Chapter 391: Suppression
The Profound Yellow Great Hand Seal that Su Yanyang was currently using was a cultivation art created by his predecessors specifically to complement the Profound Yellow Mountain-Suppressing Seal.
Under the crushing grip of the massive hand formed from surging Profound Yellow Qi, Zhang Yu felt his entire body become ten, even a hundred times heavier. Every vulnerable part of his body was subjected to relentless pressure, emitting creaking sounds as they strained under the unbearable weight.
After pinning Zhang Yu with his palm, Su Yanyang sensed the surging Gang Qi erupting from his opponent’s body, steadily eroding his Profound Yellow Qi. He sneered, “With the formation amplifying my power and spiritual energy converging here, you dare challenge my Magic Power?”
Channeling more Magic Power from his Dantian, Su Yanyang unleashed an even more overwhelming torrent of Profound Yellow Qi to crush Zhang Yu.
Ignoring Su Yanyang’s taunts, Zhang Yu stared at the empty warehouse before him and used his Bionic Eye to ask Zhao Tianxing, “Old Zhao, what’s going on? Why is there nothing here?”
Zhao Tianxing: “You’re being affected by the Myriad Ghosts Bewildering Great Formation.”
Zhao Tianxing: “I’m trying to override the formation’s detection and identification functions.”
Zhang Yu saw the light flicker slightly, and suddenly vast quantities of building materials materialized on the previously empty floor.
But soon, the building materials vanished like a mirage, flickering in and out of existence.
Watching this, Zhang Yu understood immediately: the Soul Cultivators within the formation were engaged in fierce combat.
Sensing Zhang Yu’s shifting gaze, Su Yanyang barked through his Bionic Eye at his Formation Spirits: “What’s going on? Haven’t you secured control of the great formation yet?”
Soul Cultivator: “Boss, there are only three of us, and there’s too much to do.”
Soul Cultivator: “Plus, the other side seems to know this great formation even better than you do.”
Soul Cultivator: “Under their commander’s guidance, the opposing Soul Cultivators keep finding flaws we never noticed before.”
Su Yanyang’s brow furrowed. “Could they have paid for guidance from an expert during the break?” he wondered.
“You guys… you actually think you can beat me?” Su Yanyang chuckled. In his eyes, the gap between them was so vast, especially after the previous round, that the opposing side had no chance of turning the tide.
“Victory was secured long ago. The real challenge now is winning with style.”
Su Yanyang knew that the teachers from the Civil Engineering Department, especially Director Lin and True Monarch Sacred Mountain, were watching closely.
Su Yanyang continued to channel his power, gazing coldly at Zhang Yu, who was being suppressed by his Profound Yellow Great Hand Seal. “Surrender,” he said. “Otherwise, I’ll have to leave you half-crippled.”
“You’re not surrendering to me, but to intelligent architecture, financial innovation, and the superior funding and technology behind them. There’s no shame in that.”
“If you stubbornly resist, you’ll not only be eliminated but also incur massive medical expenses… Is that truly the purpose of your desperate struggle?”
Just as Su Yanyang was confident that his words would win over the Neutral and Peace Faction teachers, especially Director Lin and True Monarch Sacred Mountain, another sonic boom echoed through the air.
Su Yanyang glanced over and saw Xiao Qingxuan charging toward them at high speed.
Simultaneously, Su Yanyang sensed a sudden surge of Profound Yellow Qi erupting from Zhang Yu’s body, whom he had just suppressed.
“Hmm?”
“Level 5… Level 7… Level 11?”
Su Yanyang could clearly sense that Zhang Yu’s Profound Yellow Mountain-Suppressing Seal had reached at least Level 11.
“He’s only been a second-year student for three months. He’s could have only been practicing the Profound Yellow Mountain-Suppressing Seal for three months at most. How has he advanced this martial arts technique to such a level?”
Under the counteracting force of Zhang Yu’s Level 11 Profound Yellow Mountain-Suppressing Seal, his formidable physical body temporarily broke free from Su Yanyang’s oppressive aura. A surge of qi erupted, propelling him forward in a fierce charge toward Su Yanyang.
Simultaneously, Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan exchanged messages through their Bionics.
Zhang Yu: “You finally made it.”
Xiao Qingxuan: “Took a slight detour.”
Zhang Yu: “Let’s shatter his Gang Qi together. The Soul Cultivators will create an opening for us.”
Faced with the pincer attack from Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan, Su Yanyang remained unfazed. This wasn’t arrogance or underestimation of his opponents, but rather a clear understanding that his own strength allowed him to suppress both adversaries even in a two-on-one situation.
Profound Yellow Great Hand Seal — Seize!
Su Yanyang clasped his palms together, Magic Power surging from his body and coalescing into eighteen Profound Yellow Great Hand Seals that slammed horizontally toward Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan.
At the same moment, he stomped his foot, unleashing a violent surge of Magic Power that caused the ground to convulse.
Driven by the Minor Threefold Combination, countless barriers erupted from the earth, sealing off every escape route for Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan.
But in the next instant, Su Yanyang’s vision blurred. Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan had seemingly teleported several meters, appearing right before him with their attacks already imminent.
“What?!” Su Yanyang was momentarily stunned, then realized the truth: his opponents had used the Myriad Ghosts Bewildering Great Formation to distort his vision.
“They’re using the formation I set up… against me?!”
