Chapter 1000: Chapter 998: Hope All Has Been Well (2 more)
After all, Su Chen had reached the Peak, the number one in Buddha Domain!!!
The number one in Buddha Domain at just twenty-four years old!
The most talented person in the history of Buddha Domain!
How many honors adorned him?
But one day, everything was upended because of the Purple Spirit Sun Rising, and Su Chen himself was left behind by other Martial Cultivators. In such circumstances, it was entirely possible for Su Chen to not be able to accept it and choose to hide away.
Forget what other Martial Cultivators from other powers thought—even among the disciples of the Supre Heavenly Fire Sect, many believed the sa.
Otherwise, why had Su Chen never appeared? Could he have truly died?
If he had truly died, then why had Su Chen’s won—like Nalan Qingcheng, Jun Luoying, Xiao Zhen—not shown any grief, sadness, or sorrow?
Thus, after considering everything, the most likely scenario seed to be that Su Chen was cowering, unwilling to show himself.
“I am speaking with your master; as a disciple, I believe you should stay quiet.” Sheng Yingkun directed a cold glare towards Ji Yueqing, his heart already ablaze with fury.
“Hehe… Senior? As far as I know, Buddha Domain operates under the principle of strength above all, doesn’t it? Sheng Yingkun, perhaps in the past you deserved the title of senior, but now, whether you are still qualified to be my senior, Ji Yueqing, is very, very questionable.” Ji Yueqing’s face revealed a hint of disdain.
Indeed, she had every right to say this, because Sheng Yingkun was no longer her match.
In fact, the gap between them was considerable.
“You…” Sheng Yingkun was furious but forced himself to endure.
“Exactly. Buddha Domain is a realm where strength reigns supre. Lacking the power to match Senior Sister Ji but still parading as a senior? Ridiculous…” The other Purple Divine Mark geniuses standing beside Elderly Hun Qing and Ji Yueqing were unrestrained in their mockery. Forget Ji Yueqing—even they were not within Sheng Yingkun’s league anymore.
Sheng Yingkun’s face had darkened to the point that it appeared as if water might drip from it. He stared at Elderly Hun Qing and the others with a grim intensity, unable to utter a word.
In the Martial Training Field, many disciples of the Supre Heavenly Fire Sect, whether Servant Disciples, Outer Sect Disciples, Inner Sect disciples, or Core or True Disciples, all lowered their heads. Even the Sect Master had to endure humiliation; the Supre Heavenly Fire Sect was evidently beyond salvation.
The Purple Spirit Sun Rising had truly reshuffled the cards.
And in this reshuffling process, the Supre Heavenly Fire Sect had been thoroughly left behind. Now, the Supre Heavenly Fire Sect was reduced to nothing more than the na of a First-Rank Power. In truth, its actual strength lagged far behind the other five First-Rank Powers.
Many disciples had already harbored desires to defect in their hearts, and now, those feelings grew even stronger.
Anyone with any sense could see that the Supre Heavenly Fire Sect was like yesterday’s flower, with no future whatsoever. It was akin to a ship on the verge of sinking—remaining aboard was akin to sinking alongside it. Why not abandon ship?
Within the Martial Training Field, the atmosphere turned strange, oppressive, and icy.
Among the crowd, Yun Xi, Jun Luoying, Xiao Zhen, and Nangong Wu stood silently. Their beauty was unrivaled—a sight that could steal one’s breath away.
The four won, however, remained silent.
They understood too well that the Supre Heavenly Fire Sect had truly reached a mont of crisis, and as Su Chen’s won, they were bound to share in its fate.
“Trust Su Chen. He’ll appear in ti.” Jun Luoying suddenly spoke up. “He has never disappointed us.”
“What’s Su Chen’s current strength?” Xiao Zhen sighed lightly. “I’m just worried that when he does show up…”
“He won’t falter.” Jun Luoying shook her head solemnly. “Perhaps the world believes Su Chen has missed thirteen opportunities during Purple Spirit Sun Rising and that others have caught up and surpassed him. But I am certain that this isn’t true! Su Chen only surpasses others; he has never been surpassed by anyone.”
Hearing Jun Luoying’s words, Xiao Zhen nodded, her anxiety sowhat alleviated.
Yun Xi narrowed her eyes slightly. “Luoying, Zhen’er, Wu’er, if he doesn’t appear today and turn the tide, the Supre Heavenly Fire Sect may face calamity. The spirit within the sect is already in turmoil.”
Yun Xi continued, “I’m just saying, if—if by any chance he doesn’t show up in ti, then the two of you should imdiately co to Cloud Dawn Pavilion. I have ways to ensure your safety.”
Almost simultaneously, Xiao Zhen and Jun Luoying shook their heads.
Both won refused—they were determined to share in the Supre Heavenly Fire Sect’s fate.
The Supre Heavenly Fire Sect had been kind to them.
They were not the type to turn their backs on kindness.
To ride high in tis of fortune yet abandon loyalty in tis of disaster and death? That was not who they were.
If calamity truly descended today, and they escaped to survive, what aning would that have? They would be unable to face Su Chen again.
They believed that Su Chen would also choose to stand with the Supre Heavenly Fire Sect in its mont of peril.
They understood Su Chen’s character well.
Cold and ruthless at tis. Brutal when needed.
Yet, he was also a man of reciprocation—if one did not wrong him, he would not wrong them.
The Supre Heavenly Fire Sect had treated Su Chen well, as it had Xiao Zhen, Jun Luoying, and the others—with kindness, never mistreatnt.
Yun Xi sighed lightly and refrained from saying more. Truthfully, she had already anticipated Jun Luoying and Xiao Zhen’s decision.
Now, all she could do was hope for Su Chen to appear in ti and rescue them from disaster.
At that mont.
“Hahaha… Brother Sheng, long ti no see.” A hearty laugh echoed through the air.
Next, seven or eight Martial Cultivators erged.
They were from the Mysterious Cloud Sect.
Leading them—unsurprisingly—was the Mysterious Cloud Sect’s Sect Master, Zhang Danhe.
Walking alongside Zhang Danhe were Ye Zhihen and four young individuals marked by the Purple Divine Mark.
Zhang Danhe had reached the Heaven Earth Sovereign Realm Fourth Level, a small realm higher than Sheng Yingkun.
Ye Zhihen’s strength was even more astonishing—Half Step Origin Domination Realm.
Among the four marked by the Purple Divine Mark, one man stood out—a pale-faced individual, almost corpse-like, with eyes of a faint green hue. Silent and behind Ye Zhihen, this was Wei Ding.
Wei Ding had also reached the Half Step Origin Domination Realm.
In the Mysterious Cloud Sect, Wei Ding’s status rivaled—if not surpassed—Ye Zhihen’s.
Despite both being of similar realms, Wei Ding’s actual combat power exceeded Ye Zhihen’s.
Moreover, possessing the Purple Divine Mark, Wei Ding’s potential and talent far outstripped Ye Zhihen’s.
Given ti, Ye Zhihen would be left far behind by Wei Ding.
In addition to Zhang Danhe and the formidable young individuals, there was a six- or seven-million-year-old man accompanying them. He was nad Zhu Hong, one of the three thousand Primordial formidable figures. Recently joining the Mysterious Cloud Sect, Zhu Hong now served as its Great Emissary. He was a First Level Origin Domination Realm early-stage expert, known to speak little, cherish combat, and revel in slaughter—a true battle fanatic.
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