Chapter 1687

"Su Yi!"

Han Wulong and Gu Yue followed Duanmu Xiaoman’s gaze and saw Su Yi lying unconscious in a pool of blood, both of them shocked and pale.

"Su Yi!"

With a swift step, Han Wulong’s body emanated golden light as he rushed into the pit, instantly a strong malevolent energy rushed into Han Wulong’s soul, generating an endless aura of golden light around him.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the strong smell of blood disappeared, Han Wulong raised his eyebrows, and placed his hand on Su Yi’s forehead, his expression turning darker.

Gu Yue also felt the danger and horror of this place, a lingering sense of age and evil in the air, waiting any longer could harm the mind at any moment.

"Sect Leader Han, how is young Su doing?"

Han Wulong lifted Su Yi onto his shoulder, saying, "The situation is not good, we need to treat him quickly. His veins are shattered, his bones and flesh are just minor injuries, but the damage to his energy, blood, and soul is severe. Without magical medicine, this boy might not make it! We can’t waste a moment!"

Hearing this, Gu Yue’s pupils shrank, a hint of panic showing on his weathered face.

"Han Wulong, take Su Yi to my place in the back mountain. I will handle his injuries!"

Gu Yue nodded heavily at Duanmu Xiaoman, while Han Wulong, who was anxious behind them, spoke up immediately.

"The Sky Wind Ranked Battle is approaching, this boy’s identity is not ordinary, he is closely related to me. My Wuliang School has many skilled doctors who can cure Su Yi! I hope Zongzhu Duanmu can agree!"

Taking a step forward, Gu Yue said. No! Sect Leader Han! Su Yi was injured because of my Yutian Palace, he should be treated by us at Yutian Palace! Otherwise, how will others see Yutian Palace?

Duanmu Xiaoman, standing on the edge of a ravine, tried to stay calm but a powerful spirit pressure surrounded her, and she made a cold snort.

She whispered, "Han Wulong, if your Wuliang School tries to take people from my Yutian Palace, go ahead and try! If I don’t see Su Yi in the temple, you and your school will pay!"

An intense killing intent, like a hurricane, pressed down on Han Wulong, who immediately shook with brilliance.

Just as she finished speaking, Duanmu Xiaoman asked Gu Yue, "Gu Yue, do you have the Cracked Sky Jade with you? Time is running short, follow me quickly back to the mountain behind!"

Gu Yue solemnly handed over a small Cracked Sky Jade from his bosom, turned and walked towards Han Wulong, shaking his head to signal him not to say more, and said in a low, solemn voice.

"Sect Leader Han, please forgive me. There are many things to wait for Su Yi to wake up and give Yutian Palace an answer. You are anxious, I am also anxious. Su Yi is no longer just a Heavenly Grade Soul Tamer to Yutian Palace, I believe when he wakes up, he wants to be in Yutian Palace, not at Wuliang School!"

Han Wulong’s tall and imposing body slightly stiffened as he looked at Su Yi leaning on his shoulder, realizing how serious his injuries were, he clenched his teeth and said.

"Palace Master Duanmu, there are urgent matters at Wuliang School. When Su Yi wakes up, I must be the first to see him!"

"…"

Duanmu Xiaoman looked coldly at Han Wulong, ignored him, and glanced at Su Yi as if by accident.

The Cracked Sky Jade in her hand hummed loudly, mysterious runes swirling endlessly, instantly gathering energy from the sky.

In the moment of the sudden strong wind, with Duanmu Xiaoman at the center, blood dispersed and snowflakes melted.

Thunder roared above the void instantly, creating a spatial crack that only allowed one person to pass through.

Duanmu Xiaoman was nimble as ice and snow, a light blue arc flashed in the air, her graceful figure disappearing.

"Let’s go too!"

Both shook their heads, Han Wulong was anxious, not willing to answer Gu Yue’s questions. Gu Yue was unsure what was bothering Han Wulong.

After the earthquake, behind the mountain, the Temple of the Divine Vulture made of White Jade.

Han Wulong had already returned to Lingyue Peak, while Gu Yue supported Su Yi, following Duanmu Xiaoman into the Yutian Divine Temple. Inside the temple, a profound ancient aura surged endlessly.

The palace, though not big and simply decorated, had a cold and desolate style like its owner Duanmu Xiaoman.

There was no emotion, only endless tranquility.

Duanmu Xiaoman walked ahead with Gu Yue following behind, speaking coldly, "Take Su Yi directly to the Celestial Energy Veins and help him recover quickly!"

"Celestial Energy Veins?"

Gu Yue set Su Yi aside, approached, and asked, "Palace Master, only past Palace Masters can enter the Energy Veins! What about Su Yi?"

Duanmu Xiaoman’s voice weakened, she moved slightly and said. Bring Luo Wuya and Long Poshan to assist me…

"*Sound of impact*"

Duanmu Xiaoman’s lips bled and her delicate figure fell to the ground gracefully.

"Palace Master!"

Gu Yue was shocked and quickly helped Duanmu Xiaoman up, asking, "Palace Master, what happened?"

Duanmu Xiaoman had fainted, murmuring, "Save Su Yi first… save Su Yi first."

Gu Yue, supporting Duanmu Xiaoman, looked complexed. Duanmu Xiaoman’s injuries were severe too. Her face, which had just pretended to be healthy, was now pale. Her energy and soul were almost depleted, and Gu Yue glanced at Su Yi.

"What happened to them!" A hint of surprise flashed in his pale eyes.

On Lingyue Peak, after Han Wulong came back, everyone kept asking about Su Yi’s situation. Han Wulong briefly explained, signaling not to worry, and then set off towards Zhongzhen Mountain every other hour.

When they went there again, two Princely Elders were already guarding the back peak and nobody was allowed to enter. Han Wulong, who returned in embarrassment, felt more uneasy. The Princely Elders personally guarded the place, which made him wonder even more. It was just a matter of time before the Supreme Elder emerged.

The entire Yutian Palace stayed up all night.

The Yutian River, including Gongque Lake, all the palaces and houses were brightly lit. The Faculty Elders, Princely Elders, and all the disciples of the Yutian Palace were busy.

The large number of injured disciples were a loss for the Yutian Palace. Countless elixirs were taken out of the Sky Pill Room, and many elders worked tirelessly throughout the night to heal their disciples.

The only thing everyone cared about was Su Yi and Duanmu Xiaoman. Rumor had it that Duanmu Xiaoman went straight to Yutian Divine Temple as soon as she returned to the palace, while Su Yi was taken to the back mountain by Gu Yue.

Many people were guessing what kind of relationship Su Yi and Duanmu Xiaoman had, and what exactly happened between them at the bottom of the lake.

But one thing was certain, Su Yi had fulfilled his wager. Not only did he successfully dive to a depth of twenty thousand meters, but he also emerged alive.

As for Su Yi’s boasting about the "four firsts," everyone was looking forward to the upcoming commendation ceremony of the Yutian Soul Race.

Late at night, the moon hung in the sky, and countless stars shimmered like intersecting chessboards.

Luo Wuya and Long Poshan were busy, and many elders received notices that the Yutian Soul Race would proceed as scheduled the next day, even in the late hours of the night.

At Lingyue Peak, everyone suddenly rejoiced, and even Han Wulong finally breathed a sigh of relief, indicating that Su Yi should be safe and sound.

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