Battle of the Golden Core

Having received Song Wuji's warning, Song Mushang immediately understood his current predicament. All his previous arrogance vanished without a trace, and he hurriedly opened his mouth. "I..."

Before he could utter a second word, the sword qi Song Qingxing flicked from his finger pierced straight through his Middle Dantian. His Violet Palace Furnace shattered like porcelain at the slightest touch.

The expression on Song Mushang's face suddenly twisted. The excruciating pain made him curl up on the ground involuntarily, trembling without end as he forcibly swallowed back the words "I concede."

"You... you destroyed my cultivation! You destroyed my cultivation!"

Feeling the dharma power within him rapidly drain away, Song Mushang completely panicked. The way he looked at Song Qingxing was as though he wanted to devour him alive.

The Violet Palace Furnace was where a Golden Core was nurtured. A cultivator had only one chance in their lifetime to forge it. By destroying Song Mushang's Violet Palace Furnace, Song Qingxing had not only crippled his Violet Palace cultivation but also severed his future Dao Path.

To him, this was undoubtedly more terrifying than death.

"Bastard!"

Song Wuji's eyes were bursting with rage. Song Mushang was a peerless genius the family encountered only once in a thousand years, yet he had been crippled just like that.

"We already conceded! Why did you still have to strike so ruthlessly?!"

Song Qingxing merely glanced at him, then turned and walked out of the Trial Ground, with no intention whatsoever of responding to him.

Watching Song Qingxing's retreating back, Song Wuji clenched and loosened the fist beneath his sleeve several times. In the end, reason still triumphed over fury.

Leaving aside whether he was a match for Song Qingxing, with several Golden Core True Persons nearby, they would never let him succeed. Acting