After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
The Rogue Cultivator in the distance wished they could plug their ears.
To insult someone at the Heavenly Origin Realm is arrogance.
Insulting a Divine Sea Realm? That's asking for trouble!
In mid-air, Mo Yuan's wrinkled face suddenly turned cold, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop to freezing point.
A powerful expert at the Divine Sea Realm, an elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, revered as a god wherever he goes, was actually called an old dog by a mere brat at the Spirit Martial Realm.
However, he did not immediately launch an attack on Chu Yunfei.
As an old monster who had lived for over a hundred years, he knew very well who the real obstacle was here. His cold gaze passed over Chu Yunfei and went straight to the woman in the yellow dress.
"Little girl, I don't care what your relationship is with the royal family."
Mo Yuan's tone was icy, carrying an unyielding authority. "But if you dare to obstruct me today, I will teach you a lesson about manners on behalf of your elders!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
Mo Yuan stopped talking nonsense, and his withered right hand suddenly stretched out five fingers and grabbed downwards.
The void trembled violently.
A semi-transparent spiritual energy handprint, ten feet in size, materialized out of thin air.
The handprint emanated terrifying power of the Divine Sea Realm, carrying a world-destroying aura as it descended upon Chu Yunfei!
There was no probing, no holding back.
When Divine Sea Realm expert makes a move, their aim is to crush the opponent with a single, decisive blow.
Rumble!
Before the handprint even landed, the tangible pressure had already caused the ground below to collapse inch by inch, the soil to churn like waves, and the surrounding towering ancient trees to snap in pieces.
A hundred feet away.
Those Rogue Cultivator and disciples from small sects who were barely able to stand felt as if they had been hit hard in the chest by a sledgehammer, their knees buckled, and they collapsed to their knees in droves.
Some people tried to struggle to lift their heads, only to find that the bones in their necks were cracking and they couldn't look directly at the earth-shattering power.
Behind the crowd.
Lin Wanyin's face was ashen.
She bit her red lips hard, her hands clenched tightly together, her nails digging deep into her flesh without her noticing.
That's incredible.
This kind of power is simply beyond the ability of someone at the Heavenly Origin Realm to withstand!
She wanted to speak up, to stop it, but under the pressure of the Divine Sea Realm expert, she didn't even have the strength to take a step. She could only watch helplessly as the deadly giant hand fell.
Li Qingzhou, standing in front of Chu Yunfei, had his blue clothes torn by the strong wind.
He gritted his teeth, gripping the sword hilt tightly with his right hand, trying to forcefully draw the sword.
It can't be pulled out.
The pressure from the Divine Sea Realm was like an invisible iron cage, pinning him firmly to the spot.
A suffocating sense of despair permeated the entire venue.
But Zhang Qingfeng, who was not far away, had undisguised awe in his eyes.
This is the power of the Divine Sea Realm!
Faced with such immense power, geniuses and the ability to kill opponents of higher levels are all a joke!
He was certain that with this strike, Chu Yunfei would be crushed into a pile of minced meat along with his sword, and the shame of the Azure Mystic Sect would be washed away.
However, Chu Yunfei, who was at the very center of the storm, did not retreat even half a step.
A gust of wind whipped his black hair, and sharp spiritual energy grazed his cheeks, leaving bloody streaks.
Faced with this fatal blow that could instantly kill Heavenly Origin Realm expert, there was no trace of panic or fear on his face.
His left hand still gripped the silver needle tightly in his pocket, the Boundless Creation Scripture within his body was operating at its limit, and spiritual power ten times that of an ordinary person roared wildly in his meridians, Abyss-Devouring Sword emitted an uneasy, bloodthirsty sword cry.
If that handprint descends another three feet, he will not hesitate to pierce the silver needle between his eyebrows, even if it damages his soul, he will make that old dog bleed on the spot.
at the same time.
The woman in the yellow dress standing not far from him displayed a completely different demeanor.
Seeing that Mo Yuan not only disregarded her words to protect Chu Yunfei, but also spoke arrogantly about teaching her a lesson on behalf of her elders, she was not angry at all. Instead, she idly raised her hand and played with a strand of hair hanging down in front of her chest.
Her eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool, as if the powerful spiritual handprint, capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, was merely a trivial breeze, not even worthy of her raising her head to take a second look.
Just as the spiritual energy handprint was about to touch Chu Yunfei's head, bringing a devastating blow, at the critical moment...
The black-robed figure standing behind the woman in the yellow dress was like a shadow, completely invisible from beginning to end.
It finally moved.
He made no fancy moves, nor did he unleash any earth-shattering spiritual energy.
He slowly stepped half a step out of the shadows, then raised an arm that was tightly wrapped in black cloth.
