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Chapter 728 - 557: The Legendary Predecessor (Please please for monthly tickets)_2

Chapter 728: Chapter 557: The Legendary Predecessor (Please please for monthly tickets)_2

Su Yu continued to roar in rage, soaring into the sky, attacking the Flame Giant Birds. Every attack brought a Flame Giant Bird down, but his strenuous efforts were not enough to save everyone else. In a blink of an eye, seven or eight more people were dead, leaving less than thirty alive.

Just as despair began to envelop everyone, roars echoed from afar. Following closely after, a thunderous crash rang out. A javelin, as fast as lightning, was thrown into the air.

With a whoosh, a Flame Giant Bird flying in the sky was pierced in an instant. Next, a booming voice rang out, "Lightning Javelin—" The javelin that had skewered the Flame Giant Bird turned into a bolt of blue-white lightning the moment it penetrated the body of the bird, bouncing wildly in the air. In a blink, it had affected four other Flame Giant Birds in the vicinity.

Every Flame Giant Bird was devoured by the lightning almost instantly, letting out a shriek as its fiery feathers exploded, its body then plunging towards the ground.

With a single strike of the "Lightning Javelin", five Flame Giant Birds were obliterated, leaving the observers astounded. Su Yu, who had just killed a Flame Giant Bird and returned to the ground, looked in shock towards the direction from which a few figures were flying, approaching rapidly. Soon, several forms soared into the sky, a gigantic blade arc of about ten meters sweeping across. With a crisp sound of slicing, two Flame Giant Birds were cut in half and fell to the ground in four parts, showering the sky with blood.

"These people..." Su Yu widened his eyes. He could clearly sense that the strength of these figures was not much weaker than his own; even his "Sacred Eye" couldn’t capture their information.

He himself, a Third-Level Bronze Warrior, was unable to grasp any information about these people. Undoubtedly, their strength exceeded that of a Third-Level Bronze Warrior.

These sudden intruders, like a hot knife through butter, continued their airborne onslaught. In a blink of an eye, fifty to sixty Flame Giant Birds had been killed. The remaining Flame Giant Birds seemingly knew they were no match and let out unwilling roars, quickly retreating.

The seven people didn’t pursue, they landed in front of the original group. The one who showcased the powerful Lightning Javelin was a middle-aged man with a purple face. Standing with a javelin in his hand, he emanated an indescribable majesty.

Among the fifty to sixty Flame Giant Birds just annihilated, at least a dozen or so were killed by this man alone. The strength he had just exhibited was nearly as awe-inspiring as Su Yu’s.

Su Yu could clearly sense the terrifying power lurking within him. Just as he noticed this man, the middle-aged man holding the javelin also noticed Su Yu. He assessed Su Yu with a glance, his face showing slight confusion. He could see that Su Yu was merely a Third-Level Bronze Warrior, but the strong aura exuding from him was overwhelming, its true depth unclear to even this middle-aged man. In his eyes, Su Yu was like an immeasurably deep pool.

The sudden appearance of these seven people, who had repelled the swarm of Flame Giant Birds, essentially saved their lives. Just as Su Yu was about to speak, Yang Yue from the crowd suddenly cried out excitedly, "You...aren’t you Elder Yangyue?" He stepped forward with an excited look on his face, staring at the middle-aged man holding the javelin, his body trembling. His eyes filled with disbelief.

The middle-aged man holding the Javelin paused, sizing up Yang Yue before him, showing a confused expression on his face. "I am Yangyue, and you are...how do you know me?" he asked.

Yang Yue cried out excitedly, "I am Yang Yue, Elder, I am Yang Yue, do you remember me?" Yang Yue, with his full head of white hair and white beard, looked much older than the middle-aged man holding the Lightning Javelin. Yet at this moment, he addressed the middle-aged man as his elder like a junior, a scene that seemed somewhat peculiar.

Upon hearing the name Yang Yue, the man holding the spear named Yangyue pondered. He seemed to recall something from the past and said, "It seems... decades ago, in the Black Iron World... there indeed was a youngster named Yang Yue... whom I tutored... Huh?"

While he was speaking, Yangyue, the man holding the spear, seemed to have suddenly recollected something. He widened his eyes in astonishment, looking at Yang Yue before him, stuttered: "Are you that Yang Yue? Goodness, you’ve aged so much..." After saying this, he seemed a little dazed and chuckled bitterly, "Speaking of which, I’ve been here for several decades now, I’ve forgotten many things from the past."

At this moment, Yang Yue could confirm that the middle-aged man holding the spear before him was indeed the Yangyue he met several decades ago. The man who had taught him then appeared just as aged as he was now, yet surprisingly, Yangyue seemed to have grown younger over the decades.

However, Yang Yue recalled that Yangyue had already ascended from the "Black Iron World" to the Upper Realm decades ago. How could he possibly meet him here after all these years?

"Senior? As I recall, you left the ’Black Iron World’ over forty years ago. How... How come you’re here now?" Yang Yue was certainly in disbelief. Could it be that Yangyue has been in the Bronze Tower World all these years, from over forty years ago till now?

Upon looking at Yang Yue, who was now in his old age, Yangyue felt a surge of emotion. The youngster whom he had tutored decades ago, had now entered the Bronze World and even made it to its third level.

"In the first level, the Bio-beast World, I spent two years. In the second level, the Hungry Ghost World, it took me four years. In this world, I have been living for nearly forty years. Yang Yue, you are just a First-Level Bronze Warrior. How could you have rushed in here so recklessly? The weakest creature in this world is the Winged Dragon Beast, which possesses the strength of a Three-star Beast General. It could only be slain by a Third-Level Bronze Warrior. This is outrageous, utterly outrageous."

Noticing that Yang Yue was only a First-Level Bronze Warrior, Yangyue couldn’t help but sigh.

Hearing Yangyue’s words, Yang Yue couldn’t help but shiver. He stuttered, "Senior, you... you have been in this world for almost four decades?" Yang Yue could somewhat understand Yangyue’s progress—slowly advancing a few years at a time, given that prodigies like Su Yu who charged through various levels of the Bronze Tower World upon entry were rare. Most people, like Yangyue, would gradually improve their skills until they were capable enough to challenge the guardian that guarded the passage to the next level. Once successful, they would move on to a new world. However, Yang Yue found it incomprehensible that Yangyue said he had spent nearly forty years in this world.

It took only six years in total for the previous two worlds, but it has taken nearly forty years for this world?

Yangyue, holding the spear, wore a serious expression on his face as he slowly admitted: "Yes. After so many years in this world, I have made an estimation that the ’Phoenix Dragon Beast’ guarding the way out of this world possesses at least the strength of a Six-Star Beast General. It’s far beyond what I can currently handle. If I want to leave this world, I must... at the very least... become a Sixth-Order Bronze Warrior. Only then will there be hope."

As he said this, Yangyue clenched the spear in his hand. Of their group of seven, the other six were all Fourth-Order Bronze Warriors. Yangyue, who was stronger, was a Level Five Bronze Warrior. However, there was still a long way to go before he became a Sixth-Order Bronze Warrior.

Upon saying this, Yangyue suddenly smiled broadly and affirmed: "However, I’m in no rush. I have plenty of time. I believe that one day, I will leave this world and truly enter the Upper Realm. Right now, my body can exist for two thousand years without aging. What do a few decades count for? We all have ample time to squander, let’s not risk our lives for temporary haste. Once we are dead, we have nothing left. But as long as we live, there’s always hope." (To be continued. Please visit www.qidian.com for more Chapters! Support the author and support copyrighted reading!)