Chapter 1100 - 361: The Ability of the Yingjie Saint Son

Ban Rongchen glanced around.

Indeed.

There were several Martial Artists cleaning up the battlefield nearby. Even Su Qingfeng’s son was milling about not far away.

Ban Rongchen knew of Su Yue.

In the Divine Land, this kid had defeated a peak Fifth-Grade in a head-on fight. And with Divine Soldiers in his possession, he was practically invincible below the Grandmaster level.

If Su Yue managed to kill Xueyang, he would die along with him.

But in this environment, it was obvious he couldn’t make a move. With so many Ninth-Grade experts around, he would die whether he killed Su Yue or not.

Being a Guardian really was the shittiest job in the world.

"You’re overthinking it. Forget a Fourth-Grade Martial Artist, even a peak Fifth-Grade couldn’t touch the hem of my clothes!

"I can predict the movements of a Martial Artist of the same grade a full breath before they make them.

"In a battle between equals, I am invincible. No one is worthy of even touching me, let alone defeating me!"

Xueyang’s face was filled with arrogance.

"Don’t bite your tongue blowing all that hot air. Su Yue is right here. If a Fourth-Grade pins you down and thrashes you, I can’t wait to see how pathetic you’ll look!"

Ban Rongchen sneered.

The Cross-border Boat could teleport Xueyang away in a second. He knew Su Yue couldn’t kill Xueyang, but he just couldn’t stand the arrogant way this bastard carried himself.

"You’re overthinking it. In the Divine Land, no one can touch me!"

Xueyang shook his head, looking troubled.

He was quite curious why Divine Land Martial Artists were so fond of believing in miracles.

...

’Where the hell is he? There isn’t a single clue!’

Su Yue paced back and forth near the target’s location.

He had tried every method he could think of, but he still couldn’t find the Yingjie Saint Son’s whereabouts.

The Theft-Calamity Demonic Tome could only lock onto a general location, an area of a few dozen meters, but it wasn’t precise down to the meter.

This was a problem.

He was invisible to the naked eye, undetectable by scent, and even his Qi Blood couldn’t be sensed.

’Is the World-Penetrating Holy Book really that powerful? Can it snatch away the soul of a peak expert without anyone noticing?’

’It shouldn’t be!’

Su Yue muttered to himself.

He still had more faith in the abilities of Bijie Cave. ’After all, you’re ruthless enough to bring disaster upon your own big brother.’

"Huh... It’s appeared! The aura of the Yangxiang Race!"

Suddenly, Su Yue’s heart skipped a beat.

He whipped his head around.

Speak of the devil.

In a deep hollow just three meters away, a young member of the Yangxiang Race was watching him with a wide smile.

He was actually smiling at him.

’A provocation?’

Sure enough, a book was floating in front of the guy.

Su Yue could see it clearly. On the book’s page was a very abstract drawing—a caricature of Cang Ji, but dozens of times uglier.

’He’s the Yingjie Saint Son.’

"Sir, weren’t you just questioning my abilities?

"This demon is about to attack me. Next, you will witness his helplessness. What was that Wuwen Race idiom again? Ah, yes. Faced with me, he’ll be as pathetic as a monkey trying to scoop the moon from the water!"

The moment Xueyang appeared, he deliberately provoked Su Yue with his eyes.

CRACKLE! A flash of lightning.

The Divine Soldier battle-axe flew into Su Yue’s hand in an instant.

"Friend, I’ll give you my neck. Go on, chop it... Ah—"

SQUELCH!

Xueyang was deliberately toying with Su Yue.

He even stuck his neck out for Su Yue.

Unfortunately for him, when facing Su Yue—his fated nemesis—Xueyang’s ability had vanished, but he himself was completely unaware.

And just like that, Su Yue’s axe cleaved a bloody gash across Xueyang’s shoulder.

And that was only because Xueyang dodged quickly; otherwise, his neck would have been severed.

’An idiot?’

Su Yue lowered his axe, his face a mask of astonishment.

’He actually stuck his head out and let me chop at his neck?’

’Even a tortoise wouldn’t do something so stupid.’

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