Utterly Powerless to Fight Back

Ouyang Yuanshan looked utterly unruffled, as if everything was in his grasp, only waiting for the moment to arrive before he made a move and stabilized the world.

Seeing him so confident, Ouyang Qinghe felt a little uneasy. "For something this big... Grandpa wouldn't mess around, would he?"

Half believing and half doubting, she could not help recalling Ouyang Yuanshan's "glorious deeds":

There had once been a time when, while leading a team, he encountered a Secret Realm appearing in the world, and charged in without a second thought to fight for opportunities, nearly getting the entire younger generation wiped out.

Another time, during a great competition of Heavenly Prides, he hid his identity and sneaked onto the arena to slaughter all comers, only to be seen through by the Golden Immortals watching the battle. Not only did he fail to get the prize, he instead drew a whole body's worth of trouble.

Aside from that, things like pretending to be a wandering charlatan to swagger around and swindle people, or forging Secret Realm maps to fool second-generation cultivators... all sorts of bizarre rumors were all handiwork from his youth.

Just as she was remembering, her premonition came true.

The battle on the field had not changed in the slightest. Shen Yun's momentum was like a rainbow, beating Kuroshou Old Ancestor until he could not even lift his head. As for that so-called trump card, not even its shadow had appeared.

Ouyang Qinghe was speechless for a while.

After a long silence, she finally sighed softly. "Now... what do we do?"

As soon as her words fell, a hint of awkwardness surfaced on Ouyang Yuanshan's face, and he hurriedly began explaining: something about that old ghost Kuroshou being timid as a mouse and not daring to risk his life; then