Capturing a Serpent Single-Handed, Shaking All Directions
"Get out here...!"
The roar of the Golden Serpent Venerable echoed above Wuhe Immortal City, causing the city's protective array to hum. Golden mist surged everywhere, as if it would transform into billions of venomous snakes at any moment, devouring all the living beings in the city.
The monks in the city trembled, gazing at the sky in despair.
However, at this critical moment...
"It's so noisy."
A slightly languid voice, yet clearly piercing through the golden mist, drifted from the depths of the city lord's mansion.
Immediately afterwards.
A dashing figure in a green robe, hands behind his back, stepped slowly into the Xukong, his steps graceful and elegant.
He didn't release any earth-shattering pressure, but the moment he appeared, the surging golden poisonous mist seemed to encounter a natural enemy, automatically parting to the sides and making way for a Great Dao to Heaven Reaching.
Dongfang Yueming stood a hundred feet away from the Golden Serpent Venerable, his expression calm, as if he were looking at a rogue who had come to cause trouble.
"The people from the Soaring Cloud Pavilion seem to have poor memories."
He spoke calmly, "I spared one of your branch buildings last time, and this time... you actually dare to send people to their deaths?"
"You are Dongfang Yueming?"
The Golden Serpent Venerable narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in his vertical pupils.
He looked Dongfang Yueming up and down, only to find that the other party's aura was completely natural and unfathomable.
"Playing tricks!"
The Golden Serpent Venerable sneered, "No matter what trump cards you have, you're doomed to die today!"
"Hand over everything you stole from my Soaring Cloud Pavilion, and the opportunities you obtained! Perhaps I might consider extracting your soul, but not refining your spirit!"
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yueming's lips curled into a mocking smile.
"Want to?"
He beckoned with his finger.
"Come and get it."
"Court death!"
The Golden Serpent Venerable was furious!
As a powerful cultivator in the Late-stage Golden Immortal, he was a prominent figure in the entire Middle Immortal Realm. How could he have been so looked down upon by a junior?
"Since you insist on seeking death, then I will grant your wish!"
"Ten Thousand Serpents Devour the Heart!"
The superior-grade Dao artifact in his hand—the [Golden Serpent Sword]—trembled violently!
"Hiss hiss hiss--!"
The sword instantly disintegrated, transforming into 108,000 golden sword energies as thin as hair! Each sword energy transformed into a ferocious venomous snake, baring its fangs and sweeping towards Dongfang Yueming with overwhelming force!
This single strike was enough to instantly devour a towering mountain into nothingness!
The cultivators in the city who witnessed this scene all turned ashen-faced, and some even closed their eyes and awaited their death.
However.
Faced with this overwhelming tide of sword energy snakes, Dongfang Yueming didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
"Playing with swords? Or playing with gold?"
He gently shook his head.
"You played with metal in front of me... did you get my permission?"
Before he could finish speaking...
Dongfang Yueming slowly raised his right hand, and in his palm, a silver-white rune radiating an extremely Sharpness aura suddenly lit up!
[Middle Position - The Law of Metal (Perfection)]!
"Certainly."
He uttered a single word softly.
"Buzz--!"
The 108,000 ferocious golden venomous snakes suddenly froze when they were still three feet away from the Dongfang Yueming!
It was like a scene that had been paused; no matter how much the Golden Serpent Venerable channeled his magic, the sword energy remained completely still!
"What?!"
The Golden Serpent Venerable was shocked. "What happened?! My natal artifact... why has it lost contact?!"
"Return."
Dongfang Yueming flipped his palm and made a gentle gesture.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The 108,000 sword energies instantly turned against each other, regrouping into a golden longsword that obediently fell into Dongfang Yueming's palm, even emitting a flattering sword cry!
"This... this is impossible!"
The Golden Serpent Venerable's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves!
"Forcibly stripping control of one's natal artifact?! This is... suppression by the laws?!"
"You... you are Immortal Soldier who has comprehended the Law of Metal?!"
Fear instantly overwhelmed his reason!
Escape!
We must escape!
Without saying a word, the Golden Serpent Venerable burned his essence blood, transforming into a golden light as he tried to escape!
"We're already here, what's the rush?"
Dongfang Yueming took a step forward.
[Perfection, Law of Space, Shrink the Earth to an Inch!]
His figure vanished in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the Golden Serpent Venerable!
He slowly stretched out his hand, and that palm grew larger and larger in the eyes of the Golden Serpent Venerable, as if it covered the entire sky!
"No--!"
The Golden Serpent Venerable roared in despair, summoning all his protective magic treasures in an attempt to defend himself.
However, these magical treasures were as fragile as bubbles in front of Dongfang Yueming's [Origin Immortal Physique], which had been reforged with fifth-order immortal gold.
"Smack!"
A soft sound.
Dongfang Yueming's large hand casually gripped the Golden Serpent Venerable's neck.
It was like pinching a loach that had only truly transformed into a "little snake" at that moment.
"Uh... uh..."
The Golden Serpent Venerable struggled desperately as his feet left the ground, his terrifying Golden Immortal power completely suppressed by the opponent's domineering force, unable to even cause a ripple.
"Soul Search."
Dongfang Yueming's eyes were cold, and his immense Divine Sense pierced into the other's Sea of Consciousness like steel needles.
"Aaaaaah--!"
A piercing scream echoed through the sky.
A moment later, a look of realization flashed in Dongfang Yueming's eyes.
"So the headquarters of the Soaring Cloud Pavilion is in ' Cloud Mist Immortal City '... with three Immortal General stationed there, and a third-tier protective formation?"
"Their foundation is quite solid."
After the soul search was completed, the Golden Serpent Venerable's eyes rolled back, and he was foaming at the mouth, completely crippled.
"You can set off now."
Dongfang Yueming applied slight pressure to her hand.
"Puff!"
A cloud of blood mist exploded.
Late-stage Golden Immortal, utterly annihilated, body and soul!
Dongfang Yueming casually put away the other party's storage ring and glanced down.
At this very moment, the entire Wuhe Immortal City so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
All the cultivators looked up at the figure standing in the Xukong, their eyes filled with nothing but awe!
Capture Golden Immortal with a single hand, annihilate a powerful foe with a flick of the finger!
This is their... new city lord!
"From this day forward."
Dongfang Yueming's voice echoed throughout the city.
"Wuhe Immortal City, I call the shots."
"If anyone disagrees, come and fight!"