Chapter 737 - 352: I Have 1 Friend (6k)

You Su understood in his heart, and his expression was no longer so grim.

He no longer evaded blindly but instead used the narrow space to maneuver with Bai Ze.

With each leap and turn, he deftly avoided Bai Ze’s attacks, gradually leading the battlefield toward the neatly arranged Divine Radiance Stones.

Bai Ze seemed to sense You Su’s intentions, roaring furiously as its attacks grew more ferocious. Yet, each claw swipe was forced to be restrained midway due to concern for the Divine Radiance Stones.

Seeing this, You Su felt even more confident. His movements were as light and agile as a spirit fox weaving through ice and snow. Each time he approached Bai Ze, he attempted to leave a mark on it with his Mo Song Sword. Despite having little effect, it steadily wore down the beast’s patience and stamina.

The stalemated battle made the onlookers outside the cave watch with bated breath. Previously, they mostly possessed Condensed Water Realm cultivation, so they didn’t expect much from You Su of the same realm.

However, if they didn’t choose You Su, they might be left with no chance for redemption and die on that snow field. In this sense, You Su was their reluctant but only choice.

Yet, the scene unfolding before them left them gawking in astonishment. They had never seen a cultivator at the Condensed Water Realm wield such power. Watching You Su get knocked against the mountainside by Bai Ze, they couldn’t help but imagine themselves in that situation, fearing that even if they didn’t cough up blood on the spot, they would lose the majority of their mobility.

It wasn’t due to the Beiao Continent cultivators’ physical weakness. In fact, the people and cultivators of Beiao Continent grew up tempered by wind and snow, renowned across the Five Continents for their resilience. This meant their admiration for You Su’s physical strength was genuine.

However, the shock You Su brought them was not just his physical prowess, but also his graceful combat style. The Beiao Continent cultivators revered a rough, primal fighting style, making Swordsmanship popular in Central Yuan and Nanyang Continents but truly a niche path in Beiao Continent. Even if it existed, it manifested like Venerable Huangxue from Beiao Continent, emphasizing grand and sweeping Sword Dao techniques.

"What Swordsmanship is this that Immortal Master You uses? Such flexibility and endless variation! I’ve never seen a sword cultivator bring out the spirit of the sword to this extent!"

"Oh no! Immortal Master You is about to get caught!"

Someone with sharp eyes exclaimed, kicking the leg of the person who had just praised You Su’s nimbleness.

You Su’s figure suddenly froze in the cave, as if suspended in mid-air.

Bai Ze thought there was an opening and lunged forward with its massive body, but at that critical moment, You Su smoothly sidestepped the attack.

At this moment, Profound Qi surged through You Su’s body, and the Sword Intent welled up within his chest. The sword tip gathered a dazzling black light as he unleashed the Don’t Be Afraid Sword Intent that he had honed for a long time!

The sword light was like a dragon, slicing through the darkness of the cave, targeting Bai Ze’s exposed flank.

This strike had been long planned by You Su, and where the sword tip traveled, even the moisture in the air froze into frost.

"How is this nimble? This is downright brutal!"

The person who initially praised You Su’s nimbleness regretted their hasty judgment.

You Su realized during their skirmishes that although Bai Ze appeared unarmored, its defense was extraordinarily strong. The only weak point seemed to be its abdomen, which it continuously avoided exposing.

Bai Ze, severely injured, twisted in agony and let out a deafening roar.

You Su did not halt; he knew the opportunity was rare. Moving like a phantom, he leapt and thrust his sword repeatedly, each strike precisely aimed at Bai Ze’s vital points while skillfully avoiding its counterattacks.

Bai Ze’s offensive gradually turned chaotic. Each claw swipe became increasingly powerless, and several patches of its white fur began to turn red. Even with dragon sinew and tiger bones, it couldn’t withstand true steel forever, and this blindly furious Divine Beast was slowly showing signs of defeat.

Finally, after a fierce exchange, You Su seized the moment. The Mo Song Sword traced a perfect arc in the air, carrying a biting chill as it headed to pierce Bai Ze’s heart.

But at the critical moment, an unexpected figure blocked You Su in front of Bai Ze.

"Stop!"

Hearing this, You Su furrowed his sword-brows, his heart hardening as he continued his thrust!

"Immortal Master, stop!!"

The people outside the cave cried out in alarm because they realized it was not the Divine Beast Bai Ze under You Su’s sword but their own old Clan Leader, Chen Yi!!

The Sword Intent crashed to the ground, causing the entire cave and even the mountain to tremble. The massive mountain shed thick snow, resembling a minor avalanche.

In order to avoid the cascading snow and check on their Clan Leader’s condition, the people had to re-enter the cave.

The torches rekindled the cave’s light, surprising them even more because the bloody scene they imagined of their Clan Leader and Bai Ze being skewered together by You Su had not occurred.

The Clan Leader lay collapsed on the ground, trembling in fear. Bai Ze also shrank back not far away, its once-blood-red eyes appearing dimmer, with visible fear of You Su but more alertness.

And You Su stood in the shadows a little distance away, dust swirling lightly around him. The eerie black sword was deeply embedded in the floor, almost halfway in, clearly indicating the ferocity of You Su’s previous strike.