System's Super Sect Chapter 992 926: Yang Lele Is Missing

Heaven-Supporting Domain.

Cold Tear City.

Heaven-Supporting Tavern.

Cold Tear City stands as the focal point for the Seven Domains Celestial Ascension Ranking within this vast Heaven-Supporting Domain.

As the most imposing structure in Cold Tear City, the Heaven-Supporting Tavern is currently a scene of tremendous activity.

On its first floor, an assembly of the Heaven-Supporting Domain's most distinguished talents and remarkable individuals is in full swing.

The patrons here are not simply gathered for merriment or casual networking.

Each person present harbors a distinct objective for their attendance.

Amidst the lively strains of music and the swirl of dancers, an abrupt, furious shout shattered the celebratory atmosphere, silencing the music and dance.

"Where is that scoundrel?"

"Where is the brat from the Immortal Sect hiding?"

"Show yourself!"

Over a dozen Earth Unrestricted Experts positioned themselves to obstruct the entrance of the Heaven-Supporting Tavern, simultaneously extending their spiritual power to encompass the entirety of the first floor.

Unexpectedly, from a secluded corner on the first floor, a young man's wine cup slipped from his grasp and clattered to the ground.

At the very instant the cup fell, the young man abandoned his companions and made a sudden, forceful leap through the window.

Bang—

The young man who had shattered the window let out a muffled curse before immediately taking to the air using Sword Control, not daring to cast a backward glance.

"Why are there so many of them!"

This fleeing young man was, naturally, Yang Lele.

After propelling himself a short distance away, Yang Lele glanced back in sheer terror, observing the more than a dozen Earth Unrestricted Experts morphing into brilliant streaks of light as they gave chase.

An unrelenting pursuit!

Mercy me!

Yang Lele was utterly flabbergasted.

Following this, a continuous barrage of enraged curses echoed from behind him.

"You little whelp, you cannot escape!"

"You killed my grandson, and you think you can simply flee?"

"You extinguished my granddaughter's life; you shall forfeit your own!"

"Return my son's life!"

Upon hearing these furious declarations, Yang Lele could only shrug with a sense of helplessness.

What an unreasonable group of individuals.

In this profession, encounters with life and death are an inherent part of the journey.

Why insist on bringing retribution into the matter?

It's a competition, after all.

If a few individuals don't perish, can it truly be called a competition?

And it's hardly my fault; your sons and grandsons had accumulated a considerable number of points during the preliminary rounds.

If I aim to secure the top position in the Heaven-Supporting Domain, amassing points is absolutely crucial.

If I don't eliminate them,

how are their points supposed to be transferred to me?

Yang Lele shouted, "I shall lodge a formal complaint with the Domain Master regarding your blatant attempt to assassinate me during the Seven Domains Celestial Ascension Ranking! The Domain Master will not overlook such transgressions! Just you wait!"

He then heard a response from his pursuers.

"Keep dreaming! You're delusional!"

"Damn it!"

Yang Lele could no longer restrain himself and let out a curse.

He then produced his magic staff and commenced an incantation.

Two breaths later, a bolt of lightning descended from the clear heavens.

Crack—

The lightning seared across the sky, bifurcating into hundreds of smaller bolts, and whisked Yang Lele away into the firmament.

"Where did he go?"

"Disperse and pursue!"

When the pursuers reached the location where Yang Lele had vanished, they were utterly astonished.

For Yang Lele had completely disappeared from their sensory range.

What was occurring?

However, an ingrained instinct told them that the sudden lightning strike they had just witnessed was far from ordinary.

Yang Lele possessed the ability to command lightning.

And then, a bolt of lightning from a perfectly clear sky?

There had to be something more to it!

After the pursuers fanned out in their search, Peach Maiden transformed into a phantom wind and arrived at the exact spot of Yang Lele's disappearance.

"Where is he?"

Peach Maiden surveyed her surroundings, a look of bewilderment on her face.

She could no longer detect any trace of Yang Lele's aura.

What should be done now?

He had slipped away!

Peach Maiden hastily selected a random direction and continued her pursuit.

...

Immortal Sect.

Following several rigorous selection rounds, one hundred Demon Kings were successively brought back to the Immortal Sect via the teleportation array.

Prior to their entry into the Final Forbidden Area, Wen Ping issued a stern admonishment to the one hundred Demon Kings.

That is—refrain from mutual slaughter!

While the conditions at Demon Emperor Lake are not as severe as those in the Final Forbidden Area, internecine conflict among demons is an unfortunately common occurrence.

