Chapter 33 Crying Bai Yuege, Begging Brother Changsheng To Help?

"What's going on?"

Su Changsheng frowned, his gaze sweeping over.

According to reason, with the conditions he offered, plus his current power, the Towering Void Sword Sect should not refuse.

That would anger him.

The Saint Ancestor of the Towering Void Sword Sect, could he be so short-sighted?

Although the Transcending Tribulation Lotus is rare, in reality, it is not much stronger than other Eighth Grade holy medicines. Its value is limited, not worth offending this Saint for it, right?

"It's the Lord of the Sword Sect, Ling Jian, who refused your conditions. His attitude was very tough!"

The peak powerhouse of the Everlasting Realm said.

"Ling Jian? I see!"

Su Changsheng relaxed his brow, remembering this person, who had said a few undermining words to him at the wedding banquet.

But at that time, he didn't care, just an envious ant, he didn't even bother to look at him.

But now, thinking about it, if it was this person, it would make sense.

"Towering Void Sword Sect... interesting, it seems that I need to go there in person!"

Su Changsheng said softly.

The Towering Void Sword Sect is indeed very powerful, once approaching the level of the Ancient Clan.

Now it has declined.

But with the foundation of its sect, it is enough to easily contend against a Saint of the Seventh Heaven.

And to annihilate it, even a normal Saint of the Ninth Heaven may not be able to do it!

But does this have anything to do with him?

Since it's blocking the way, then just kick it away!

"Hoo..."

Thinking like this, Su Changsheng stood up, his gaze shifting, not erupting with holy power, but his aura permeated, still making it difficult for the peak powerhouse of the Everlasting Realm to breathe.

Boom!

Without hesitation, Su Changsheng took a step forward, his figure appearing directly above the Northern Wilderness, his vast aura spreading out like a sun.

Just as he was about to head towards the Towering Void Sword Sect... his gaze suddenly froze and looked towards the direction of the White Cloud Dynasty.

"Something's happened?"

Su Yun raised an eyebrow in surprise.

The imperial capital of the White Cloud Dynasty is hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Su Family, which is a vast distance for an ordinary Everlasting Realm cultivator.

Even for an average Saint, it is difficult to sense anything in such a remote distance.

But Su Changsheng is different. His Primordial Spirit is very powerful, surpassing those of the same level. He instantly sensed the aura of a Semi-Saint level battle erupting in the imperial capital.

Something has happened in the White Cloud Dynasty.

"Bai Yuege is my second wife candidate. She can't be in danger!" Su Changsheng muttered to himself. In the next second, he took a step forward and disappeared from the spot.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the same time, in the imperial palace of the White Cloud Dynasty.

This once majestic and magnificent palace, resembling a heavenly palace, has now turned into ruins.

There are limbs and arms everywhere, the ground stained with blood. Many powerful members of the royal family have been killed.

"Ah!"

In the air, the White Cloud Ancestor fought against three mysterious Semi-Saints, burning with the last remnants of his origin power, roaring in anger.

"Are you strong cultivators from the Towering Void Sword Sect? Do you know that my White Cloud Dynasty has already established a marriage alliance with the Everlasting Saint? Aren't you afraid of offending the Everlasting Saint?" The White Cloud Ancestor angrily shouted, his heart filled with immense anger. His white hair flew chaotically, surrounded by terrifying golden light, and a terrifying divine power surged out.

His cloudy eyes were filled with intense and dazzling divine light, as terrifying and blinding as the sun.

But even so, he was still no match for the three Semi-Saints, and was beaten to the point of spitting blood.

Even his body, which was at the level of a Semi-Saint Grade, was on the verge of being shattered.

"Hmph, a mere Semi-Saint ant dares to offend our sect master. He deserves to die a thousand deaths!" One of the Semi-Saints from the Towering Void Sword Sect coldly spoke, his tone indifferent.

"Stop the nonsense, kill him, and then take away that little girl!" Another impatient Semi-Saint said.

Clang!

As the words fell, another Semi-Saint drew his sword, and the might of a Semi-Saint erupted. Brilliant sword light slashed through, severing one of the White Cloud Ancestor's arms, causing blood to gush out.

"Ah!"

The White Cloud Ancestor roared in anger. He wanted to fight desperately, but he was too old and his vitality was insufficient. Faced with three Semi-Saints who were no weaker than him, he was simply no match.

"A useless old fool!"

