The Movement from a Few Days Ago? It Was Merely My Master Instructing His Foolish Disciple!

Ao Cheng Manor.

In front of the main hall, Ao Cheng Nan and the other two stared fixedly at Xiao Huohuo with gloomy expressions.

The youngster's strength had already far exceeded their imagination.

Even Liu Cheng, the mid-Houtian martial artist whom they had invited, was clutching the sword in his hand tightly at that moment, his expression uncertain and filled with suspicion.

He thought with internal shock and anger:

Knowing it would come to this, I shouldn't have been blinded by greed back then and agreed to this old ghost Ao Cheng Nan.

Where on earth did this youngster come from? Looking at his bone structure, he is merely a little over sixteen years old, yet he has already reached such a stage.

Liu Cheng let out a vexed sigh.

Having wandered the pugilistic world for so many years, the clearest thing he understood was that it was fine to offend anyone, but one must never anger those martial arts geniuses with terrifying innate talent.

If one did offend them, they had to be killed at the very first instance, or there would be no peace for one's mind.

After all, just the thought of a martial arts prodigy with terrifying talent hiding in the shadows to cultivate, waiting for the day he would come seeking revenge, was terrifying.

This kind of fear lingered in one's mind every moment, and no one could possibly endure it.

Previously, Liu Cheng had also made enemies with many geniuses, but he had managed to kill them all.

Yet the one before him was not like that at all.

A genius who had yet to fully mature was already able to steadily suppress the combined force of himself and two early-Houtian experts.

If he were given more time, wouldn't that be catastrophic?

However, right now they could neither defeat him in a fight nor retreat since all paths of retreat were already cut off.

They were truly riding a tiger and unable to dismount.

What Liu Cheng was thinking, Aocheng Nan was naturally able to figure out as well.

Yet this old man, who usually wore a kind expression, stared fixedly at Xiao Huohuo and said gloomily:

"If you had brought Xiao Zhan with you today, perhaps I truly would have been helpless against you."

"Unfortunately, you are simply too arrogant."

Suddenly, he angrily raised his voice and turned back to address the numerous high-ranking members of the Ao Cheng Family behind him:

"All first-rate martial artists of the Ao Cheng Family, obey my command! I, Ao Cheng Nan, in the name of the Ao Cheng First Elder, order you to immediately draw your blades and enter the battle."

"If I discover anyone showing cowardice and holding back, you will all be executed afterwards and exposed to the sun on the city walls!"

Hearing this, the high-ranking members of the Ao Cheng Family who had been hiding in the back of the hall to watch the show hesitated for a moment before all drawing their blades and coming to stand behind Ao Cheng Nan.

Taking a look at the number of people, there were actually more than a dozen of them!

Liu Qing also breathed a slight sigh of relief at that moment and sneered:

"Youngster, strong though your strength may be, even a late-Houtian martial artist wouldn't want to withstand so many first-rate experts fighting for their lives."

"Today, stay here forever."

Several black shadows immediately surrounded Xiao Huohuo from behind, sealing off his retreat.

Xiao Huohuo, who had still been somewhat mocking the members of the Aocheng Family, finally wore a solemn expression on his face at this moment.

He hadn't expected that a single moment of laxity on his part, failing to pursue those three, would cause the situation to turn into this state.

Before he could even ponder further, a silent flash of cold light swept towards him like lightning.

Fortunately, the spiritual energy in the air trembled, allowing him to perceive the movement in advance.

He abruptly sidestepped, dodging that sword as he leaped backward. While Xiao Huohuo's figure was still suspended in mid-air, more than a dozen cold gleams simultaneously assailed him with a shrill whistle.

Hovering in the air, Xiao Huohuo felt a shock in his heart. Exerting force with his two fingers, he immediately pushed out his spiritual energy like a huge boulder, knocking down the incoming arrows.

The moment he landed, a black shadow appeared behind him like a phantom as a sinister laugh rang out:

"Youngster, die!"

