As Easy as Killing a Chicken!
"Alright, no need for such formalities."
Chen Changqing raised his hand and conjured a gust of blue wind that enveloped Ye Ling's body.
Two figures rose from the ground, transforming into a long blue rainbow that tore through the Firmament, shooting straight towards the towering mountains to the north of Separation Fire City.
The wind howled wildly in my ears.
Ye Ling stood in the escape light, looking down at the mountains and land rushing past her feet.
She clenched her fists.
The Blood Sea has been suppressed in my heart for three years will finally be settled today.
Zhengyang Sect was built against the mountain.
Thirty-six beautiful and precipitous mountain peaks stretch out in a continuous line, their outer perimeter shrouded in a thick, blue light curtain.
The Mountain Protection Array operates day and night, drawing upon the water and fire energies within the Earth Veins, transforming them into layers of visible Spiritual Mist that make the entire sect appear like Immortal Realm on earth.
On the Main Peak's welcoming plaza, dozens of inner disciples dressed in gray-blue robes were practicing Sword Formation.
The Sword Qi crisscrossed, drawing envious exclamations from many newly initiated handyman disciples nearby.
Zhengyang Sect, as the most powerful local force within a radius of three thousand miles from Separation Fire City, has always been known for its domineering attitude.
Backed by the True Martial Immortal Sect, one of the ten major righteous sects, the surrounding large and small immortal cultivation Aristocratic Clan must offer Spirit Stones spirit medicine on time and in the required quantity every month; any delay would result in annihilation.
Boom!
A deafening roar, completely unexpected, exploded over Zhengyang Sect.
The entire mountain gate shook violently, and several white marble sculptures at the edge of the square were instantly shattered into dust.
Dozens of disciples who were practicing swordsmanship were thrown to the ground by the violent shockwave, spitting out blood.
"Enemy attack!"
"Ring the Heaven-Shocking Bell!"
The sharp alarm shattered the tranquility of the mountain gate in an instant.
Above the sky, the vast blue sea of clouds was torn in two by an extremely tyrannical force.
A figure in white robes stood with his hands behind his back in the void, with a girl covered in blood standing beside him.
It was Chen Changqing and Ye Ling.
Chen Changqing looked down at the sect's buildings with a cold expression.
"Where is the Master of the Zhengyang Sect? Come out and face your death!"
The calm voice was devoid of any emotion, but with the blessing of the Twelve Primordial Spirits' Law Power, it was like billions of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder simultaneously exploding among the mountains.
Click!
Click!
The protective array of the Zhengyang Sect, which had been passed down for over a thousand years, began to Array Patterns inch by inch under the impact of this sound, revealing countless huge spiderweb-like cracks.
Inside the sect's main hall, several powerful auras soared into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, five figures, enveloped in various colored lights, swiftly flew to the core of the great formation.
The middle-aged man at the head of the group had a dignified face, three long wisps of beard under his chin, and wore a gold-trimmed Daoist robe that represented the Sect Leader. His cultivation had reached the Peak Late Purple Mansion Stage.
This person is none other than Song Yuanqiao, the current Sect Leader of the Zhengyang Sect.
Behind Song Yuanqiao stood four white-haired elders who also exuded the aura of the Purple Mansion Realm.
"Who dares to trespass on the gates of my Zhengyang Sect Mountain!"
Seeing the precarious state of the sect's protective formation, Song Yuanqiao was greatly alarmed and immediately shouted a stern rebuke.
But when his gaze fell on the girl next to Chen Changqing, his pupils suddenly contracted.
"Ye Ling? You're a remnant of the past!"
Song Yuanqiao's eyes immediately darkened, revealing murderous intent.
"No wonder those useless guys from the Black Tortoise Hall have been gone for so long without any news; they found backup."
Song Yuanqiao turned to look at Chen Changqing, sneering repeatedly.
"To possess such cultivation at such a young age, you must be True Disciple of some prestigious sect."
"However, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"
"This Ye Ling is a wanted criminal by our Zhengyang Sect. Her father embezzled the sect's treasures and fled; he deserves to die."
"Our Zhengyang Sect is a legitimate vassal of the True Martial Immortal Sect. If you withdraw now, our Zhengyang Sect can pretend nothing happened."
"If you don't know what's good for you, you'll never leave here alive!"
Song Yuanqiao spoke with a firm and powerful voice, full of confidence.
In the Northern Territory borderlands, once the True Martial Immortal Sect's name is displayed, no force dares to disrespect it.
Standing behind Chen Changqing, Ye Ling trembled with rage, pointing at Song Yuanqiao and shouting angrily:
"Bullshit!"
"It was clearly you who coveted my Ye Household's ancestral treasure. Taking advantage of my father's serious injury, you led the Discipline Hall to massacre over 120 members of my Ye Household!"
"They didn't even spare three-year-old children; they extracted their souls and refined their spirits!"
"Song Yuanqiao, you heartless old dog, today is your death day!"
Ye Ling spoke with a voice dripping with blood, her nails digging deep into her flesh.
A look of disdain flashed in Song Yuanqiao's eyes; he couldn't be bothered to refute her.
The law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak, is the rule of the Cultivation World.
The Ye Household possessed a priceless treasure but lacked the strength to protect it, so their annihilation was only to be expected.
After listening to Ye Ling's words, Chen Changqing didn't ask any more unnecessary questions.
He raised his right hand, and a black and white yin-yang energy appeared in his palm.
"True Martial Immortal Sect?"
Even if the Sect Master of the True Martial Immortal Sect were to come in person, he couldn't save you today.
The moment he finished speaking, Chen Changqing suddenly flipped his right hand and pressed it down into the Mountain Protection Array below.
Heaven-Collapsing Style!
The void collapsed inch by inch, and a golden giant hand, hundreds of feet long, materialized out of thin air, like an ancient divine mountain falling to earth, slamming into the light screen of the great array with overwhelming destructive force.
Boom!
The protective light barrier, already riddled with cracks, lasted only half a breath before letting out a mournful cry of despair and shattering into a shower of spiritual light.
A violent backlash surged forth along the Earth Veins.
The hundreds of the Zhengyang Sect disciples who were in charge of the formation in the square all coughed up blood, their chests collapsed, and most of them died on the spot.
The giant golden hand continued its downward momentum, carrying with it a towering wave of energy.
"Oh no! Retreat quickly!"
Song Yuanqiao was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and the hair on his body stood on end.
This is a tactic that the younger generation is not capable of employing!
The Heaven and Earth’s Grand Potential contained in this palm strike far exceeded the limits of ordinary Purple Mansion Realm, and even fragments of Principle began to faintly appear!
Four elders of the Purple Mansion simultaneously unleashed their sect's most prized treasures.
A giant bronze bell, two top-grade spirit swords, and a crimson beast bone shield rose into the air, forming layers of defense to meet the giant hand.
However, in the face of overwhelming power, all resistance is as fragile as paper.
Click!
The bronze bell shattered, the spirit sword broke, and the beast bone shield was instantly smashed into dust.
Puff!
The four Purple Mansion Elders didn't even have time to scream before their bodies were instantly crushed into clumps of flesh by the aftershocks of the giant palm. Their Primordial Spirits, which had just escaped their bodies, were torn into countless fragments by the violent gusts of wind.
One slap!
The four Purple Mansion Elders were completely annihilated, body and soul!
With the help of a life-saving jade Jade Pendant that Half-Step Quasi-Immortal Artifact, Song Yuanqiao barely managed to escape more than a thousand feet away.
But at this moment, his Daoist robe had turned into strips of cloth, his hair was disheveled, he was spitting out blood, and he was trembling like a leaf.
Monster!