We Agreed to Brag Together, But You Secretly Dominated the World

Chapter 253: Su Chen’s Appeal

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

In Su Chen’s opinion, this Dashang Empire probably wouldn’t remain glorious for long. Beneath the surface prosperity of Dashang lay an even darker world. Those who colluded with dark creatures generally did not meet good ends. “Thank you all for lending a hand!” Su Chen waved and spoke.

Boom!

The next moment, a terrifying pressure spread out, shaking heaven and earth. Immediately after, the Dasui Emperor stepped forward and slapped out with his palm.

“Young friend, you should have done this long ago!”

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, more and more experts attacked. In an instant, all kinds of divine powers filled the sky as every kind of divine light flickered. This scene was extremely exaggerated. Over a hundred Quasi-Saint Realm experts were attacking together, with even a peak-stage Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouse among them.

Such a grand spectacle could usually only be seen when a superpower was destroyed. But today, it had appeared vividly before everyone’s eyes.

“I didn’t expect to see such a grand scene in my lifetime!”

“Yeah! With over a hundred Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouses attacking together, even a Saint Realm expert were to intervene, he would probably perish here!”

“It’s hard to say. Saint Realm experts are extremely terrifying, their strength isn’t something we Nirvana Realm cultivators can fathom.”

“Yes, the only certainty is that no one at the Quasi-Saint Realm can withstand this strike!”

“Tsk tsk… It has to be Fellow Daoist Su Chen!”

“That’s right! Daoist Su Chen commanded so many experts with a single order. From now on, who will dare oppose Brother Su?”

“Yes! Brother Su is truly incredible!”

“We’re finished…” The Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouse behind Shang Feng was filled with despair. He stood there in a daze. Facing such power, he didn’t even think to resist, clearly knowing he could not withstand the attacks of so many experts.

His strength could hold up against a Quasi-Saint Realm expert for a moment. But now, with well over a hundred Quasi-Saint Realm experts here, what had he done to deserve such treatment?

“Why?” Shang Feng roared internally. He couldn’t believe the scene before his eyes. Why would so many experts obey Su Chen’s orders? Had these many experts really been bought off with just one cultivation method? Even the Dasui Emperor was helping Su Chen…

While people outside might talk about it and say that dying at the hands of so many experts was a fitting end, experiencing this kind of despair was something one couldn’t understand unless one was actually in the situation. Looking around, terrifying divine powers were everywhere, leaving them no way out at all.

It could be said the area within a hundred-mile radius of Shang Feng had become a land of doom. Anyone remaining there would have no chance of survival.

“I am a prince of Dashang, you guys…” Shang Feng took out a spiritual treasure to defend himself, but it didn’t withstand even a single breath before crumbling to dust. Next, he and the Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouse behind him were reduced to ashes without even a scream.

Boom!

Countless divine powers cascaded to the earth like a heavenly river, the ground within a hundred miles instantly shattering as terrifying power swept in all directions. The void began to distort, countless mountains turning to dust drifting in the air. Everyone who witnessed this scene shook with terror.

Puff…

The Spirit Race members spat blood and retreated, disbelief coloring their eyes. Just now, hundreds of Quasi-Saints Realm powerhouses had joined forces. Although not targeting them, due to their close proximity to Shang Feng and the others, they were more or less affected.

“Terrifying!” An elder behind the Spirit Race youth spoke, his eyes filled with lingering fear. Just the aftershocks alone forced them to expend countless trump cards. If the divine powers had targeted them, they would likely now be ashes like Shang Feng.

“Your Highness, this is no place to linger. We should leave immediately!” a Quasi-Saint Realm expert from the Spirit Race spoke.

“Alright!” The Spirit Race youth looked at Su Chen unwillingly. In the end though, he glanced at Qin Hao by Su Chen’s side and shook his head helplessly. He coveted the saint-level cultivation method and divine power Su Chen had just obtained. Moreover, his mission’s target was right before his eyes, so he was extremely reluctant to give up this opportunity.

But the crux was that the power Su Chen wielded was too terrifying. A hundred Quasi-Saints Realm powerhouses obeyed him, so at this moment, not to mention him, even if a force like the Qin family who had produced Great Emperor Realm experts came, they would have to think twice. If he continued opposing Su Chen… then it wouldn’t be as simple as being unable to leave this place. Perhaps… all the Spirit Race members who entered this time would end up staying!

Thinking of this, the Spirit Race youth steeled himself and said, “Let’s go!” As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and flew away without the slightest hesitation. However, the moment they turned around…

Boom!

A blood-red sword pierced through the void, blocking their path. The sword was blood-red, emanating a terrifying, bloody aura. In an instant, the waves within a hundred-mile radius surged once again, endless soil and rocks shooting into the sky.

“The Purple Clouds Holy Land, and the Rosy Clouds Holy Land…” A Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouse from the Spirit Race turned to look at the blood-colored longsword and angrily shouted. The next moment, he stretched out his palm to meet the sword.

Bang!

The sword and palm collided, the Spirit Race elder’s hasty block completely unable to withstand the full force. One of his arms turned to bloody mist beneath the longsword.

In the distance, the spectators who thought matters had settled looked over, curiosity in their eyes. The two factions, the Purple Clouds Holy Land and the Rosy Clouds Holy Land, now stood against the Spirit Race, which was shocking news. The three forces were not weak. If they truly fought, no one dared say who was stronger or weaker.

“If I remember right, the Spirit Race should have stood with Dashang earlier? Now that people from Dashang are dead, it’s their turn.” Someone guessed why the Purple Clouds Holy Land and Rosy Clouds Holy Land had attacked, looking on in surprise.

“The fate of the Spirit Race shouldn’t be too tragic, after all, they have no enmity with Su Chen and were merely speaking on behalf of the Dashang Empire. They shouldn’t be sentenced to death for that!” A Nirvana Realm rogue cultivator murmured. Although not loud, his words clearly entered everyone’s ears.

“That depends on Su Chen’s mood!” Another rogue cultivator spoke again.

“I look forward to it!”

While everyone discussed spiritedly, an elder of extraordinary bearing walked out from the Spirit Race crowd. He was a senior figure of the Spirit Race named Ling Yu. At this moment, his appearance made the members of the Spirit Race relax slightly..