Chapter 2991 - The Panwu Family’s Bloodline Totem

By the time the curtain fell on the second round, the atmosphere was starkly different.

It wasn’t just Su Yi; everyone sensed that something wasn’t quite right.

Many of the dazzling figures the crowd had thought highly of had been defeated in the second round, while others previously overlooked erupted with shocking strength.

Who wouldn’t have been surprised?

The second round was over. Twenty-two people advanced to the third round. It should have been twenty-three, but one match had ended in a draw. Both competitors were badly injured; thus, both were eliminated from the competition.

The seven Heavenly Sovereigns distributed recovery medicine among the victors once more. An hour later, the third round began.

This time, Su Yi was the first to draw a lot, so he selected a Revolving Destiny Lotus petal at random.

His next opponent proved to be Liu Wutian, the master of the Xuanli Sect’s Divinity Palace.

Heavenly Sovereign Ling’s gaze focused. The other Heavenly Sovereigns had strange looks on their faces, too.

“This match is sure to be a sight to behold. I’m looking forward to it.” Heavenly Sovereign Wen laughed.

As Heavenly Sovereigns, all of them knew that Liu Wutian was Heavenly Sovereign Ling’s hidden ace. There was something decidedly strange about him, and of all of the Heavenly Sovereigns’ representatives, he was the most likely to acquire the Yitian Eternal Throne.

If Liu Wutian won this match, Su Yi would naturally be eliminated, but if Liu Wutian won, it would be an opportunity to get a clearer sense of Su Yi’s abilities!

From the perspective of the other Heavenly Sovereigns, they won either way.

Once everyone had drawn lots, the third round began.

Su Yi had only just returned to his seat when Heavenly Sovereign Ku Xuan transmitted a warning. “You have to be careful this time, little brother. I watched his second match closely, but he obviously wasn’t using his full strength!”

Su Yi inclined his head but said nothing.

Liu Wutian hadn’t used his full strength, but Su Yi hadn’t, either. He’d been capable of fighting a Heavenly Sovereign’s imprints even before breaking into the Immeasurable Realm. Admittedly, he’d lost every time, but he’d still at least been able to put up a fight.

Now that he’d broken through, he could crush Heavenly Sovereigns’ imprints outright. Defeating Heavenly Monarchs didn’t take anywhere near his full strength, either.

Pei Shi and Ling Wenxuan were so far from being a match for him that he wasn’t even interested in sparring. He just ended the battle as quickly as possible, defeating them both in a single hit.

Those who’d shone brilliantly in the second round went on to perform well in the third. Each was more terrifying than the one before.

Lian Yue, Yu Xiu, Bo Yunjun and the others won, one after another. All of their matches shocked the onlookers.

Many of the older-generation experts had previously been seen as viable contenders, but now, they exited the competition one after another. All of them had been outshone.

By now, everyone was finally starting to understand what was going on. The true aces were neither the long-established older-generation experts, nor the famous elites of the younger generation.

Rather, they were people no one had anticipated. The Heavenly Sovereigns had undoubtedly made arrangements prior to the competition!

“Su Yi, we’re up!” Liu Wutian rose, then strode into the arena. All eyes instantly focused on him.

He was tall, thin, and dressed in black, with a golden crown on his head and sunken eyes.

This was the Palace Master of the Xuanli Sect’s Divinity Palace, but no one dared view him the way they had prior to the competition.

“Come on over. I’ve been looking forward to this day for a long time,” said Liu Wutian, an indescribable fervor in his gaze.

The crowd watched as Su Yi leisurely put away his jug of wine, rose from his seat, and ambled over to the arena.

All eyes were instantly upon him and Liu Wutian.

“Everyone, who do you think is most likely to win?” Heavenly Sovereign Changhen asked the other Heavenly Sovereigns.

Their expressions shifted, but none of them answered. It was hard to say!

Liu Wutian was highly unusual, but wasn’t Su Yi quite strange too?

Going purely by cultivation, Su Yi was a whole realm beneath his opponent, but all of them knew that Su Yi was an anomaly; you couldn’t judge him by his cultivation base.

But then, it wasn’t so easy to gauge Liu Wutian’s strength, either.

“Why have you been looking forward to it?” Su Yi asked calmly. “Are you that eager to lose? If so, I can grant your wish!”

Liu Wutian couldn’t help but laugh. He stretched leisurely, and his presence silently transformed.

“I hope you can!” Liu Wutian said slowly and clearly, his expression utterly serious. “Whatever you do, don’t go back on your word!”

Meanwhile, Liu Wutian’s voice transmitted directly into Su Yi’s ears. “Otherwise, you’ll only make me look down on the reincarnation of the Big Boss of Sword Sovereign City!”

Su Yi looked stunned.

Boom!

Liu Wutian attacked explosively. He took a step forward, robes billowing around him, and raised his hand. A majestic divine mountain condensed, only for him to heft it into the air and fling it at Su Yi.

The mountain was condensed out of the power of the Laws. It glowed with misty light and surged with strange, destructive power.

Those watching from outside the arena couldn’t sense anything, but Su Yi’s heart, soul, body, and even his powers of the Grand Dao suffered a terrifying impact!

