Postnatal Realm!? No! This is Immortal Cultivation Qi Cultivation!

On the training ground.

Behind Xu Ling'er stood a three-meter-long phantom of a greatsword. She exhaled heavily, her gaze fierce.

"To force me to use this move, no other young person within Cangzhou has ever existed."

"You can be proud."

"Misty Sect Swordplay, Sword Shadow Kill!"

As her voice fell, the young girl formed a hand seal. The long sword before her hummed, flashing with cold light.

The phantom greatsword behind her suddenly moved, striking with a gale and a monstrous wave.

The stone slabs of the training ground finally couldn't withstand the pressure. As the phantom greatsword swept past, they violently cracked.

Xiao Huohuo grinned.

"Is this your confidence?"

"Then let me show you a true immortal technique!"

As he spoke, Xiao Huohuo's finger had somehow condensed a deep light.

A scarlet glow pulsed like fire in his hand. Faint rosy clouds enveloped his body.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled in the sky.

Everyone looked up abruptly. Dark clouds filled the sky, and a wind wave condensed.

Amidst the flashing thunderclaps, a terrifying aura seemed about to emerge.

Disciples, faction leaders, and high-level Misty Sect members looked up at the scene, their brows furrowed tightly.

On the training ground, the young man's voice remained crisp.

"This is an immortal technique my master taught me."

"See if your so-called Houtian peak can block it!"

"Is my master, Xiao Huohuo, a liar as you claimed!"

At this moment, the phantom greatsword had already arrived like a tornado, less than ten meters from Xiao Huohuo.

And from within the dark clouds, half of a giant finger slowly emerged.

Then, Xiao Huohuo let out a low shout.

"Great Desolation Prison Heaven Finger!"

"Half a finger, shakes heaven and earth!"

As the young man's cry fell, everyone's scalps tingled. They stared blankly at the giant finger phantom in the sky.

On the Small Immortal Terrace, the leaders of the various sects and factions had almost unified expressions. They stared with wide eyes, gasping as they looked at the sky.

The Sect Master of the Moon Sword Sect swallowed, muttering to himself.

"Such power, such a phenomenon..."

"Is this something a Houtian realm martial artist can achieve?"

The Elder of the Mountain Gate Sect beside him also spoke dryly.

"This, this is drawing upon the power of heaven and earth!"

"But martial arts that draw upon the power of heaven and earth, aren't they only usable by those at the Grandmaster realm?"

"How is it possible for Xiao Huohuo, a mere Houtian realm martial artist..."

Even Wu Shan's face was grim. He stared intently at the half-finger in the sky, exhaling heavily.

"How could this be..."

"Under this move, how can any youth in Cangzhou still be his match?"

"Ling'er, you've lost this time..."

At this moment, the phantom greatsword finally arrived before Xiao Huohuo with its devastating, terrifying power. Just inches away, as if locked onto something, it suddenly stopped.

Boom!

The half-finger in the sky finally descended.

The next moment, finger and sword collided. The phantom greatsword exploded into dust.

Beneath the hovering giant finger, Xu Ling'er stood still, holding her long sword.

Suddenly, a flush of blood red spread across her face, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Senior Sister!"

"Young Sect Master!!"

Shouts filled the air.

But Xu Ling'er's face was pale. Her eyebrows and eyes trembled as she looked at the young man before her.

She gritted her silver teeth, propping herself up with her sword. Disbelief and a hint of panic surged onto her face.

"Misty Sect Swordplay is a Mysterious Tier High-grade Martial Skill, the Misty Sect's foremost sword technique!"

"How is this possible? To be crushed so easily..."

Her eyes fell upon the half-severed giant finger before her, radiating a terrifying aura. As if stung, her expression grew agitated:

"Impossible, how can you possibly wield such martial arts?"

The more she spoke, the more agitated she became, shaking her head incessantly:

"This is impossible, I cannot lose, I will not lose!"

She was the Misty Sect's first genius, and Cangzhou's first genius, the pride of the Misty Sect.

Furthermore, it was she who had broken off their engagement three years ago. It was she who had held Xiao Huohuo down.

Now, how could she lose to Xiao Huohuo?

To lose the Misty Sect's reputation, to lose her dignity!?

Xu Ling'er gritted her silver teeth, channeling all her internal energy into her long sword, and thrust forward fiercely.

Sword shadows shot towards Xiao Huohuo.

Xiao Huohuo watched the scene before him, a hint of disdain appearing between his eyebrows and eyes:

"Do not use your ignorant and narrow gaze to measure my Master, Xiao Huohuo."

"Before meeting my Master, I was merely a third-rate martial artist anyone could mock."

"But since meeting my Master half a year ago, in just half a year, I have forged this divine power!"

Several sword shadows attacked fiercely, like chasing the wind. Xiao Huohuo flicked his fingertip, releasing a stream of rosy glow.

The half-severed giant finger suspended in mid-air descended with a roar, and a terrifying explosion erupted on the training ground.

The buzzing sound caused even the disciples watching from hundreds of meters away to feel a slight dizziness.

White bricks and mud turned into flying debris, scattering like fine rain in the sky.

A few breaths later, the dust-filled sky finally settled, and everyone's vision cleared.

On the training ground, a terrifying hole with a radius of five to six meters and a depth of three meters had appeared.

Everyone held their breath and watched.

This realm grew incredibly silent because of this sound.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Xiao Huohuo's face revealed a proud expression, his voice deepening:

"My Master's power is like that of an immortal god!"

Xu Ling'er looked at the huge hole with a radius of six meters before her. Suddenly, her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the ground, her gaze vacant.

Behind her, there were also countless finger imprints left on the floor.

Xiao Huohuo had spared her life...

Seeing this, the crowd erupted in an uproar.

Countless disbelieving, low voices echoed through the corridors:

"The legendary waste won?"

"The Young Sect Master actually lost to this waste..."

"A mere City Lord's Son actually defeated our Misty Sect's Young Sect Master..."

Suddenly, amidst these voices, a gulping sound was heard:

"He said he was still a third-rate martial artist half a year ago..."

As this abrupt voice fell, everyone was instantly silenced as if by some aberration, and a moment of silence ensued.

Countless disciples and high-level figures from various factions were all shocked, speechless for a moment, and the scene was utterly silent.

Even the Sect Master of the Straight Moon Sword Sect swallowed a mouthful of saliva, staring at Xiao Huohuo with a look of shock:

"Half a year..."

"Directly reaching Houtian after becoming a disciple..."

"And learning such immortal-god-like martial arts..."

He took a deep breath, but his eyes remained wide with disbelief:

"Half a year... this is impossible."

"If it's true, then what kind of terrifying existence must your Master be?"