A dagger stabbed through the wind.

Xiao Huohuo let out a startled cry, once again sending Aocheng Nan reeling back with a palm strike reminiscent of a collapsing mountain.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Huohuo's figure traversed and maneuvered among the crowd several times over.

As for the three Houtian martial artists, including the group of first-rate martial artists from the Ao Cheng Family, they refused to give him the slightest opening.

The offensive came in wave after wave, attacking from all directions without a single leak!

Under such a dense and high-intensity onslaught, Xiao Huohuo found himself overwhelmed, and he immediately revealed an opening.

At that moment, eight cold glints assaulted him simultaneously from several directions.

Seeing that he wouldn't be able to dodge in time, Xiao Huohuo suddenly halted his momentum, gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and abruptly pushed out half his spiritual qi.

Boom!

More than a dozen first-rate experts of the Ao Cheng Family were all blown away by the wave of air stirred up by the spiritual qi, crashing heavily to the ground more than twenty meters away. Even the three experts retreated a dozen steps under the secret shock.

However, the group of first-rate experts climbed back up from the ground, and Ao Cheng Nan and the other two experts stabilized their breathing, looking at Xiao Huohuo with sinister smiles.

Xiao Huohuo was pierced by eight arrows like a hedgehog, and the release of spiritual qi just moments ago had also left him thoroughly exhausted.

Seeing Xiao Huohuo's aura finally weakening, Ao Cheng Nan sneered:

"Youngster, I said that you would definitely die here."

"Tomorrow, I'll let Xiao Zhan come collect your corpse."

He let out a sudden, thunderous roar:

"Strike while he's down!"

"All of you go, kill this youngster! Whoever takes his head will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold!"

As his voice fell, the group of first-rate experts charged toward Xiao Huohuo with swords drawn as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

The movements of the three experts did not halt for a single instant either, launching fists, claws, and swords that tore through the wind.

Xiao Huohuo glanced around his surroundings, a trace of brilliance suddenly flashing within his fatigued eyes.

Facing the torrent of people charging in to kill him, he was unhurried. First, he took a deep breath.

Then he closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitching as he silently recited the mental cultivation technique, while all the spiritual qi in his body converged toward his fingertips.

Seeing this, Aocheng Nan, who was charging forward at high speed, wore a sinister smile.

Liu Cheng finally let out a sigh of relief as well.

This youngster had finally given up on waiting for death.

Yet before the lethal blows of the crowd could descend, the smiles on everyone's faces froze right at that moment.

They saw the exhausted Xiao Huohuo suddenly raise his head, pointing a single finger toward the sky.

At the tip of his index finger, a streak of red light vanished into the firmament.

Suddenly, a drastic change erupted in mid-air.

Terrifying wild winds gathered, actually condensing in the span of a breath into the shape of half a giant finger.

This sudden development caused the attention of Ao Cheng Nan and the others to be drawn over, and their movements slowed down considerably as a result.

Aocheng Nan came to a halt, staring with wide eyes at the half giant finger in the sky, his chest heaving irregularly as he asked in terrified disbelief:

"What does that finger that appeared within Dongli City a few days ago have to do with you?!"

In the sky, the finger condensed by Xiao Huohuo was identical to the one that had previously appeared on the firmament of Dongli City, except that it looked several times smaller in scale.

Even so, it was still difficult to accept.

Hearing Ao Cheng Nan's terrified interrogation, Xiao Huohuo wore a smile and said proudly:

"That was my master instructing his foolish disciple in immortal arts!"

As these words fell, everyone felt as though they had been struck by lightning, their complexions turning pale.

Yet Xiao Huohuo's movements did not stop because of this. His fingertip abruptly pointed downward, and his youthful voice echoed throughout the entire main hall:

"Great Desolation Prison Heaven Finger!"

"Half a finger, to shake the heaven and earth!"