoke dissipated.

Wang Teng, Wang Daoyuan, and Wang Potian—three generations of the Wang family—surrounded Su Yu in a triangular formation.

Wang Teng was still holding that tracking compass in his hand.

When he saw that Su Yu not only hadn't continued to flee but was standing in place with a calm expression.

Wang Teng was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but sneer.

"Kid, you've got some nerve!"

Wang Teng looked down at Su Yu, his eyes full of mockery and cruelty.

"You realized you were being tracked, and instead of running to a crowded place, you dove into this godforsaken ruin?"

"What?"

"Did you pick out your own graveyard?"

Su Yu looked at the three Wang family members in front of him, who were exuding astonishing killing intent.

His gaze landed on Wang Teng's face.

"I did pick one out."

Su Yu's tone was flat, without the slightest ripple.

"However, it was for you."

As soon as these words were spoken.

The smile on Wang Teng's face froze instantly.

Wang Daoyuan was so angry he laughed.

An ant with blood energy fluctuations only at the Martial Spirit level, daring to spout such wild words while surrounded by a Martial Emperor and a Martial Venerable?

It was absolutely ridiculous!

"You death-seeking thing."

A cold glint flashed in Wang Daoyuan's sinister eyes.

He couldn't even be bothered to look at Su Yu again, turning his head to look at the Wang family ancestor beside him.

"Ancestor, there's no need to explain anything to this bottom-feeding ant."

"I'll do it myself, crush his limbs, and take back the money box."

Wang Potian lowered his eyelids slightly, his cloudy eyes full of indifference.

"Be quick."

"Don't dirty my clothes."

"Yes!"

Wang Daoyuan acknowledged the order.

Boom!

The terrifying blood energy of a Martial Emperor erupted from within his body!

His blood energy value, exceeding one hundred million, transformed into a blood-colored giant hand the size of a small hill, crashing down towards Su Yu's head with the pressure to crush everything!

"Kid, when you reincarnate in your next life, remember to keep your eyes peeled!"

Wang Daoyuan sneered, as if he had already seen the miserable scene of Su Yu being smashed into a pulp of meat.

However.

Facing this Martial Emperor-level strike that would make any Martial King despair.

Su Yu slowly raised his right hand.

Since there was no one around.

Then there was no need to hide anything anymore.

Hum—!

An extremely pure, extremely deathly gray-black wave erupted from Su Yu's body!

Nine million points of Dark Gold Divine Blood boiled without reservation at this moment!

A dark red spear condensed out of thin air in Su Yu's palm.

On the shaft of the spear, a gray-black phantom of a giant dragon coiled and roared!

Soul-Forging Spear Intent!

Formed in an instant!

Shhh!

The giant blood-colored hand, the size of a small hill, was like remnant snow under the scorching sun the moment it touched the edge of the spear tip.

It couldn't even last a second.

It was cut into two halves silently and then completely annihilated in the air!

"What?!"

The sneer on Wang Daoyuan's face froze instantly, his pupils contracting to the extreme.

His Martial Emperor-level strike had actually been broken?!

Wang Potian, standing in the back, also suddenly opened his cloudy eyes!

"Spear Intent?!"

Wang Potian stared fixedly at the dark red spear with the coiling giant dragon in Su Yu's hand, his heart greatly shaken.

"Manifesting from nothingness... Is this Form-Manifesting Spear Intent?!"

Wang Potian recognized the Spear Intent.

But his vision, limited by his era, could not understand what "Soul Casting" was.

He could only rely on appearances, mistaking it for the exceptionally rare "Shape-Shifting" realm in the Great Xia Kingdom!

"No wonder he dared to be so arrogant!"

Wang Potian snorted coldly, the killing intent in his eyes becoming even more intense.

"An eighteen-year-old who has comprehended Form-Manifesting Spear Intent is indeed a genius unprecedented in history!"

"But!"

"Can a mere Form-Manifesting Spear Intent make up for a gap of hundreds of thousands, or even tens of millions, in blood energy?!"

"In the face of absolute power, all techniques are futile!"

"Daoyuan, stop playing around!"

"Use your full strength and suppress him to death!"

Wang Potian shouted sternly.

"Understood!"

Wang Daoyuan broke out in a cold sweat.

He dared not be careless any longer. His blood energy, exceeding one hundred million, boiled completely. A blood-colored long saber condensed in his hand, tearing through the air as he slashed fiercely towards Su Yu's head!

Su Yu watched the slashing blood-colored long saber.

He was not panicked in the slightest.

He casually thrust the spear in his hand forward.

There were no flashy moves.

There was no earth-shattering sound.

Only an extremely restrained, transparent edge flashed and vanished at the tip of the spear!

Puchi!

The blood-colored long saber shattered instantly!

The transparent edge didn't lose momentum, piercing directly through Wang Daoyuan's glabella!

Wang Daoyuan's movements came to an abrupt halt.

He widened his eyes, staring fixedly at Su Yu, his eyes filled with incomprehensible absurdity and fear.

The next second.

Bang!

A dignified Martial Emperor expert, without even having time to let out a scream, had his entire head explode like a watermelon!

The headless corpse fell straight down, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Silence.

Deathly silence.

Inside the abandoned industrial zone, only the whimpering sound of the night wind blowing through rusted iron sheets remained.

The expression on Wang Teng's face froze completely.

He opened his mouth wide, making meaningless "clucking" sounds in his throat, and his legs were shaking violently and uncontrollably.

Instant kill?

His high and mighty Martial Emperor father had just been killed in one move?!

Wang Potian was also dumbfounded.

This old monster of a Martial Venerable, who had lived for nearly two hundred years, felt a chill shoot straight from his tailbone to his crown at this moment!

Killing a Martial Emperor with one spear strike!

Is this something a Martial Spirit could do?!

This is definitely not Form-Manifesting Spear Intent!

This power... this terrifying edge capable of annihilating the soul...

"Who... who exactly are you?!"

Wang Potian's voice trembled, and deep fear finally appeared in his cloudy eyes.

He retreated violently, one billion blood energy rapidly condensing on his skin, transforming into layer upon layer of indestructible protective energy shields!

"Just a passing Martial Spirit."

Su Yu held the long spear and took a step forward.

The Great Perfection level "Thunder Shadow Starlight Step" was activated!

His entire body instantly crossed dozens of meters, appearing directly in front of Wang Potian!

"No!!!"

Wang Potian let out a shrill roar, his one billion blood energy slamming towards Su Yu without reservation!

Su Yu's eyes were cold, and the spear in his hand smashed down fiercely!

Soul-Forging peak! Abyss of Annihilation!

Boom—!!!

The protective energy shield condensed from one billion blood energy was as fragile as a layer of window paper in front of the Soul-Forging Spear Intent!

It shattered instantly!

The long spear, carrying the power to destroy everything, struck heavily against Wang Potian's chest!