Kunlun Mountain Shakes, Yuanshi Tianzun Can't Sit Still

"Your Chan Sect boasts the most treasures, doesn't it?"

"Do you have any other fun toys? Bring them out and let me have a look!"

Qin Feng's words, filled with extreme insult, echoed in the minds of Yu Ding Zhenren and the others like demonic music.

Each word was like a red-hot knife, fiercely carving into their already shattered immortal hearts.

Utter humiliation!

This was the greatest humiliation the Chan Sect had ever suffered since its founding!

Yu Ding Zhenren, Puxian Zhenren, Cihang Daoren, and the others had faces flushed purple, trembling uncontrollably, their teeth grinding so hard they threatened to shatter.

But they dared not move.

They didn't even dare to reveal a sliver of killing intent.

Because the man before them had instilled a fear so deep in their bones that it surpassed their fear of death itself.

In the deathly silence, the intensely oppressive atmosphere.

Guang Chengzi, who had fainted, was propped up like trash by Yu Ding Zhenren.

The remaining Golden Immortals stood humbly, like prisoners awaiting judgment.

The entire Skeleton Mountain, and even the surrounding hundreds of millions of miles, fell silent due to this one-sided massacre.

Suddenly.

BOOM--!!!

An indescribable, supreme, terrifying pressure that transcended all Dao, descended without warning from the endless void beyond the thirty-third heaven!

This pressure wasn't aimed at any one person, but enveloped the entire eastern continent of the Primordial World!

In an instant, the wind stopped, the clouds halted, and time itself seemed to freeze.

All laws, all Dao Charm in the world, let out a mournful cry of being unable to bear the burden, and then obediently prostrated themselves, as if welcoming their supreme sovereign.

"This... this is..."

In the void, the divine senses of the great beings that had yet to dissipate were instantly struck as if by lightning!

Inside Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi's expression changed drastically. The Book of Earth in his hand flashed wildly, and streams of profound yellow energy descended, barely protecting the temple.

"Saint! A Saint has made a move!"

Old Ancestor Hongyun's face paled in horror, his voice trembling.

Northern Darkness Demon Master Palace.

Kunpeng, who had just hidden in the secret chamber and hadn't had time to catch his breath, was directly crushed by this pressure, falling flat on his face with a "plop," unable to even lift a finger.

His eyes were filled with a fear a hundred times more intense than when he had seen Qin Feng.

"A... Saint's wrath... Yuanshi Tianzun! It's Yuanshi Tianzun!"

In Fire Cloud Cave, Human Emperor Xuanyuan, Earth Emperor Shennong, and Heavenly Emperor Fuxi, three great beings at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm, all turned pale and grunted in unison, a trace of blood seeping from the corners of their mouths.

Just the scattered pressure had caused them minor injuries!

"What overbearing pressure! Yuanshi is truly enraged!" Emperor Xuanyuan wiped the blood from his lips, his eyes filled with solemnity.

Fuxi looked at the Eight Trigrams Compass before him, which had turned to dust, and said with a wry smile, "We beat the junior, and the elder finally couldn't sit still. This time, things have truly blown up."

In the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi Tianzun, who sat high on the cloud bed, seemingly existing alongside heaven and earth for eternity, finally opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes were they?

There was no anger, no joy, not a trace of emotion belonging to a living being.

There was only endless indifference and coldness, like two chaotic stars containing the Dao of Annihilation.

Beneath the Heavenly Dao, all are ants.

A Saint is the will of the Heavenly Dao.

The Fan Tian Seal was stolen, the Twelve Golden Immortals were defeated, and Guang Chengzi's foundation was destroyed.

This series of events was no longer just a slap in the face; it was an attempt to provoke the majesty of the Heavenly Dao itself.

Yuanshi Tianzun's gaze crossed endless time and space, disregarding all spatial barriers, and fell directly upon Skeleton Mountain, upon that figure in the flowing green robe.

The next moment.

A cold, majestic, and unquestionable voice, like a decree from the Heavenly Dao, exploded in the sky above Skeleton Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist, you have crossed the line."

