The Departure of the Third Prince

A fervent battle spirit now shrouded the entire hall. Even the Third Prince couldn't stay seated and stood up, staring at Su Yang in disbelief.

The five shadowy figures, after being sent flying by Su Yang's battle spirit, quickly stabilized themselves and once again brandished their swords.

Observing the situation, Su Yang's eyes revealed a killing intent. Gripping the long staff in his hand, he swung it horizontally.

Clang!

Upon the clash of weapons, three figures were once again swept away. The other two black-clad individuals simultaneously attacked Su Yang from behind. Su Yang retaliated with a backhand swing, the powerful force shaking the swords out of their hands. The two individuals promptly spun in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the force of the swing.

Boom!

As the staff descended, the steel stones on the floor were pulverized, leaving behind a massive crater.