Chapter 390: Suppression

The Earthen Seal of the Great Hand, currently wielded by Su Yanyang, was a technique created by ancient masters specifically to complement the Earthen Seal of the Mountain Suppressor. Under the grasp of the massive hand formed by surging Earthen Qi, Zhang Yu felt a tenfold, even hundredfold, increase in weight across his entire body. Every vulnerable part of him was subjected to intense pressure, emitting groaning sounds under the strain.

After pressing down on Zhang Yu with his palm, Su Yanyang felt a constant surge of potent Qi erupting from his opponent's body, steadily eroding his own Earthen Qi. He sneered, "I am currently bolstered by the formation, with spiritual energy converging around me. How dare you challenge me in a contest of magical power?" He channeled the magical energy from his Dantian, sending even more powerful waves of Earthen Qi pressing down on Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu, however, paid no attention to Su Yanyang's words. He simply stared at the empty warehouse before him and, through his eye-skull, asked Zhao Tianxing, "Old Zhao, what's going on? Why is there nothing here?" Zhao Tianxing replied, "You've been affected by the Myriad Ghosts Bewitching Formation. I'm trying to control the formation's detection and identification functions."

Zhang Yu then saw the light and shadows flicker slightly, and large quantities of construction materials appeared on the previously empty ground. But just as quickly, these materials vanished like a mirage, becoming visible only intermittently.

Witnessing this, Zhang Yu understood that the soul cultivators within the formation were fiercely battling. Across from him, Su Yanyang sensed the change in Zhang Yu's gaze and, through his eye-skull, reprimanded his formation spirits, "What are you doing? Haven't you taken control of the formation yet?" A soul cultivator replied, "Boss, there are only three of us, and there's too much to do. Also, the opponent seems to understand this formation even better than you do. Their soul cultivators, under their commander's guidance, keep finding flaws we weren't aware of."

Su Yanyang frowned, thinking to himself, "Could it be that they bought guidance from an expert during the break? Do you guys really think you can win against me?" Su Yanyang found it amusing; in his view, the gap between them was immense, especially after the last round, leaving the opponent with no chance of a comeback.

"Victory has long been assured. The key now is how to win with style!" Su Yanyang knew that the teachers from the Civil Engineering Department, especially Director Lin and True Lord Lingyue, were watching.

Su Yanyang continued to exert force, looking at Zhang Yu, who was suppressed by his Earthen Seal of the Great Hand. He coldly stated, "Surrender, or I'll have to cripple you!" He added, "You wouldn't be surrendering to me, but to intelligent architecture, to financial innovation, to greater capital and superior technology. There's no shame in that! If you stubbornly persist, you'll be eliminated and incur a large medical bill. Is that truly your goal in fighting so desperately?" Su Yanyang felt that his words would win over many neutral and peace-loving teachers, especially Director Lin and True Lord Lingyue.

Just then, another whooshing sound pierced the air. Su Yanyang glanced over and saw Xiao Qingxuan rushing towards him at high speed. Simultaneously, Su Yanyang felt a mighty surge of Earthen Qi erupt from Zhang Yu, whom he had just suppressed.

"Hmm? Level 5... Level 7... Level 11?" Su Yanyang clearly perceived that the Earthen Seal of the Mountain Suppressor Zhang Yu was currently wielding had reached at least Level 11.

"He's only a sophomore, and he's been practicing the Earthen Seal of the Mountain Suppressor for at most three months, yet he's pushed this martial art to such a high level!" Under the counter-force of Zhang Yu's Level 11 Earthen Seal of the Mountain Suppressor, his powerful physique temporarily broke free from Su Yanyang's suppression, generating waves of energy as he charged fiercely towards Su Yanyang.

At the same time, Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan instantly communicated through their dharma-skulls. Zhang Yu: "You're finally here." Xiao Qingxuan: "Had to take a slight detour." Zhang Yu: "Let's break his Qi together. The soul cultivators will buy us some time."

Faced with the pincer attack from Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan, Su Yanyang remained unperturbed. This was not due to arrogance or underestimating his opponents, but because he was well aware that his strength was sufficient to suppress them even when fighting two against one.

The Earthen Seal of the Great Hand was deployed. Su Yanyang clasped his hands, and magical energy surged from within him, transforming into eighteen consecutive Earthen Seals of the Great Hand that swept horizontally towards both Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan. Simultaneously, he stomped his foot, and magical energy violently erupted, causing the ground to churn.

Propelled by the Lesser Tri-Unity technique, countless barriers rose from the earth, intending to block every escape route for Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan. But in the next instant, Su Yanyang's vision blurred, and he found Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan seemingly teleported several meters, appearing directly before him, their attacks already imminent.

"What?" Su Yanyang paused, then realized that his opponents had used the Myriad Ghosts Bewitching Formation to distort his vision. "They used the formation I set up... against me!"

Meanwhile, a message from his soul cultivators appeared in Su Yanyang's eye-skull: "Two soul cultivators exploited a loophole in the formation to interfere with its detection function and just identified you as an enemy. However, we instantly corrected it and patched the loophole. They won't be able to interfere with you anymore!"