Just five words, each containing the supreme power of 'speaking the law and following it.'

Each syllable transformed into materialized chains of order, coiling towards Qin Feng from all directions, intending to suppress him, to imprison him, to force him to kneel and repent before the majesty of a Saint!

That terrifying power, capable of shattering the minds of Quasi-Saints, pressed down on Qin Feng like an invisible divine mountain.

Seeing this scene and hearing this familiar voice, Yu Ding Zhenren and the others, who had already fallen into despair, were stunned at first, and then their faces erupted with ecstatic joy!

"It's Master!"

"Master has made a move!"

"Hahaha! Demon! You are dead! With a Saint's arrival, no matter how great your abilities, you cannot escape death!"

Cihang Daoren was so excited that tears streamed down his face, as if he had instantly risen from hell to heaven. He looked at Qin Feng with a gaze full of malicious glee.

In their eyes, the outcome was already decided.

Below a Saint, all are ants.

No matter how strong your physical body or how vast your divine abilities, before a true Saint, you are nothing more than a slightly stronger grasshopper, crushed with a single finger!

However.

Beneath that Saintly pressure, which was enough to crush the ancient heavens.

Within that power of "words becoming law" that could imprison, all things.

Qin Feng's figure remained as upright as a pine tree.

Let alone being forced to his knees, not even the corner of his clothes moved.

That terrifying pressure, which could change the color of the world, fell upon him as if it were the gentlest breeze on a spring day, brushing past his face without leaving a trace.

The entire scene fell into dead silence.

The ecstatic joy on the faces of Yu Ding Zhenren and the others instantly froze.

The hope and glee that had just ignited were doused by a basin of ice water, extinguished in an instant, leaving only endless coldness and bewilderment.

This... how is this possible?!

That was Saintly pressure!

How could he be completely unharmed?!

Under everyone's gazes, as if they had seen a ghost, Qin Feng slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

The corners of his mouth curled into a cold and mocking arc.

"Crossing the boundary?"

His voice was not loud, but it contained a power that disregarded all obstacles, clearly spreading throughout the Three Realms and Six Paths, directly resounding in the Jade Void Palace.

"Your Chan Sect disciples, relying on their status as Saintly disciples, bullied my friend first. The Twelve Golden Immortals, without any shame, set up a grand formation on Skeleton Mountain to attack me afterwards."

"And now, you're telling me I've crossed the boundary?"

Qin Feng's voice suddenly rose, like thunder from the Ninth Heaven, shaking the entire Primordial World into a hum!

"Yuanshi!"

"This matter today has only just begun!"

Boom!!!

This shout of "Yuanshi," this sentence "has only just begun," was like a chaotic divine thunder, exploding in the primordial spirits of all the peeping great cultivators!

The entire Primordial World, at this moment, was completely plunged into an absolute, deathly silence.

In the Northern Darkness Demon Master Palace, Kunpeng, who had just half-risen, rolled his eyes, kicked his legs, and was so scared that he fainted dead away.

In Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi's Book of Earth fell to the ground with a "thud," but he was completely unaware. He, along with Old Ancestor Hongyun beside him, stood with their mouths agape, like two dried-up statues.

In the Fire Cloud Cave, the Human Emperor Xuanyuan, Fuxi, and Shennong, the three Human Race Saint Emperors, stood up from their seats in unison, their faces filled with world-shattering shock and horror.

Madness!

This world had completely gone mad!

Someone actually dared to call a Saint by name!

Someone actually dared to openly challenge a Hunyuan Saint in front of the entire Primordial World!

Moreover, it was done from the posture of a superior looking down on an inferior, declaring!

This was not a challenge, it was a declaration of war!

Yu Ding Zhenren and the others were completely stunned, their minds a blank slate, having lost the ability to even think.

They could only stare blankly at the figure in the green shirt who still stood with his hands behind his back, his aura even faintly surpassing the Saintly pressure, feeling their worldview, outlook on life, and values being utterly crushed into powder at this moment.