He casually flicked his sleeve at the giant spiritual hand that was falling from mid-air like Mount Tai pressing down.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
There was no violent clash of spiritual energy.
There were no unusual phenomena such as the sky and earth changing color.
A chilling and bizarre scene unfolded before everyone's astonished eyes.
The spiritual handprint, containing terrifying power at the Divine Sea Realm Second Layer and capable of leveling a mountain, melted silently in mid-air as if encountering snow under the blazing sun when it came into contact with the invisible power unleashed by the black-robed man.
It then completely dissipated into the air without even stirring a breeze.
One second it had an earth-shattering aura, the next it vanished without a trace, as if the oppressive feeling that had filled people with despair was just a ridiculous illusion.
The wind has stopped.
Dust, swirling in the air, settled down in a flurry.
The entire perimeter of the Cangwu Mountain Range fell into a deathly silence.
All the Rogue Cultivator kneeling on the ground struggled to raise their heads, their mouths agape as they stared at the sky.
The awe on Zhang Qingfeng's face froze instantly.
Jiang Lie gasped, his feet involuntarily taking two steps back.
Everyone rubbed their eyes in disbelief, their minds reeling.
"What... happened?"
No one could understand what had just happened.
Even Zhang Qingfeng, who was at the Peak of the Heavenly Origin Realm, couldn't understand at all what kind of terrifying power was contained in that seemingly casual wave.
Mo Yuan, suspended in mid-air, froze completely in his murderous intent at that moment.
His pupils contracted sharply to pinpoints.
As the one who made the move, he knew better than anyone the power of his attack, yet he never expected it to be so easily neutralized by the opponent.
Mo Yuan stared intently at the black-robed man below, his face extremely grim, his voice hoarse with shock. " Divine Sea Realm! Who... exactly are you?!"
The moment the words "Divine Sea Realm" were uttered, it was as if a boulder had been thrown into a calm lake.
" Divine Sea Realm? How is that possible! How could a second Divine Sea Realm appear in a remote place like Qingyang City!"
Nangong Wuhen, staggering back several steps, his face filled with disbelief.
He originally thought that Elder Mo Yuan's arrival meant he was the absolute ruler, but now, even an inconspicuous follower beside him was actually a Divine Sea Realm expert!
Aside from Wen Jiao and the woman in the yellow dress, the only one who showed no surprise was Chu Yunfei.
He loosened his grip on the silver needles in his pocket, dissipated the wildly surging spiritual energy within his body, and exhaled a long breath of stale air.
Knowing that the other party Divine Sea Realm expert in charge, the woman in the yellow dress still dared to step forward to protect him without any fear, and didn't even give face to the Heavenly Sword Sect.
From the very beginning, he guessed that the other party definitely had a trump card to contend with the Divine Sea Realm.
Now it seems that this was indeed the case.
The man in black lowered his arm, remaining silent.
He stood quietly beside the woman in the yellow dress, like a piece of withered wood, but a faint yet unfathomable aura had already quietly locked onto Mo Yuan in mid-air.
Mo Yuan felt as if he were being stared at by a ferocious beast, and a bead of cold sweat involuntarily appeared on his forehead.
He could sense that if he dared to make any further moves, he would be met with a devastating and swift death.
at this time.
The woman in the yellow dress put down the strand of hair she was holding.
She slowly raised her head, her gaze calmly fixed on Mo Yuan through the pale yellow veil.
"To teach me manners on behalf of my elders?"
His tone was laced with undisguised mockery, and his cold voice echoed throughout the hall, "Just a mere elder from your Heavenly Sword Sect?"
You are not worthy.
These extremely domineering words, backed by the strength of the Divine Sea Realm, struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.
The way all the forces looked at the Heavenly Sword Sect members completely changed. The myth that they had once considered invincible crumbled at this moment.
Mo Yuan's face turned ashen, his cheeks burning with pain, as if he had been slapped hard several times in public.
To think that he, a powerful expert at the Divine Sea Realm, was called an old dog to his face today, and now he is being humiliated by a mere woman.
But he dared not make any rash moves.
The black-robed man's aura locked onto him, making him feel like he had a thorn in his side.
His mind was racing.
To be able to bring along Divine Sea Realm expert as an attendant, to dare to completely disregard the Heavenly Sword Sect, to be a member of the royal family, and to have that token in his hand...
Throughout the entire Great Qian Imperial Dynasty, there was no young woman who fit this age, this demeanor, and was qualified to hold the token.
Suddenly, Mo Yuan seemed to realize something, his expression changed abruptly, and even his voice changed tone.
"You are... Princess Ling Xueyao of the Great Qian Imperial Dynasty!"