It was as if the landscape of his heart had been plunged into a vast abyss, as if his soul were boiling in oil and his flesh were being cut into thousands of pieces.

Even his powers of the Grand Dao were fettered!

This strange power targeted every facet of Lu Wutian’s opponents at once. It was utterly terrifying.

It was then that Su Yi finally understood how Liu Wutian had made it to the third round. It wasn’t just that his Heavenly Fate Realm cultivation was terrifying. No, his powers of the Grand Dao were far too sinister!

Unfortunately for him... his attacks had little impact on Su Yi.

When he exerted his will, his soul solidified, his heart cleared, his body was released from its torment, and his powers of the Grand Dao circulated once more. Every effect of Liu Wutian’s attacks was neutralized in an instant.

And when Su Yi stretched out his hand and swung his palm...

Boom!

The mountain descending from on high split into pieces.

“Excellent!” Liu Wutian threw back his head and laughed, then attacked once more.

He crouched, then charged. A windstorm of black power of the Laws surged forth, condensed into a flood of black spears. All of them whooshed forth, boring through the sky.

They blanketed heaven and earth, like incarnations of divine punishment. Every strike was full of strange, destructive power.

The spectating crowd watched in horror from outside the arena. All of them remembered that this was the ability Liu Wutian had used to clinch his victory in the second round!

Su Yi waved his sleeve through the air, and the clanging hum of a sword rang out. Unstoppable sword qi swept forth like a waterfall, rising into the nine heavens and shattering the dense downpour of spears with unstoppable force.

“That's all you got?” Su Yi shook his head slightly.

The crowd was in uproar. Everyone clucked their tongues in amazement.

Even the Heavenly Sovereigns couldn’t help but take another look at Su Yi.

“Relax. You’ll see!” Liu Wutian burst into laughter as a rain of black light enveloped his thin frame. His murderous intent shook the heavens, and when he raised his hand, divine lightning came crashing down.

As if he’d pulled down tribulation lightning!

This strike was obviously even stronger than the last, but Su Yi was starting to lose patience. He’d initially thought this strange fellow might well surprise him. Now, it seemed that he had nothing worth looking at beyond his strange powers of the Grand Dao.

Su Yi promptly took the initiative to attack.

He took a step forward, and terrifying sword intent rose into the air with unstoppable force, slicing the lightning-filled skies to bits.

An earsplitting blast rang out, and Su Yi’s clothes billowed around him as he suddenly charged and swung his fist.

Liu Wutian retreated explosively, swaying on his feet. His defensive Dao Light split and broke, and his expression shifted.

Before he could steady himself, Su Yi was upon him with yet another punch.

Bang!!!

The ritual grounds shook violently as a muffled, thunderous impact rang out.

Liu Wutian had been smacked into the ground, hard. Blood gushed from his forehead, and wounds tore open all over his body.

A current of destructive power coursed throughout the area.

Su Yi didn’t even pause. He descended from on high and kicked.

“Activate!” Liu Wutian’s eyes reddened as he let out a low roar, and a strange totem suddenly rose from his body.

It depicted a two-headed, silver serpent coiled amidst a field of chaos. The myriad Daos clustered around it as if prostrating before a sage.

This was a highly strange totem avatar. As soon as it appeared, mysterious black light swept outward.

Everything went black before the crowd’s eyes, obscuring their six senses. They could no longer see anything at all.

Only the Heavenly Sovereigns and a tiny handful of others weren’t affected. They could see the totem clearly.

The Heavenly Sovereigns’ expressions shifted. That’s the unique bloodline power of the Panwu Family!

The Panwu Family was a progenitor-level faction of the Far Shore of Destiny. They resided in the Panwu Yao Domain, and their foundations ran terrifyingly deep.

Yet now, a power unique to their descendants had appeared on Palace Master Liu Wutian of the Xuanli Sect. Who could possibly have failed to realize the implications?

It took a long time to describe, but it was over in a flash.

When Liu Wutian unleashed the power of his bloodline totem, darkness descended like a curtain of night. A strange, terrifying, sealing power enveloped the arena.

Su Yi’s descending figure froze, still as a mud statue. His descent slowed dramatically.

Liu Wutian seized the opportunity to climb to his feet and stretch out his hands as if holding a blazing sun aloft. That strange totem rose, then hurtled toward Su Yi.

Su Yi snorted coldly and pressed down with his feet.

Boom——!

The vast curtain of black light suddenly split and broke, and the strange totem gave way, as fragile as papier-mache.

“This...” Liu Wutian’s expression froze, and his eyes bulged in their sockets.

But before he could change his approach, Su Yi’s kick descended like a meteorite, slamming him into the ground once more.

Su Yi then planted his foot on his opponent, pinning him ruthlessly in place.

Ripples of destructive power swept outward, starting from Su Yi’s foot. Soon, it had covered the entire battlefield.

Liu Wutian’s body split open, his flesh an indistinct meaty pulp. He couldn’t help but cry out in agony.

This whole sequence of events happened in a flash, so quick it seemed unbelievable.

Only the Heavenly Sovereigns and a select handful of people saw it clearly. All of them were stunned.

Su Yi’s kick was more than just tyrannical. It was downright unreasonable!