Breaking Out of Stone, Niangniang Shi Ji Is Dumbfounded

The Nine Divine Fire Dragons that Burn Heaven and Boil Seas were about to completely engulf Shi Ji's delicate and well-proportioned body.

On top of Skull Mountain, Taiyi Zhenren's lips had stretched into an exaggerated grin, his eyes filled with the cruelty and satisfaction of imminent success.

"Die!"

"You lowly Stone Goblin!"

"Let me show you what it means for your birth to determine your destiny!"

"Let you understand how foolish it is to resist a Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect!"

Shi Ji had already closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly as if awaiting the final outcome of her soul scattering.

Humiliation, unwillingness, anger... all these emotions eventually turned into a desolate despair.

However, at the very instant the ferocious dragon heads of the Nine Fire Dragons were less than three feet from Shi Ji.

An unforeseen event occurred!

"Rumble--!"

A deafening roar, not from the heavens, nor from the earth, but from the entrance of White Bone Cave, from behind Shi Ji, exploded without warning!

The ancient stone that had accompanied Shi Ji for thousands of years, witnessing all her joys and sorrows, suddenly detonated!

An indescribable, magnificent multicolored light, like a divine sword that split the heavens and earth, surged from the point of the stone's explosion, instantly piercing the clouds and traversing the nine heavens!

The entire Skull Mountain, no, the entire world within a radius of ten thousand miles, was dyed a sacred golden hue by this ultimate brilliance!

Taiyi Zhenren's proud Nine Dragon Divine Fire, in front of this multicolored light, was like a firefly encountering the bright moon, instantly dimming.

An even more horrifying scene unfolded before him.

The fragments of stone that scattered with the explosion of the ancient rock, though appearing ordinary, carried a terrifying power that he could not comprehend. With a destructive force, they easily pierced through the dragon bodies he had condensed from primordial divine fire!

"Roar--Aow--!"

The Nine Fire Dragons, which had been arrogant moments ago, roaring to incinerate everything, now sounded like deflated balloons, emitting a series of excruciating wails. Their massive dragon bodies twisted and struggled in mid-air before shattering inch by inch, turning into scattered embers that drifted in the wind.

In an instant, the Nine Dragon Divine Fire was broken!

Shattered by a rock?!

"Pfft!"

High in the sky, Taiyi Zhenren felt as if struck by lightning. His face instantly turned pale, and he spat out a large mouthful of golden immortal blood.

His magic treasure was broken, and his divine sense rebounded, causing his primordial spirit to shake violently, and his Dao foundation developed a slight crack.

But he couldn't bother with his injuries. His eyes widened like copper bells, staring intently at the center of the light below, his face filled with a look of utter horror and disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

"This... how is this possible!"

"What is that! Who is it!"

Taiyi Zhenren roared frantically in his heart, his worldview shattered at that moment.

His Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover was a Post-celestial Treasure of Merit personally refined by his master, Yuanshi Tianzun, possessing infinite power. How could it be blown up by a mere rock?

Illusion!

This must be an illusion!

It must be some powerful being from the Jie Sect, hiding in the shadows and making a move!

Yes! It must be!

However, as the multicolored light gradually receded, revealing the figure at its center, the last shred of hope in Taiyi Zhenren's mind was utterly crushed.

It wasn't some powerful being from the Jie Sect.

It was a man.

A man he had never seen before.

A tall and slender figure stood quietly in the void, clad in the most ancient and simple gray Daoist robe, which seemed to contain the most fundamental principles of heaven and earth.

His long, dark hair was casually draped over his shoulders, moving as if without wind, each strand appearing alive and flowing with profound Daoist charm.

His face was so handsome that it was beyond description, as if it were the most perfect creation of the Great Dao, neither too much nor too little.

Especially his eyes, as deep as the boundless starry sky, ancient, vast, and immense. Just a glance from those eyes made Taiyi Zhenren feel as if his primordial spirit would be drawn in and utterly lost.

Most terrifying was the aura emanating from the figure.

What kind of aura was that!

Ancient, majestic, supreme, ultimate!

It seemed not to belong to this era, nor to this primordial world, as if it had existed since the beginning of creation, even within the chaos and primordial void!

In the face of this aura, Taiyi Zhenren felt his proud Dao fruit as a Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect to be as insignificant as a speck of dust.

The magic power he had cultivated his entire life felt as humble as a small stream meeting the boundless sea of chaos!

"Quasi... Quasi-Saint?"

Taiyi Zhenren's lips trembled, his voice shaking.

No!

That's not right!

Even a powerful Quasi-Saint wouldn't possess such a terrifying aura!

Who... who is this person!

When did such a terrifying existence, completely unknown even to him, appear in the Great Wilderness?

Unlike Taiyi Zhenren's utter shock, Shi Ji was completely stunned at this moment.

She stood there foolishly, her clear, cold phoenix eyes fixed on the figure that had suddenly appeared before her, her mind a complete blank.

What... just happened?

That rock she casually picked up and placed by her cave entrance as decoration... exploded?

And then... someone walked out of it?

Shi Ji felt her Dao heart, her understanding cultivated over countless eons, completely shattered and churned into a mess at this moment.

Shock, confusion, disbelief, and a sliver of relief and hope after surviving a calamity... a multitude of extremely complex emotions intertwined wildly in her heart, making her already pale, pretty face appear even more lost.

Who... is he?

Could it be... the spiritual essence of this stubborn rock itself?

A mere stone could transform into a human?

And its strength after transforming was terrifying to this extent?

The residual shockwave from breaking free from the stone had easily shattered Taiyi Zhenren's Nine Dragon Divine Fire Barrier!

This aura was far more terrifying than any of her fellow disciples she had ever met, even... even more terrifying than Senior Sister Golden Spirit Holy Mother's aura!

How was this possible!

As Shi Ji's mind reeled and her thoughts raced, the figure slowly turned around.

Qin Feng's gaze fell upon Shi Ji.

Seeing the conspicuous trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, her Daoist robe slightly torn by the divine fire, revealing her snow-white shoulders, and her beautiful eyes still holding a stubborn and indignant glint, an extremely intense desire to protect and a pang of heartache surged from Qin Feng's heart.

It was this woman.

It was she who, with thousands of years of unintentional companionship, had pulled him back from the brink of ten thousand years of loneliness and madness.

And now, she had been bullied to this state.

The anger that had just subsided after breaking free from his seal quietly flared up again in Qin Feng's heart.

However, he didn't show any anger on his face.

His gaze swept over Shi Ji, his eyes incredibly gentle, offering her a comforting smile that could make heaven and earth pale in comparison.

Then, a voice filled with magnetism, as if containing supreme Dao rhyme and capable of soothing all pain in the world, softly sounded.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

These simple four words, without any magical power, were like the most powerful mantra for calming the mind in the world.

The moment the sound entered her ears, it was like a warm spring thunder, instantly piercing through all of Shi Ji's defenses and hitting her Dao heart, which was outwardly icy but inwardly incredibly soft, with pinpoint accuracy.

All the fear, all the grievances, all the unwillingness, at this moment, seemed to find an outlet, a harbor to rely on.

Shi Ji's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes grew warm, and a thin mist of water involuntarily appeared.

An indescribable scorching sensation surged from the depths of her heart to her cheeks, instantly bringing a captivating blush to her already peerlessly beautiful, pale face.

She subconsciously avoided Qin Feng's gentle gaze, lowered her head slightly, her heart in turmoil.