Tribulation of Myriad Races-Chapter 1291: Ancient History (3)

Suddenly, the young man said, "Let's stop here. This is ancient history. I can only say that humanity is indeed blessed by the heavens for surviving until now."

He had been repeating this point again and again. After thinking about it, Su Yu nodded in agreement. True. After so many defeats, and after the extinction of so many races, humanity still persisted. It must not have been easy. In fact, the same could be said about the other ancient races. Just surviving for so long was in itself an impressive achievement.

The young man moved on from the topic with a question, "Are you sure you want to be the mayor of this city?"

After a slight hesitation, Su Yu nodded, "Yes. I wish to be the mayor of this city."

The young man smiled, "You don't have to rush your decision. Before making you the mayor, I need to explain some things to you. This city is known as the Grand Dream City. It has existed since the ancient past. It is also the first of the thirty-six cities. Without this city, the other thirty-five cities would not come to be. The death spirit race is a very peculiar race. Its realm is seemingly as old as time itself."

The young man explained slowly, "The history of the death spirits is as long as the history of humanity. Initially, everything was fine. But one day, the world of the dead overlapped with the world of the living. That allowed the dead to invade the world of the living. That was when we received the mission to seal all connections between the two worlds. These holy cities are the nodes connecting the two worlds.

"And the node of this city is the one with the highest degree of overlap. Under this city is an incomparably powerful kingdom of the dead. There will be no end of death sovereigns wishing to invade the world of the living through this city.

"Before becoming the mayor of this city, you should know that a day might come when I am no longer capable of withstanding the death qi beneath the city. At the time, you will be burdened with an unimaginable amount of death qi. Things have been relatively peaceful here. But that's because the death spirits are also waiting and accumulating strength. They wish to wait me out. It is only a matter of time before those powerful death spirits renew their attempt to invade the world of the living. This will not be an easy mission for you."

Su Yu waited for the young man to finish before speaking. He did not seem to care about the potential danger as he went straight to the point, "Lord, if I help you with the death qi, will you be willing to teach my enemies a lesson?"

As far as he was concerned, nothing mattered apart from what they could gain from this. If the young man was willing to help him, he would be more than happy to help the young man as well.

Great riches were always accompanied by great danger. He wasn't even surprised that there was a risk to this exchange. Nothing was free. Why should the Pseudo Emperor help him if he didn't need to risk anything? Were they close? The young man was not even a human. Was he supposed to help because Su Yu was handsome or something like that?

One would always pursue things that could benefit oneself. This was the one truth that could always be relied upon.

The young man smiled, "If you can help me when I require it, I will be willing to help as long as it does not require me to break the laws."

"Laws..." Su Yu asked, "Are your laws the same as what the other ancient cities are following?"

"More or less." The young man said, "You must be willing to give if you wish to take. If you are able to contribute by suppressing the death tunnels, you naturally deserve to be rewarded. There is no act worthier than the suppression of the death tunnels. Alas, the ancient past has collapsed, and we no longer have the ability to build a new holy city. Otherwise, you could have gotten a brand new city for yourself. That will make you a colleague of ours."

Su Yu cursed inwardly. No thanks. That was most certainly not the kind of life he pursued. How miserable. Su Yu wasn't sure he would be able to maintain his sanity for long if he had to live like that.

The young man, or to be precise, old turtle, could see what Su Yu was thinking. He merely smiled as he took out a black medallion and said, "This is the mayor's medallion. After refining it, you will be the new mayor of the Grand Dream City."

Boom!

Immediately after that, a burst of incomparably powerful aura erupted from the medallion.

"Hahaha! Allow me to get a good look at the person deemed worthy of inheriting my seat!"

The powerful burst tore through Su Yu's arm, sending blood and flesh everywhere. His face fell. Was this a trap? He gnashed his teeth. What was happening? With a roar, he mustered his strength and grabbed the medallion with his other hand. Then, he threw a punch with his injured hand.

A silhouette manifested above the medallion.

Empyrean Cloud was about to act when the old turtle stopped her with a wave of his hand. He spoke to her through a voice transmission, "Be patient. We'll wait and see. This is an imprint he left on the medallion back then."

"Sky! Sunder!"

Su Yu reversed his death qi and added the power of his yang acupoint before launching a saber strike with only his fist. The manifested silhouette laughed haughtily and threw a punch as well.

Boom!

Su Yu was sent flying away while coughing blood. Meanwhile, the silhouette merely warped slightly. With a smile, it said, "Too weak. Old Turtle, is someone like this even worthy of being the mayor of Grand Dream City? This is an insult to me!"

Too weak? Su Yu gnashed his teeth. An insult? Was he really so weak? After the exchange, he could see that the silhouette was merely an imprint, the memory of someone who was no longer around.

Weak?

He was merely young. He had yet to cultivate for long. How dare the silhouette underestimate him? In his fury, Su Yu charged forth and started raining punches and kicks at the silhouette. He also activated his Time technique.

Why was a mere remnant so arrogant? Did the silhouette really think that he was helpless against it? He would use the power of time and exhaust the damn remnant to death.

At the same time, he was also throwing verbal insults at the silhouette, "Weak? I have cultivated for less than a year. Who the fuck are you? Who do you think you are? Are you even worthy of comparing yourself against me? I once reigned atop the Heaven Index. The geniuses of the myriad races were forced to acknowledge my genius. Who are you?"