Within Su Yanyang’s Bionic Eye, a message from his Soul Cultivator appeared: “Two Soul Cultivators exploited a flaw in the formation to interfere with its detection capabilities, briefly identifying you as an enemy. We immediately corrected the error, patched the vulnerability, and ensured they can no longer disrupt you.”
Zhang Yu: “Thanks, Old Zhao, Mo Tianyi.”
Meanwhile, Zhang Yu thought to himself, “True Monarch Magnetic Pole is truly formidable. She even knew about this vulnerability in the formation that allows one to counter the master controller. What a terrifying opponent.”
He recalled the words she had written on the formation diagram:
True Monarch Magnetic Pole: “With the support of modern Immortal Dao Technology, formations have become more powerful, intelligent, and easier to deploy. However, this has also introduced more vulnerabilities.”
True Monarch Magnetic Pole: “Whether you have diligently studied day after day, continuously accumulated new formation diagrams, mastered the flaws of various formations, and acquired the knowledge necessary to dismantle them, all these factors determining victory were decided long before the actual breach. The breach itself merely reveals the inevitable outcome.”
Meanwhile, Zhao Tianxing thought to himself, “Should I send Zhang Yu a message of encouragement now? Would it distract him? Break his concentration?”
Another Soul Cultivator, Mo Tianyi, representing the Poor People’s Alliance, had previously interacted with Zhang Yu in Songyang City. He was the one who had guided Xiao Qingxuan to this location.
Mo Tianyi mused, “Once I return, I can add this battle to my resume. Having participated in the Battle of the Myriad Laws Heavenly Chosen, I might even be able to stay on the Second Layer! At least I’ll live a few more years…”
In that fleeting moment, thoughts flashed through the minds of everyone present.
But time waits for no one, not even for accelerated thoughts.
As Su Yanyang hastily unleashed his Gang Qi to defend against the attack, Xiao Qingxuan’s Nine Dragons Heavenly Gang Palm had already struck.
Amidst a thunderous roar, as if being repeatedly torn apart by nine giant dragons, Su Yanyang crashed heavily to the ground with a deafening impact.
The earth shattered, sending stone fragments flying as Su Yanyang’s figure appeared in a massive crater.
Although Xiao Qingxuan had seized the opportunity to land a heavy blow, Su Yanyang considered it a minor setback. As long as he weathered this initial assault, he could immediately unleash a fierce counterattack.
Watching Zhang Yu charge forward, ready to strike, Su Yanyang sneered inwardly. “What’s the harm in taking one of your attacks head-on?”
From their previous battles, Su Yanyang had long understood Zhang Yu’s fighting style. While Zhang Yu possessed exceptional resilience and was skilled at redirecting force and manipulating momentum, he lacked significant offensive power.
“There’s no one to help you redirect force now.”
But in the next instant, to Su Yanyang’s astonishment, Zhang Yu summoned the Azure Silk Flying Sword, a gift from Bai Zhenzhen.
This Azure Silk Flying Sword required no Magic Power from Zhang Yu. It automatically absorbed spiritual energy daily, allowing each of its seven Azure Silk strands to unleash a sword strike once per day.
With seven Azure Silk Flying Swords in total, and having used two to break through the Two Realms Separation Great Formation in the first and second halves of the battle, Zhang Yu still had five Azure Silk Flying Swords remaining.
At that moment, Zhang Yu unleashed all five Azure Silk Flying Swords simultaneously, showing no restraint.
After all, Su Yanyang possessed immense power. They had painstakingly orchestrated this opportunity, and Zhang Yu aimed to maximize its impact.
Five sword shadows flashed across the battlefield, instantly carving five deep gashes, each several meters deep, into the earth.
Su Yanyang, trapped at the center of these sword marks, was pinned to the ground. His limbs and torso had long been replaced with Bionics, and now five deep indentations appeared on their metallic surfaces.
Though Zhang Yu had anticipated this outcome, he was still inwardly shocked. “Even five Azure Silk Flying Swords couldn’t pierce his Bionics? The durability of his Bionics is truly extraordinary.”
While these five strikes failed to inflict serious injury, they followed closely after Xiao Qingxuan’s devastating blow, tearing away most of Su Yanyang’s Body-Protecting Qi.
Immediately afterward, Zhang Yu flicked his fingers, activating the Primordial Magnetic Meridian Severing Hand. A series of afterimages flickered in the air as the technique was unleashed.
Su Yanyang was startled to find that his right arm had suddenly gone numb.
Then came his left leg.
“Hah!”
With a furious roar, Su Yanyang, now reduced to a single arm and leg, finally regained his composure. His surging Gang Qi and the churning dust and sand forced Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan back.
He glared at his limbs in disbelief and rage. “What have you done?”
Su Yanyang only noticed the abnormalities in his limbs.
What he failed to perceive was the subtle influence of the Azure Silk Flying Swords on his emotions.
Each of the seven Azure Silk Flying Swords carried a strand of Sword Intent, capable of temporarily erasing one of his opponent’s emotions upon striking.
Having been struck by five swords in quick succession, his mind was now consumed by shock and fury.
Driven by this volatile mix of shock and rage, he channeled his full cultivation power into a ferocious assault on Zhang Yu.
But Xiao Qingxuan intercepted him, conjuring waves of Dragon-Shaped Gang Qi to block his path.
Without the support of his Bionic Limbs, Su Yanyang’s combat prowess had already been severely diminished. The added turmoil of shock and rage left his attacks riddled with openings. After dozens of exchanges amidst swirling Qi waves, he realized, to his horror, that Xiao Qingxuan was completely neutralizing his every move.