Zhang Yu: "Thanks, Old Zhao, Mo Tianyi." At the same time, Zhang Yu thought to himself, "This Magnetic Pole True Lord is truly formidable. He even knows loopholes in formations that can counteract the main controller. What a terrifying individual!" He then recalled the content the other party had written in the formation diagram.

Magnetic Pole True Lord: "With the support of modern immortal cultivation technology, formations are more powerful, more intelligent, and easier to set up, but they also bring more loopholes. Whether one consistently studies day after day, continuously accumulates new formation diagrams, constantly masters the loopholes of various formations, and grasps all the knowledge necessary to break them – all these factors determining victory or defeat are established long before the formation is even breached. Breaking the formation merely reveals that predetermined outcome!"

Meanwhile, Zhao Tianxing wondered to himself, "Should I send Zhang Yu a 'Good luck' message? Would it distract him?"

The other soul cultivator, Mo Tianyi, a representative of the Poor Alliance who had previously interacted with Zhang Yu in Songyang City, was the one who had just guided Xiao Qingxuan to this location. Mo Tianyi thought to himself, "After this, I can add this battle to my resume! Having participated in the Battle of Myriad Laws Prodigies, maybe I can stay on the second floor? At least I'll live a few more years!"

In that brief instant, thoughts flashed through everyone's minds at the scene. But time would not slow down with the acceleration of their thoughts.

As Su Yanyang hastily unleashed his protective Qi to block the attack, Xiao Qingxuan's Nine Dragon Heavenly Fiend Palm struck. With a roar, as if repeatedly torn by nine colossal dragons, Su Yanyang was sent crashing heavily to the ground amidst loud impacts.

The ground shattered, and stone fragments flew as Su Yanyang's form appeared in a large crater. Although Xiao Qingxuan had seized the opportunity to deliver a heavy blow, Su Yanyang considered it harmless. As long as he withstood this wave of attacks, he could immediately launch a fierce counterattack.

Looking at Zhang Yu, who had charged forward and was also about to strike, Su Yanyang sneered inwardly, "What if I withstand one of your moves? Your techniques for redirecting force and manipulating momentum are incredibly refined, but they inherently lack powerful destructive force!" After all, from previous battles, Su Yanyang already knew Zhang Yu's combat style, which, while highly resistant to attacks, was not focused on raw damage.

"Now there's no one for you to redirect force from!" But in the next moment, to Su Yanyang's astonishment, Zhang Yu produced the Green Silk Flying Sword, a gift from Bai Zhenzhen. This Green Silk Flying Sword did not require Zhang Yu to use his magical power; it automatically absorbed spiritual energy to recharge each day, with each of its seven green silk threads capable of striking once.

Of the seven Green Silk Flying Swords in total, two had been used in the first and second halves to break through the Two-World Dividing Formation, leaving Zhang Yu with five remaining today. At this very moment, Zhang Yu held nothing back, activating all five Green Silk Flying Swords at once to strike simultaneously.

After all, Su Yanyang was exceptionally strong, and they had painstakingly worked their way to this single opportunity for a strike. Zhang Yu aimed for the maximum possible effect. Five sword shadows flashed consecutively, and five sword marks, several meters deep, suddenly erupted on the ground. Su Yanyang, who was at the center of these marks, was firmly pressed to the ground. His limbs and torso had long been replaced with dharma-skulls, and now five indentations appeared on their surface.

Although Zhang Yu had anticipated this outcome, he was still secretly astonished, "Five Green Silk Flying Swords couldn't pierce his dharma-skull? This guy's dharma-skull is incredibly tough!" While these five consecutive strikes didn't truly injure Su Yanyang, they immediately followed Xiao Qingxuan's heavy blow, tearing away most of Su Yanyang's protective Qi.

Immediately afterward, Zhang Yu pointed his conjoined fingers repeatedly, activating the Primordial Magnetic Severing Meridian Hand, which created a series of afterimages in the air. To Su Yanyang's surprise, his right arm suddenly lost all sensation. Then, his left leg followed.

With a furious roar, Su Yanyang, who could only feel one leg and one arm, finally regained his breath. Surging Qi and churning mud forced Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan back. He looked at his limbs with a mix of shock and doubt, angrily demanding, "What did you do?"

Su Yanyang only noticed the problem with his own limbs. What he failed to notice, however, was the emotional impact the Green Silk Flying Swords had on him. Each of the seven Green Silk Flying Swords contained a sword intent, capable of temporarily erasing one of an opponent's emotions upon striking.

Having been struck by five consecutive swords, his mind was instantly left with only shock and rage. Overwhelmed by surprise and fury, he channeled his full power and launched a fierce assault towards Zhang Yu. However, Xiao Qingxuan, summoning dragon-shaped Qi, blocked his path.

With the support of his dharma-skulls for one leg and one arm lost, Su Yanyang's combat prowess was already significantly reduced. Furthermore, being overcome by shock and fury left his moves full of openings. In an instant, under dozens of clashing blows, amidst surging waves of Qi, he realized that he had been completely stalled by Xiao Qingxuan.