"Are you the dumb mayor who has gotten himself killed by the weight of his own ambition back then? Are you the dumb mayor who had dreamed of conquering the Myriad Realms before dying miserably?"

Su Yu was able to easily guess who this silhouette was. He continued his verbal assault, "I'm weak? I'm only a Skysoar. What's your cultivation level? Who are you to compare yourself against me? Do you know what a Skysoar is? If you're really so great, fight me at the same cultivation level. If I can't kill you with one punch when both of us are at the same level, I'll die from shame.

"What a clown. How old are you? You're probably tens of thousands of years old. And you're comparing yourself against me? I'm less than twenty. Who are you to compare yourself against me?"

Su Yu's tongue was as sharp as ever.

Due to the Time technique, the silhouette was starting to warp from instability. After hearing Su Yu's words, the silhouette retreated before smiling, "Interesting. Skysoar?"

Was this human a Skysoar? That...seemed to be the case.

Cloudbreach willpower and Skysoar body.

But his body also felt like a Cloudbreach at the same time. That was due to his incomplete source qi transformation. However, there was no denying that his actual cultivation level was low.

"A low cultivation level is not an excuse for anything." The silhouette said, "You can't complain that others are stronger just because you're weak. You can't complain that others are bullying you because they started cultivating before you. Nobody is obligated to wait for you to grow up. Youth is not an excuse. Your ancestors aren't youngsters, right? Where are they? Why aren't they all-powerful? Why aren't they here to smite me down?"

"..."

That made a lot of sense. For the first time, Su Yu encountered someone with a tongue as sharp as his. But instead of growing discouraged, he grew excited at finally meeting his match.

"You're right. In that case, let me kill you with my own hands. There is no need to trouble my ancestors."

Boom!

The battle resumed. Su Yu utilized all sorts of techniques. Punches, kicks, blades, and anything he could think of.

Divine Transformation, Devil's Descend...he wasn't even holding back on the abilities he knew.

If it wasn't for the fact that he lacked Sunmoon blood essence, he would have swallowed some blood essence to throw even more abilities at the silhouette.

As he used the Time technique repeatedly, even the spacetime stability around the silhouette started growing unstable.

That was not all. A tiny furball was also sneaking up on the silhouette to devour the willpower around the imprint. Yes, this silhouette was a manifestation of willpower, an imprint left behind by an expert long gone. Thus, the furball could feast on it. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

As the battle progressed, Su Yu even assumed his death spirit form. In that form, he started madly pulling Xing Yue's death qi to power himself. However, Xing Yue seemed quite reluctant to supply him with death qi as she resisted his pull. Noticing what Xing Yue was doing, Su Yu cursed inwardly. What was she doing? Why was she so stingy with death qi?

It had been quite a while since Su Yu had last fought in such a manner. He did not hesitate to use everything he was capable of.

Elemental transformations, transforming into shadow, planting a sense of impending doom, sneak attacking from a hidden position...

The silhouette was also someone with numerous tricks up its sleeve. But as the fight progressed, the silhouette started dispersing slowly. Noticing that, the silhouette stepped back and lamented, "This remnant of mine...is strained after existing for so many years. Otherwise—"

Boom!

Su Yu did not even bother to listen. Why should he care about what the silhouette had to say? He only cared about beating the silhouette to oblivion.

"Screw you! Didn't you tell me that being too young is not an excuse? Hah! Being an old, depleted remnant is not an excuse as well! If you're so great, why don't you come back to life and kill me?"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He pulled his hammer out and brought it down repeatedly. The Soul Expanding Hammer was probably a much better weapon against a willpower projection like this. The silhouette tried to say more, but Su Yu did not present it with the opportunity to speak. Why should he wait for an enemy to speak?

Hammer strikes, fire attacks, water blasts...

And death qi corrosion.

Like an untiring machine, Su Yu attacked relentlessly for more than an hour. Finally, the silhouette broke down with a rumble.

"I—"

It dissipated away indignantly.

Fuck! Why? Why wasn't it given a chance to speak first?"

"Oh, you have something to say? Fine. You may say it now."

Su Yu offered graciously even as he was gasping for breath. But at the same time, he also gestured at the little furball to eat more.

"I'll take your silence as your agreement that you're a piece of trash. Why did a piece of trash like you presume to test me?" Su Yu sneered, "Are you so stupid you can't come up with an argument when I'm insulting you? Come on, say something!"

Nearby, the old turtle and Empyrean Cloud had odd expressions. The silhouette had dissipated away. How was it supposed to say anything? Was it really so enjoyable to speak to himself? Was he not aware that the silhouette was fully gone by now?

Su Yu was naturally aware of that. But that was no reason for him not to throw some insults his opponent's way. It did not matter if his opponent wasn’t around to hear his insults anymore. The only thing that mattered was that he got to say those insults.

After a long while, the old turtle said, "You...may become the mayor. But I wish to remind you of something. You might have gained a new powerful enemy."

Su Yu looked at the old turtle, but the old turtle did not elaborate. The tunnel under the city was shaking again. A certain someone, or to be precise, a certain death sovereign was roaring in fury.

He was furious. Not only had his imprint been defeated, but the opponent had not allowed his imprint to get even a word in. The opponent had even insulted his imprint, challenging him to come back to life. Fine! Here he was!

The death sovereign continued roaring furiously. How could he? How dare he? The death sovereign swore to kill the new mayor. Su Yu! He had zero respect for his predecessor! The death sovereign swore not to forget this!