This time, Wen Ping had specifically selected only one hundred Demon Kings.

Should even a small number perish due to infighting, it would represent a significant depreciation of his reputation.

Reputation is a precious commodity.

It must be utilized judiciously!

After successfully ushering the one hundred Demon Kings into the Final Forbidden Area, Wen Ping received another report, this time from He Nian.

Upon being informed that the Sword Demon was locked in an even match with a Half-Step Celestial Unrestricted Expert, Wen Ping resolved to investigate the situation personally.

However, just as he was preparing to depart, a message arrived from Peach Maiden.

"Sect Master, I have unfortunately lost track of Lele."

Via the sound transmission stone, Peach Maiden's voice, laced with distress and a hint of aggrieved frustration, reached him.

Wen Ping promptly inquired, "What transpired?"

"A contingent of Earth Unrestricted Experts from the Heaven-Supporting Domain, whose sons and grandsons were eliminated by Yang Lele during the preliminaries, are now in pursuit of Lele for retribution. Lele has since fled Cold Tear City..."

Initially, Peach Maiden hesitated to report this incident.

Losing sight of Yang Lele would be considered a severe oversight!

However, recalling the potential peril Yang Lele might face...

Wen Ping responded with composure, "Take your time with the search; there is no need for haste. If Lele possesses the ability to elude you, he can undoubtedly evade those pursuers. Therefore, for the present moment, he should not be in any significant danger."

This was because Wen Ping had accessed the system interface and briefly reviewed the Sect Disciple roster.

Yang Lele's demise had not been registered.

Peach Maiden, on the other end of the sound transmission stone, felt a wave of relief upon realizing the Sect Leader was not holding her accountable, nor was he expressing overt concern for Yang Lele.

Given the Sect Leader's assessment.

Yang Lele must be safe for now.

"You insignificant brat, if I ever lay hands on you, you'll certainly regret it!"

Peach Maiden muttered a curse under her breath.

...

Bright Mirror Lake.

In the heavens above, the confrontation between the Sword Demon and Celestial Traveler had been raging for a full two hours.

The Sword Demon fought with increasing ferocity as the engagement wore on, engaging Celestial Traveler directly beneath the formidable Holy Light Blade Intent.

Nevertheless, such an intense close-quarters engagement came at a cost.

The consequence was a steady accumulation of injuries for the Sword Demon.

This was due to Celestial Traveler's superior realm and spirit body, which meant he had remained unharmed throughout the prolonged battle.

If this pattern persisted, the Sword Demon would undoubtedly meet his end at Celestial Traveler's hands.

Yet, the Sword Demon persisted with unwavering resolve!

At this critical juncture, a singular thought dominated the Sword Demon's mind.

Annihilation!

It was a battle to the death!

With the Holy Light Blade Intent serving as the primary offensive, bolstered by Holy Light Magic for support, the Sword Demon unleashed his full power.

The fierce battle continued unabated.

Meanwhile, Huaikong had successfully absorbed the final Earth Unrestricted Upper Realm Expert from the Shrouded Sky Tower.

As for the remaining Earth Unrestricted Experts from the Shrouded Sky Tower, Shifeng, along with Taishan and Long Yue, proved more than capable of handling them.

As time elapsed, the conflict edged closer to its conclusion.

Only the Sword Demon and Celestial Traveler remained locked in a furious aerial duel, showing no signs of impending cessation.

"Sword Demon, as a practitioner of the blade, you stand among the top three I have ever encountered."

High in the sky, Celestial Traveler could not refrain from offering praise.

After all, up to this point, the Sword Demon was the sole Earth Unrestricted Upper Realm expert who had managed to sustain a two-hour engagement with him.

"Should you achieve the Half-Step Celestial Unrestricted realm, your Sword Intent alone would render you peerless within that stage. Logically, an individual of your caliber would never be permitted by those of the You Country to depart from this battlefield."

Someone with the Sword Demon's potential.

Truthfully.

Though it might seem like indirectly lauding an adversary while diminishing oneself, Celestial Traveler felt compelled to voice this observation.

The Sword Demon's innate talent indicated a ninety percent probability of him ascending to the Celestial Unrestricted realm.

A future Celestial Unrestricted expert – how could the You Country possibly allow such a formidable individual to leave the battlefield, or even the Heaven-Gazing Gorge?

The Sword Demon responded with a measured tone, "They did not value my past self. Now, I do not consider them!"

With those words, he advanced upon Celestial Traveler once more.