34: Useless Son-in-Law (15)

Nine Spirit Kings.

Nine distinct yet equally terrifying killing intents locked onto Su Yun from all directions.

The entire Yixiantian Canyon had turned into a massive cage of death.

The rain of arrows continued to pour down from the cliffs, and the rebel army within the canyon had formed a strangling formation, constantly compressing the elite guard loyal to Su Yun.

Li Daoran, Zhang Ting, and the other four deputy commanders wore undisguised ferocity on their faces as they blocked every possible retreat, their auras firmly locked onto Su Yun.

This was an inescapable net, a certain death trap.

Yet, Su Yun, at the heart of this desperate situation, showed no despair on his face; instead, he revealed a hint of a cold smile.

He looked at the enemies above and below, his gaze suggesting that all of this was already within his expectations.

"Su Yun, today this 'Yixiantian' will be your burial ground!"

The masked Spirit King leading them let out a sinister laugh, and together with the other eight, they transformed into nine streaks of light, charging in for the kill.

At that very instant, Su Yun raised his hand.

In his hand, he now held a dark cyan Jade Slip.

"Snap."

Without hesitation, he crushed it.

There was no earth-shattering sound, no fluctuation of spiritual power; the Jade Slip shattered like an ordinary stone.

But at the very moment the signal was sent.

Rumble—!

A deafening roar erupted, not from the entrance or exit of the canyon, but from deep within the mountainside in the middle section of Yixiantian!

On the cliffs, the ambushers from the Tianhuo Empire and the assassins from the eight great Families were in the midst of a massacre. The cliff wall beneath their feet suddenly began to tremble violently.

Immediately after, countless cracks spread from within the mountain.

The next second, vast sections of the mountain seemed to be violently struck by a massive force from within, exploding outwards!

Countless tons of giant boulders, carrying destructive power, did not crash down onto Su Yun's army at the bottom of the canyon, but instead, at a tricky angle, swept directly across the ambush positions on the cliffs from above and the side!

"No—!"

"What is this?!"

Screams and cries of alarm were instantly drowned out by the roar of the collapsing mountain.

A large number of ambushers didn't even have time to react before being crushed into pulp by the boulders or swept directly into the abyss.

The entire ambush formation collapsed instantly, and dust and smoke soared into the sky, shrouding the entire canyon.

This was Su Yun's true contingency plan.

Playing along with their scheme, he had created his only chance of survival.

"Go!"

Su Yun gave a low shout and led his elite guard, charging fiercely towards the pre-planned direction where a gap in the defense had appeared due to the landslide.

The nine Spirit Kings who were charging in were also shocked by this sudden change, causing them to pause and temporarily evade the brunt of the landslide.

However, just as Su Yun was about to break out of the encirclement.

From another direction in the canyon, at the end of the dust-filled horizon.

A brand new army quietly appeared.

They wore pitch-black armor, their auras eerie and cold, as mysterious as ghosts.

As soon as this army appeared, their goal was extremely clear.

The weapons in their hands not only struck at the chaotic Tianhuo Empire army but also transformed into a black torrent, rushing straight towards Su Yun.

The leading general also radiated the powerful aura of the Spirit King Realm. He struck out with a palm, and a black palm print tore through the air, carrying an evil power that corroded everything.

The moment he saw that palm print, Su Yun was shaken to his core.

That Cultivation Technique's style, that sinister aura...

His eyes narrowed.

Shenwu Empire!

It was one of the culprits behind the internal chaos in the Shenwu Empire, those rebellious Sect forces!

In an instant, it was as if countless clues in Su Yun's mind connected together.

From when he accepted the commander's seal, to the destruction of the provisions, to the ambush at Yixiantian, and now this Shenwu rebel army that shouldn't have appeared here...

He understood it all.

This was the eight great Families of Tianhuo, uniting with the rebellious Sects of the Shenwu Empire, to set up a cross-border death trap for him!

They not only wanted to kill him, but also wanted to frame him with the charge of "colluding with the Shenwu rebel army," ensuring the Su Family would never be able to rise again!

"What a grand scheme..."

Su Yun's heart turned cold.

"To kill one Su Yun, they actually went so far as to unite the power of two Empires..."

With the addition of the Shenwu rebel army, the number of Spirit King experts on the field increased once again.

The nine Spirit Kings of the Tianhuo Empire, plus one from the Shenwu Empire—a total of ten Spirit Kings—no longer held back, forming an inescapable killing formation that trapped Su Yun firmly in the center.

The masked leader even unleashed the terrifying aura of the sixth level of the Spirit King Realm, far surpassing Su Yun.

All retreat was cut off, and the chance of survival was slim.

A trace of determination flashed in Su Yun's eyes.

The only way to survive was that turbulent, roaring river beside the canyon!

"Pfft!"

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood essence, unleashing a secret technique, and his aura surged instantly.

"If you want to kill me, pay for it with your lives!"

Su Yun exploded with all his might, using all his trump cards, and forcibly charged towards the riverbank while enduring the attacks of several Spirit Kings.

Every clash caused his bones to endure immense pressure.

Every collision caused his internal organs to suffer violent impacts.

The foundation of the eight great Families was fully revealed at this moment; being able to casually mobilize such a number of Spirit King experts was simply something the Su Family could not compare to.

Blood stained his armor red.

But he was getting closer and closer to the riverbank.

Fifty meters, thirty meters, ten meters!

Finally, using his last ounce of strength, Su Yun forced back the two Spirit Kings in front of him with a sword strike, and his figure appeared by the roaring river.

The river wind hit his face, carrying bone-chilling cold and water vapor.

But at this very moment, his old strength was exhausted, and his new strength had yet to arise.

A fatal opening appeared.

"Die!"

The masked expert at the sixth level of the Spirit King Realm seized this moment, and a silent, grey finger beam, condensed with all his killing intent, pierced through the Void Realm and struck directly at Su Yun's heart.

It was too fast.

So fast that Su Yun had no time to dodge.

Just as that lethal strike was about to pierce his heart.

The ancient jade pendant gifted to him by the Eldest Princess Long Xi, which was in Su Yun's bosom, suddenly shattered.

"Roar—!"

A gentle yet resilient Dragon-shaped light shadow shot into the sky, emitting a soul-shaking Dragon roar, and instantly formed a shield, blocking behind Su Yun.

"Bang!"

The grey finger beam collided fiercely with the Dragon-shaped shield.

The shield blocked this lethal blow, but it was also blasted into pieces.

The massive impact caused Su Yun's body to stiffen for an instant.

When experts fight, an instant determines life or death.

The attacks of the other Spirit Kings followed in quick succession.

"Boom!"

A violent shockwave from the attacks, without any flair, slammed fiercely onto his stiffened back.

"Pfft—!"

Su Yun, like a kite with a broken string, sprayed blood from his mouth, and countless bones in his body must have been broken.

His entire body was blasted away by this irresistible force.

His body traced a desperate arc as he fell into the turbulent, roaring river.

The river water churned up a massive whirlpool, instantly swallowing his figure completely, leaving no trace behind.