Chapter 443: The Sun and Moon Illuminate Mountains and Rivers (Part Two)

Han Xiyue sensed that this guy had changed a lot.
This guy, of course, referred to Su Chen.
From him, there was no trace of the sorrow and guilt of a sect's decline, nor the desolation of a last sect leader.
It was a kind of composure.
A gentle breeze caressed the mountain ridge, a bright moon shone on the great river.
Han Xiyue scoffed inwardly, "Pretentious!"
But saying these things now was pointless.
Because their lives were destined to begin their countdown. The six major sects, working together, were almost upon the Sect Master's Hall. Among them, only Elder Yan was a King Realm cultivator.
But what could a King Realm cultivator do?
Su Chen glanced at Han Xiyue, knowing in his heart that this woman was definitely talking behind his back.
Su Chen was too lazy to argue with her.
At this moment, a rumbling sound came from the continuous mountain peaks.
The six major sects had already joined forces and forced their way into the Mountain and River Sect.
Strong streams of light of different colors could be seen with the naked eye.
Each streak of light represented a powerful figure from another sect.
Almost instantly,
one after another, powerful figures appeared, their eyes filled with disdain.
Even more colossal avatars manifested, standing atop a hundred-foot mountain. Facing this powerful aura, Elder Yan suddenly unleashed a burst of energy, forming a barrier that enveloped everyone.
One of the men, his eyes gleaming with golden light and exuding the aura of a tiger king, said, "Yan Qisha, the Mountain and River Sect is already destroyed. Why don't you join my Tiger Peak Sect?"
"Your cultivation is hard-earned. My Tiger Peak Sect will treat you with the position of elder, which is far better than your death!"
Elder Yan replied, "The current sect leader of my Mountain and River Sect is not dead, so my Mountain and River Sect is not destroyed!"
Another figure in cyan mocked, "Yan Qisha, you don't want a perfectly good path to survival? Do you think you can contend with all of us just because you're a King Realm cultivator?"
There were about ten powerful figures like the golden and cyan figures.
Some sneered, others gleamed with greed.
Su Chen stepped forward, walking ahead of Elder Yan.
"Han Chen, what are you doing?"
Han Xiyue quickly asked.
Su Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his emerald green robes billowing even without wind, a faint smile playing on his lips: "Please call me Sect Master."
The kings above looked at the figure stepping forward, their faces filled with disdain and utter indifference. In their hearts, Su Chen was perhaps already a dead man.
They didn't want to fight a King-level being to the death, but that didn't mean they were afraid.
The King Realm was also called the Profound Realm.
This realm was a distant memory for Su Chen.
"Who said my Mountain and River Sect only has one Profound Realm cultivator?"
"I, the Sect Master, standing here, am I not already at the Profound Realm?"
As his words fell, a powerful surge of energy erupted from Su Chen's body.
Spiritual Soul Level 1...Spiritual Soul Level 2...Spiritual Soul Level 9...
Profound Realm
Profound Realm Level 1...Profound Realm Level 2...
A terrifying tide of primordial energy swept across the sky, engulfing the sun.
The primordial energy within a radius of ten thousand miles moved because of one person.
Han Xiyue gazed at the figure enveloped in the center of the energy storm.
Behind him, a magnificent landscape painting slowly unfolded, seemingly more dazzling than the sun itself.
Han Xiyue could no longer distinguish whether it was the person who was too dazzling, or the magnificent landscape painting behind him that was too dazzling.
She thought of the legends of the Mountain and River Sect.
Legend had it that the Mountain and River Sect's sages cultivated the Mountain and River Scripture, and upon mastering it, could manifest the imagery of mountains and rivers, rival the brilliance of the sun and moon, and contend with divine and holy bodies, securing a place for themselves in the vast world... But wasn't this just a legend?
Wasn't the Mountain and River Sect's sage lineage long ago lost?
Han Xiyue also thought of the day her father passed away, the day he summoned her, the day she saw him for the last time.
She wanted to replace her father as the new Sect Master of the Mountain and River Sect.
But in the end, the token representing the Sect Master of the Mountain and River Sect fell into the hands of her junior brother.
"That token is too heavy; giving it to you isn't a good thing."
Han Xiyue thought to herself, "Father, you're really biased. Our Mountain and River Sect truly possesses a Saint's inheritance, and you gave it to my junior brother."
However, she then looked at that towering figure.
"But Father, if you had chosen not to attempt to break through to the Emperor Realm, perhaps you could have witnessed the Mountain and River Sect's resurgence."
With just one step,
Su Chen's aura had already reached the peak of the King Realm.
If it weren't for insufficient Yuan Qi, he might already be an Emperor-level expert.
Su Chen looked down at the tiny 'ants' below.
A 'King' and a King are ultimately different.
"It must be a Saint's inheritance! The Mountain and River Sect actually possesses a Saint's inheritance!"
The man with the azure Dharma Body shouted joyfully.
The next moment, he was speechless.
His eyes were filled with extreme fear.
At this moment, a hand gripped his throat, and with a casual squeeze, his body shattered, a torrent of blood raining down, drenching the territory of the Mountain and River Sect.
A Mountain and River Sect disciple stared blankly, wide-eyed at this unbelievable scene. Blood splattered into his mouth; he tasted it, and it seemed somewhat sweet?
Su Chen looked at the towering figures of the other beings, pointed, and another figure exploded as well.
Killing a King Realm expert seemed insignificant to Su Chen; his eyes remained unmoved.
Within a few breaths, screams and despair filled the air.
All the forces that had invaded the Mountain and River Sect were completely annihilated; this turn of events caught everyone completely off guard.
Elder Yan suddenly remembered what his sect leader had said in the main hall.
"Could it be... that the sect is truly on its way to prosperity?"
No wonder their sect leader remained so calm throughout. Those elders who betrayed the sect in this crisis must be filled with regret.
Su Chen, seemingly unperturbed, looked at everyone and said, "Clean up the battlefield. I need to go out for a bit."
Elder Yan asked, "Sect Leader, what are you going to do?"
Wasn't the crisis over?
Su Chen replied, "It's only fair. The six major sects have treated my Mountain and River Sect with such 'great courtesy.' If I, the sect leader, don't reciprocate, it would seem that my Mountain and River Sect is lacking in manners."
Reciprocate?
Elder Yan naturally didn't think it was a simple matter of returning the favor. He quickly said, "Sect Leader, all six major sects have Emperor-level experts in their ranks. You mustn't let your guard down..."
Before he could finish speaking, the young man had vanished from the sky.
Leaving only one sentence:
"It's alright."
Previously, Han Xiyue would have mentally muttered, "Pretentious!"
But today, surprisingly, she didn't.
Suddenly, she felt that the figure didn't seem so unpleasant anymore.
Not long after,
a piece of news ignited the cultivation world of the Great Yan Dynasty:
The six major sects, each with a Royal-level expert at their helm,
had vanished completely in a single day.
Even their own Royal-level ancestor was nailed to the mountain gate, his corpse bearing a single sentence:
"Those who offend my Mountain and River Sect, this is their fate."