Chapter 9

Just one finger, and it completely suppressed the entire scene.

Those faint specks of light.

Seemed to be the only color between heaven and earth.

Before them.

Everything else appeared utterly dim.

And as Jiang Mu Ming slowly pressed down that finger, though the motion was unhurried, everything around him shattered in its wake.

In an instant.

Wood chips flew, bricks and stones crumbled.

Everything around collapsed into ruin!

The entire hall caved in within a single moment, reduced to a pile of rubble!

Yan Bietian, in particular, turned to ash.

Vanishing without a trace.

Not even his bones remained!

"Such a formidable finger..."

Everyone was shaken to the core. The power of this finger had already surpassed the Carefree Heaven Realm.

Perhaps it had even touched some mysterious, profound realm beyond!

"Heavenly Stream God Finger? It lives up to its name!"

Off to the side.

Hidden in the shadows, Su Changhe and Su Muyu.

Their eyes were filled with shock.

They never expected this unknown figure.

To unleash a finger with such terrifying might.

It seemed all of Dark River's schemes today.

Were destined to fail.

"With such momentum, he might have already entered the Carefree Heaven Realm."

Su Muyu thought to himself in alarm, sighing in admiration.

The man looked young, yet his strength had already left Su Muyu far behind.

There were simply too many geniuses in this world, far too many!

"I'm afraid it's more than that..." Su Changhe, with his keen insight, judged: "This level of power isn't just ordinary Carefree Heaven Realm."

"At the very least, it's above Soaring."

"Perhaps even reaching the Great Carefree Realm."

Great Carefree. That was a realm where one could be called an immortal.

Yet Jiang Mu Ming appeared so young.

Perhaps this world would see another figure like Li Changsheng.

"Enough, there's nothing more to see." Su Changhe took a deep look at the Blue-Robed Youth in the void.

Then turned and left with Su Muyu.

There was no room left for Dark River to act here.

After that finger, the Yan Family members were all dumbfounded.

Yan Bietian was dead.

For a moment, they were leaderless. Seeing this, Yan Liuli stepped forward immediately.

She shot a grateful glance at Jiang Mu Ming.

Then raised her sword and declared loudly: "Yan Bietian is dead! From this day forward, I, Yan Liuli, am the head of the Yan Family!"

"Does anyone object?"

All the Yan Family members present glanced at Jiang Mu Ming, who was slowly descending from the air.

None dared to speak.

Yan Liuli seized the opportunity to take full control of the Yan Family.

Thus.

The conflict between the Yan and Gu Families finally came to an end. Yan Bietian and Fifth Master Gu were dead. From then on, the Yan Family was governed by Yan Liuli, while the Gu Family was overseen by Gu Jianmen.

In this game of the Southwest Dao, both the Yan and Gu Families had suffered grievous losses.

However, this was no longer Jiang Mu Ming's concern.

He had already fulfilled his promise to Yan Liuli; now it was time for her to honor hers.

Jiang Mu Ming walked up to Yan Liuli and said, "Miss Yan, please remember your promise."

Yan Liuli nodded solemnly.

"Rest assured, sir, Liuli will keep her word."

Whatever Jiang Mu Ming's request might be.

She would agree!

"Very well, come find me tonight."

With that, Jiang Mu Ming turned and walked toward Yue Yao and her group, who were disguised as men.

But he didn't see.

The faint blush that flickered across Yan Liuli's face as she lowered her head.

On the other side.

Yue Yao's heart was already churning with tumultuous waves.

She hadn't expected.

That Jiang Mu Ming, who had always presented himself as a frail scholar.

Would possess such astonishing strength!

Yet Yue Yao had no other thoughts about Jiang Mu Ming suddenly revealing such formidable power.

Only joy.

After all, Jiang Mu Ming was no stranger—he was her future husband.

The stronger he was, the happier Yue Yao would naturally be.

But the White-Haired Immortal, the Purple-Robed Marquis, and Elder Chen from Beyond Heaven, who stood beside Yue Yao.

Didn't share that sentiment entirely.

With such immense strength, he had shown none of it while at Beyond Heaven.

Even the Four Great Envoys and the Sect Leader had been fooled by him!

To say Jiang Mu Ming had no schemes—that was absolutely impossible!

And what was his reason for hiding his strength?

It was enough to make one shudder at the thought.

Just then, Jiang Mu Ming reached the group and looked at the woman before him.

They exchanged a smile.

As if ice and snow had melted, and all things bloomed.

Yue Yao said softly, "Long time no see."

Jiang Mu Ming nodded as well.

"Yes, long time no see."

Over the years, they had rarely met, especially after Yue Fengcheng went into seclusion due to qi deviation and Yue Yao became the acting Sect Leader.

She had been constantly traveling, busy with matters of Beyond Heaven.

While Jiang Mu Ming had been diligently studying within the Demonic Cult.

To be precise.

It had been a long time since they last saw each other.

But meeting today, there was no sense of estrangement between them.

"Will you return to Beyond Heaven?"

Yue Yao asked.

As sharp as she was, she naturally knew that Jiang Mu Ming's position at Beyond Heaven was rather awkward.

He was merely a banner.

"I won't go back," Jiang Mu Ming said truthfully. "But I will still make a trip to Beyond Heaven eventually."

"Because I know there will always be someone waiting for me there."

With his current strength, facing the Lawless and Unrestrained Envoys would be manageable.

But against the Formless and Actionless pair.

He still fell short.

And at Beyond Heaven, there was Yue Fengcheng, who had been in seclusion all this time.

Jiang Mu Ming still needed a little more time!

"Wait for me. I will definitely come to propose marriage."

Jiang Mu Ming promised.

Yue Yao suddenly broke into a smile and said, "I'll wait for you."

But just then.

A harsh, grating voice rang out.

"Jiang Mu Ming, are you trying to betray Beyond Heaven?!"

Elder Chen's eyes glinted coldly.

He said in a frigid tone, "Have you forgotten the Sect Master's nurturing of you? Remember, those who betray Beyond Heaven only have one path—death!"

"And as for the Acting Sect Master, what she has done today..."

But before Elder Chen could finish his words.

He abruptly stopped.

Jiang Mu Ming slowly pointed a finger, and Elder Chen instantly turned to ash.

Gone without a trace.

"Annoying."

Jiang Mu Ming turned to look at the White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Robed Marquis beside him.

He spoke calmly.

"Once you two return to the sect, you should know by now."

"What should be said, and what should not be said, correct?"

In an instant.

The White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Robed Marquis felt an overwhelmingly terrifying aura of death.

As if one wrong word from them.

Would bring death itself!

They quickly shook their heads. "We two know nothing!"

Jiang Mu Ming nodded in satisfaction.

He turned and drifted away, for he still had more important matters to attend to.

This was no time to dwell on romantic entanglements.

Only after Jiang Mu Ming had left did the White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Robed Marquis realize.

In just that brief moment.

Their robes were already soaked through with sweat!

"Just how strong... is he?!"