Chapter 698 332: Sense of Belonging

Because of this sudden 'intruder,' the originally tense and deadlocked situation was instantly broken.

Everyone immediately sprang into action. After all, their ultimate goal in dealing with the Profound Sky Sect was to obtain the final Sanyuan Purple Gold. Therefore, they would never do something that would benefit someone else.

This was exactly why Ji Xueruo found it strange; this was not the best moment for You Su to make his move.

He had been hiding for so long and should have seized the opportunity to break through when the fight was at its fiercest, not before the conflict erupted.

Appearing abruptly now was tantamount to drawing everyone's attention to himself, becoming the true target of everyone's attack.

However, someone as reserved yet shrewd as You Su would definitely understand this.

Unless... he intended to draw fire away for the Profound Sky Sect!

Ji Xueruo bit her lip lightly, cursed 'impulsive,' and immediately joined the ranks pursuing You Su.

"Quick! Catch him!" someone shouted, their voice filled with intense anger and urgency.

Yet, You Su's figure was like a flash of lightning, swiftly leading at the forefront of the chaotic crowd.

Everyone wanted to catch this sneak thief, which led to the prior superficial harmony and order among the people collapsing.

As they contested and competed, those who were initially leading the charge to approach You Su began fighting among themselves for 'second place.'

A variety of fierce moves exploded towards the leading You Su, yet the crowd was astonished to find that even under such pressure, the black-clad young man's movements remained as agile as a fish in water.

Nanyang Continent's Tong Hui noticed this and a sinister gleam flashed in his eyes. He shouted angrily:

"Get him together first! Don't crowd up!"

At his command, those at the forefront instinctively spread out in an orderly manner, the Profound Qi in their hands continually condensing as swords and blades clanged.

The team of over twenty people surged forward like a ferocious torrent, chasing after You Su's shadow.

The Restriction Technique on Sanyuan Purple Gold was no ordinary thing. After passing the halfway mark, progress grew increasingly difficult.

You Su gritted his teeth and pushed as hard as he could, barely evading these attacks; in truth, he felt the power of this restriction more deeply than anyone else leading the charge.

He could clearly feel that this resistance wasn't coming from any array or external source but was truly emanating from the Sanyuan Purple Gold itself.

The further he advanced, the more his feet felt mired in swamp, and even his breathing stalled, as if that Sanyuan Purple Gold were some sacred relic compelling one to bow down and worship it.

You Su couldn't help but curse inwardly, confused at how a mere pile of rocks could seem so mystically alive.

Suddenly, a long chain lashed towards him!

At the critical moment, You Su managed to dodge just in time. The side of the chain was lined with gleaming blades in the rain, creating an imperceptible tear on his sleeve. Blood seeped out from the cut.

You Su felt a surge of relief; in fact, getting caught up like this here had already exceeded his expectations.

If he wanted to seize the Sanyuan Purple Gold, relying solely on speed to surpass everyone was impossible, so You Su never fantasized about staying ahead of them all.

By then, the pursuers had arrived. The chain was sharply retracted, and You Su executed a light-twisted spin to evade it again.

The wielder of the chain blade was none other than Beiao Continent's Long Chiyu!

Her weapon was even more ruthless than she was, a series of chain blades linked together, resembling a complete dragon's spine.

Even in this brief exchange, You Su could sense the formidable power of the chain blade's owner. He couldn't help but marvel inwardly, though many were mediocre on this island, none who stood here were ordinary.

Other attacks soon followed; a massive golden gong descended from the sky, poised to crush You Su on the spot.

You Su's heart tightened; at his current speed, he could not dodge the gong with his feet alone. So, without hesitation, he leaped aside, pushing off the ground to propel himself like an arrow, narrowly avoiding the deadly blow.

"You scoundrel dare to try such tricks?"

Kui Hanyin's voice rang out cold and harsh, and with a gesture, the golden gong that had smashed the ground rebounded back into his hand.

Endlessly evading under such hindering conditions wasn't an effective strategy. You Su immediately drew the Mo Song Sword to face his opponents. The Mo Song Sword hummed as if sensing its owner's mighty fighting spirit.

Fortunately, the environmental limitations applied to everyone, not just You Su. At this stage, the potency of everyone's moves was somewhat diminished.

You Su swung a series of three strikes; the overlapping sword momentum miraculously withstood the subsequent attacks from two young prodigies.

Tong Hui, unable to close in, noticed his opponent's cultivation was only Condensed Water Lower Realm and was slightly surprised. He focused his gaze, clenched his fist, and said coldly:

"Your Profound Sky Sect is indeed quite treacherous!"

Kui Hanyin, being Demon Race, evidently lacked understanding of Human Race affairs, so he asked, "Is this person from the Profound Sky Sect?"

"That's right. If I'm not mistaken, this person is You Su, the second disciple of the Lotus Sword Venerable," Tong Hui squinted his eyes, which gleamed with insight, "We agreed to a fair contest, and your Profound Sky Sect played tricks like a hidden ploy? We almost fell for it with you."