577: Crazy Xuan Tianhong!

To be able to comprehend it during the Yang Shi Realm, such talent would have been enough to shock even the ancient times.

The Celestial Pivot Vein Master said coldly, "Nothing is impossible! I am a descendant of the Saint Lord, and my cultivation has reached the Yang Solidification Ninth Level; it should be mine!!!"

Xuan Tianhong's voice was chillingly cold, like a sharp blade in winter: "Only talent like mine is worthy of the Saint Lord Legacy! How could you ever be worthy!!!"

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his fingertips, and several black threads shot out. The threads moved like venomous snakes in mid-air, instantly coiling around the surrounding Cultivators.

Seeing this, the surrounding Cultivators panicked and quickly got up, wanting to escape, but their speed, in Xuan Tianhong's eyes, was simply too slow... Those Cultivators hadn't run far before the threads pierced their foreheads, and their eyes instantly became hollow!

Even the Cultivators of the Four Great Factions could not avoid it; under absolute power, the reputation of their Four Great Factions was completely useless.

Xuan Tianhong actually forcibly Soul Searched in broad daylight!

Because he cultivated the Puppet Origin, he could control the emotions of others in a short time, making it easier for him to Soul Search. Although this method was not comprehensive, it should be sufficient.

After all, he only needed to know whose mind contained the Legacy, not to understand their memories.

The power of the Puppet Origin surged into his body along the threads, and countless memory fragments flashed rapidly through his mind.

The slaughter in the Soulfall Abyss, the mechanisms of the Legacy Hall, the intrigues between Cultivators... but there was still no trace of the Saint Lord Legacy.

"Legacy! Where is the Legacy!!!"

Xuan Tianhong roared, his eyes red, as the black threads continued to spread, sparing even the Disciples of the Six Vein Alliance.

The screams of those being Soul Searched rose and fell. Many Cultivators with insufficient cultivation, due to Xuan Tianhong's violent Soul Search, suffered Divine Soul damage, bleeding from their seven orifices and dying on the spot. The scene was truly unbearable to witness.

But even after the threads retracted, Xuan Tianhong still found nothing.

Xuan Tianhong's eyes instantly turned red!

He could not accept this outcome!

He had led everyone from the Six Vein Alliance to enter the ruins in a desperate gamble, all for that Saint Lord Legacy!

If he didn't obtain the Saint Lord Legacy, it would truly be a net loss.

The violent spiritual Qi on Xuan Tianhong's body suddenly erupted uncontrollably. Everything around him turned to dust in the Qi wave, and some Six Veins Disciples who couldn't dodge in time were directly shattered into blood mist.

Xuan Tianhong's sanity was collapsing, his eyes bloodshot; he was almost unable to distinguish friend from foe!

Saint Lord Legacy... Saint Lord Legacy... His mind was filled with the Saint Lord Legacy, because he knew that as long as he could obtain the Saint Lord Legacy, he would definitely be able to Breakthrough to the Supreme Realm.

At that time, throughout the entire Eastern Region, he would be the only Supreme!!!

Just then, a name suddenly burst into his mind.

Su Lin Yun!!!

That remnant of the Chang Sheng Pulse who should have been annihilated by him, that girl who had repeatedly escaped from his grasp in the ruins!

When the Chang Sheng Pulse was destroyed back then, the person specifically left behind was now nowhere to be seen, and she wasn't even present for the final Legacy distribution.

This strange scene immediately struck Xuan Tianhong's heart, and he gradually calmed down.

Combining this with the fact that the Saint Lord Legacy's guardian had not publicly revealed the final ownership of the Saint Lord Legacy, he suddenly understood something!

Hatred! Overwhelming hatred erupted from his body—hatred directed at Su Lin Yun, and also hatred for why he hadn't completely eradicated the problem back then!

The Saint Lord Legacy was, in all likelihood, with Su Lin Yun!

Because her performance in the trials was excellent, and because she possessed the purest Saint Lord Bloodline!!!

Thinking of this, Xuan Tianhong spread his Divine Sense, wanting to find Su Lin Yun's figure, but Su Lin Yun was currently Cultivating in the Wuji Pavilion, so how could he find her.

But Xuan Tianhong suddenly felt an indescribable sense of oppression, a feeling that made him uncomfortable and uneasy. He looked at the surrounding Six Veins Disciples with bloodshot eyes, and a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth... at the entrance of the ruins.

The moment Xuan Tianhong's figure appeared, almost simultaneously, a muffled groan filled with extreme killing intent came from Lu Hao's side!

Then Su Lin Yun walked out from beside Lu Hao, her plain white dress fluttering in the strong wind, the Chang Sheng flower pattern embroidered on its hem shimmering under the golden light.

Those eyes, once filled with joy and laughter, now held only a frozen chill, and a hatred so intense it was almost tangible!

Looking at Xuan Tianhong, the scene of the Chang Sheng Pulse's destruction flashed rapidly before her eyes once more.

That was the despair of countless relatives and friends dying one by one before her... That was the wailing of over thirty thousand fellow Sect members falling in pools of blood, their dying breaths... That was the Old man's resolute sacrifice of his own life, just so she could get closer to the Saint Lord Legacy!

Now, all of this had transformed into overwhelming hatred. This hatred, like a prairie fire, instantly burned away all of Su Lin Yun's patience!

Now... she had the ability to avenge them!

Su Lin Yun slowly walked to the entrance of the ruins, ignoring the joyful reunions or excited embraces of others. In her eyes, there was only that one figure... "Xuan Tianhong."

Her voice was soft, yet it carried a power that pierced through the noise, clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"Are you looking for me?"

Xuan Tianhong turned his head to look; this voice was somewhat familiar to him.

But when he clearly saw Su Lin Yun's face, Xuan Tianhong first froze, then burst into maniacal laughter, his laughter filled with ecstasy and excitement!

"Hahaha, Su Lin Yun, I was looking for you, and I didn't expect you to appear before me yourself."

"You've hidden for so long, and finally dared to come out! I advise you to hand over the Saint Lord Legacy as soon as possible, and this Sect Master might consider letting you die a quicker death!"

Lu Hao frowned. This person actually spoke of his Disciple in such a way. If Su Lin Yun didn't need to handle it herself, he would have already acted!

In this world, Lu Hao's bottom line was the people around him!

"Hand it over?"

A cold arc formed on Su Lin Yun's lips, like a faint smile, but within that smile lay endless sorrow:

"Hahahahaha, you're right, the Saint Lord Legacy is with me. I obtained it and left the ruins long ago, only you were foolishly waiting inside!"

As she spoke, Su Lin Yun's voice suddenly became shrill!

"Xuan Tianhong!!! You destroyed my Chang Sheng Pulse, killed my family, burned my Sect's grounds—how dare you think I would give you the Saint Lord Legacy!!! Today, I swear I will make you beg for life and be unable to find death!!!"