"Boom..."
Zi Yuner's punch, wrapped in towering fury, unleashed the full strength of her mid-stage Sky Soaring cultivation without restraint and slammed into the flagstone floor before the old patriarch's statue.
Stone chips flew as a bottomless crater blasted open in the ground.
The powerful shock wave sent the disciples with slightly weaker cultivation spinning into the air like drifting leaves.
The entire ancestral hall shook violently. The candlesticks on the altar clattered to the floor, and the offerings of fruit rolled everywhere.
Fortunately, the Ancestral Patriarch's Ancestral Hall was protected by a formation. Otherwise, that single blow would have smashed it out of existence.
Behind her, the white-robed disciples all retreated several steps, keeping their distance as they knelt on the ground, trembling.
They could not withstand a full-force blow from someone at mid-stage Sky Soaring.
The old palace master opened her mouth but could not utter a word.
The granduncle-master rose with the support of her cane and tried to step forward to intervene, but Bai Youyou caught her arm.
Bai Youyou shook her head slightly and said softly, "Granduncle-master, she's at Sky Soaring great perfection. Even if everyone in the Netherworld Palace joined forces, we wouldn't be her match. If we really angered her, she could shatter the Netherworld Palace with one punch and wipe us out."
"But..."
The granduncle-master's eyes widened as she looked at the figure raging at the ancestral hall's entrance, then back at Bai Youyou.
"What if she..."
"Granduncle-master, you don't need to worry."
Bai Youyou reassured her, "She's Lin Shisan's wife, and she's also my sister. She won't really destroy the Ancestral Patriarch's Ancestral Hall. Look, she's measuring every punch. She's venting her anger without striking any critical part of the hall. Listen to me. It'll be fine."
"Really?"
"Really. Leave this