Nothing but an Ant, Killed with One Finger
The Innate Eighth Level!
Awe and fear were written all over everyone's faces!
Liu Chengfeng's confidence returned instantly!
He looked at the man in blue robes who was still holding the beauty, and his arrogant and cruel smile returned to his face.
"Kid," he said in a condescending tone, "Now, I'm giving you one last chance."
"Kneel down and present this woman to me personally."
"Then, he severed his own limbs and crawled out of the city from there."
"Otherwise, Uncle Fu will show you what it means to wish you were dead!"
He was already fantasizing about how he should "enjoy" that naturally alluring and stunningly beautiful enchantress.
However, his response was neither pleading for mercy nor anger.
It's just a single, simple finger.
Dongfang Yueming didn't even bother to glance at him. Instead, he calmly pointed a finger at the imposing "Uncle Fu" behind him.
"Laugh--!"
There was no earth-shattering spectacle, no dazzling special effects.
There was only one, incredibly fast, gray finger-like wind that seemed capable of piercing through space and time.
For the first time, an indescribable look of horror and disbelief appeared in Uncle Fu's cloudy eyes!
He didn't even have a moment to react!
That gray finger gust of wind had already silently pierced through his brow.
The expression on his face froze completely.
The light in his eyes quickly dimmed.
A great master at the Innate Eighth Level, just like that, fell silently.
The entire venue fell into an eternal, deathly silence once again.
The smile on Liu Chengfeng's face froze completely.
He slowly turned his head and looked at the familiar corpse that was slowly falling backward; his mind went blank.
[Uncle Fu... is... dead?!]
[One... one finger?!]
"Boom--!"
This thought struck his mind like a world-destroying thunderbolt!
Extreme fear, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed all his reason!
"No... impossible!" he screamed hysterically, all traces of his previous arrogance gone, replaced by fear from the depths of his soul!
He watched the figure slowly walking towards him, his body trembling like a leaf!
"You... you stay away!" he roared, his voice a mixture of bravado and fear, as he retreated. "My... my father is the master of the Wind and Moon Pavilion! He's a Foundation Establishment expert! If you kill me, the Wind and Moon Pavilion will never let you get away with it!"
"The Wind and Moon Pavilion?"
Nestled in Dongfang Yueming's arms, Su Wurao frowned slightly upon hearing the name and whispered, "Senior, I've never heard of you. I suppose you're just some insignificant, third-tier power."
Dongfang Yueming's icy gaze fell on Liu Chengfeng.
Liu Chengfeng felt as if he were being completely locked onto by an ancient god of death!
He could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground with a thud, his crotch wet and hot.
Just then, a gentle voice suddenly rang out.
"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy."
A middle-aged woman dressed in the attire of the Rainbow Skirt Pavilion, with a gentle and graceful demeanor, slowly walked out from the crowd.
The moment Liu Chengfeng saw this person, it was as if he had grasped at his last straw. He scrambled and hid behind her!
"Manager Li! Help me! Please help me!"
Seemingly feeling safe, Liu Chengfeng reverted to his arrogant nature, pointing at Dongfang Yueming and roaring hysterically, "I'm telling you! My father is Foundation Establishment expert! You lowly commoner, you're dead!"
The Manager Li, watched this scene with a hint of helplessness in her eyes. She cupped her hands in a gesture of respect to Dongfang Yueming and said, "Fellow Daoist, it's best to be lenient when possible. Young Master Liu is young and impetuous; I hope you will spare him for the sake of my Rainbow Skirt Pavilion."
Upon hearing this, Su Wurao's pretty face turned cold, and she was about to take out the token of the Pleasure Sect.
Dongfang Yueming simply patted her hand gently, stopping her.
"Hahaha!" Seeing this, Liu Chengfeng assumed the other party was scared and laughed even more triumphantly. "Kid! You're smart! Now, bring that woman to me right now! And kowtow a hundred times! This young master might consider just breaking your limbs!"
A hint of displeasure flashed across Manager Li's face. But she also felt that although this young man was powerful, he would ultimately be no match for a behemoth like the Wind and Moon Pavilion.
After all, she herself was a genuine Foundation Establishment First Layer expert!
However, the next moment, Dongfang Yueming simply raised his hand calmly.
He gathered the power of Dao-Grade Innate and pointed a finger at Liu Chengfeng, who was still laughing wildly.
An intensely dense, chilling gray light suddenly erupted!
First-tier top-level spiritual technique - Metal Wind Annihilation Slash!
"Stop!"
Manager Li was horrified!
She never dreamed that the other party would dare to kill her right in front of her!
She tried to stop it, but was horrified to discover that she... didn't even have time to react!
That speed and power were completely unlike what an ordinary first-tier spirit spell should be!
"Laugh--!"
Liu Chengfeng's laughter abruptly stopped.
His body, along with his soul, was completely erased by the gray light containing the meaning of annihilation, turning into dust that filled the sky.
"You... you..."
Manager Li stared blankly at the scene, his eyes filled with a shock that words could not describe!
[How... how dare he?!]
[And... I... I didn't even react?!]
[I'm a genuine ' Low-Grade Foundation Establishment ' cultivator! Although I'm only at the initial stage, I'm definitely not someone an ordinary Innate can contend with!]
Dongfang Yueming slowly withdrew his hand, his calm gaze falling on her.
"You have an objection?"