The first to speak was the Semi-Saint of the Towering Void Sword Sect, his tone indifferent. He stepped on the void, his gaze icy, and a terrifying sword aura erupted from within him.

Then, step by step, he descended as if stepping on a certain trajectory. He took several steps in succession, and with each step, a horrifying sword light slashed out.

A total of nine sword lights, sharp and world-shaking, capable of cutting through the divine moon and splitting the land for thousands of miles. They caused White Cloud Patriarch to cough up blood and covered his body in wounds.

Boom!

In the sky, terrifying auras surged and impacted, shaking the entire imperial capital. Countless cultivators and mortals scattered in fear and panic.

At this moment, in the imperial capital, some took advantage of the chaos to rob and plunder resources, while others indulged in wanton killing and the release of desires.

The once mighty army of the dynasty had already collapsed, with many princes and nobles in defeat, and chaos reigned.

"Grandfather!"

Inside the imperial city, Bai Yuege was protected by a secret treasure and was not harmed by the aftermath of the Great Saint's attack. However, she couldn't escape and could only shed tears, crying out as she watched White Cloud Patriarch being severely injured and coughing up blood.

"Why is it like this... sob... sob..."

Bai Yuege wept bitterly. She was just a little girl and didn't understand why things had turned out this way.

Not long ago, Grandfather was still happy, saying that the Eternal Saint had agreed to the marriage alliance.

Father, Uncle, and a group of elder grandfathers were also excited, saying that the White Cloud Dynasty was about to rise and that they would rely on her in the future. She would have to marry that Eternal Elder in the future!

As a result, before everyone could be happy for long, three mysterious figures broke in and destroyed the returned palace with a single palm strike.

Not only did they severely injure the old ancestor, but they also killed the emperor, the elder grandfather, and others.

The current royal family has already been wiped out by more than half, and the only familiar figure, the old ancestor Bai Yun, is now in great danger and not far from death.

"Wuwuwu... Who can help Yue'er!"

Bai Yuege cried out, her delicate little face covered in tears, pleading in her sobbing voice.

"...Changsheng gege, please save the old ancestor!"

At this moment, she remembered Su Changsheng, that incredibly handsome Saint who was much stronger than the old ancestor. A glimmer of hope suddenly arose, and she shouted loudly.

"How ridiculous!"

"Su Changsheng? Just a Saint, thousands of miles away. Do you really think he's a god who can know about this place?"

"Hmph, don't waste time. This old guy is really troublesome!"

In the sky, the three Semi-Saints of the Sword Sect who were besieging Bai Yun old ancestor heard this and sneered disdainfully.

However, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, they still decided to fight quickly.

Boom!

As he spoke, a Semi-Saint of the Sword Sect swung his sword, and the brilliance of the sword illuminated the world. He displayed a powerful Divine Ability of swordsmanship, intending to kill Patriarch Baiyun in one strike.

"Wuwuwu, Grandpa Patriarch, be careful..."

Seeing this scene, Bai Yuege felt anxious and cried out.

At this moment, a divine light radiated from her body, overflowing with the essence of moonlight, magnificent as if it would transform into a divine moon.

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

At this moment, a large hand reached out and gently stroked her hair, speaking in a relaxed tone.

It was Su Changsheng.

He had rushed here from the Su Family, but unfortunately, he was already too late.

"Chang... Changsheng, big brother..."

Feeling the warmth coming from her forehead, Bai Yuege raised her tearful and enchanting face, staring blankly at Su Changsheng as if she were in a daze.

Was she dreaming?

Su Changsheng, who had no hope, actually appeared in front of her!

Boom!

Su Changsheng looked up, his gaze cold and indifferent as he stared at the three Semi-Saints. A Saint-level killing intent permeated the air, instantly causing the three of them to panic and scream in fear.

"Su Changsheng!"

"How is this possible? Why would you appear here!"

"We are elders of the Towering Void Sword Sect. Please spare us, Saint Changsheng, for the sake of our Patriarch..."

Bang!

Before they could finish speaking, Su Changsheng raised his hand and crushed the three Semi-Saints from a distance.

Like fireworks exploding, blood splattered.

Then, with a wave of his hand, three broken Primordial Spirits appeared in his palm, astonishingly the three Semi-Saints.

"Saint Changsheng!"

Patriarch Baiyun, who had barely survived in the death realm, revealed a look of joy upon seeing this scene.

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