Exploded with a Single Glance

Boom!

With a single Gale Fist, a whirlwind howled across the heavens and earth. Even before the powerful force of the punch landed, the overwhelming pressure sent shivers down one's spine.

Qin Qin stood still, slowly raised her hand, and gently removed her blindfold.

The moment the image of the Gale Fist appeared in her eyes, time seemed to stand still, and the howling wind also stopped.

The cultivators of the Twin Kings Society all looked at Gale Fist with puzzled expressions, and a question arose in their minds: Why didn't the Eighteenth Leader kill this woman?

But soon everyone knew the answer: the instant the fist's force dissipated, a black and white light engulfed the Gale Fist until it vanished again.

Silence. The surroundings were so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The cultivators of the Twin Kings Society were so shocked that their eyes practically popped out of their sockets.

The Gale Fist is hailed as the number one master below Nirvana in this vast desert.

In the end, he was gone after that woman only glanced at him.

Who are these guys, and why are they here?

After Qin Qin dealt with the Gale Fist, she slowly put on her blindfold and said calmly, "Retreat or die."

Upon hearing this, not a single cultivator from the Twin Kings Society dared to utter a word, and they instinctively stepped back.

"Brilliant, truly brilliant! I've roamed the desert for many years, and this is the first time I've ever seen such heterochromatic eyes. Your background must be extraordinary, right?"

A voice tinged with admiration suddenly came from the sky, followed by a man who walked through the air with a large sword at his waist. Just by standing above the crowd, he exuded immense pressure.

Who are you?

Qin Qin asked.

The newcomer said unhurriedly, "I am one of the masters of this Twin Kings Society, the Great Desert Cold Blade King!"

"So you are one of the Twin Kings. I am Qin Qin, a disciple of Half-Saint Chu of the Dao Dao-Seeking Academy, known to the world as the White-Robed Zither Demon."

Qin Qin's tone remained as cold and aloof as ever.

The White-Robed Zither Demon!

The cultivators of the Twin Kings Society changed their expressions drastically upon hearing this title. Although the Great Desert was located in the northwest of the Profound Heaven Continent, it was not entirely ignorant of what was happening outside.

Moreover, the White-Robed Zither Demon achieved his fame by stepping on the disciples of the Great Evolution Holy Land.

Everyone glanced instinctively at the guqin she was holding, and their belief in the title deepened.

Even the Great Desert Cold Blade showed a hint of surprise on his face. In his memory, the White-Robed Zither Demon had a deadly feud with the Great Evolution Holy Land and would basically never leave the Dao-Seeking Academy.

How could it appear in the vast desert Wanli away?

But is there really anyone in this world who would dare to impersonate a disciple of the Dao-Seeking Academy?

"What proof do you have that you are the legendary White-Robed Zither Demon of the Qin?"

Instead of making a move, the Great Desert Cold Blade tentatively asked a question.

Before Qin Qin could speak, a slightly amused voice came from the crowd.

"Brother, you're being too cautious. You believe this little girl just because she says she's the White-Robed Zither Demon? If we let her go because of that, how will our Twin Kings Society ever establish itself in the desert again?"

Upon hearing this, Great Desert Cold Blade's face showed displeasure. He turned his head and saw a burly monk with a round belly walking out from the crowd.

The man wasn't walking fast, but with each step he took, the ground trembled.

"Old Six Prince, when did it become your place to interrupt me?"

Although Great Desert Cold Blade's tone was calm, everyone could hear his dissatisfaction.

The Old Six laughed and said, "Brother, don't be angry. I just think that a bunch of juniors don't need you to go to such lengths. Who cares about their background? I can just kill them all. Even if this woman is a disciple of the Holy Land, as long as there are no survivors, who will know that we did it? Besides, their sudden appearance in the heart of our Twin Dragons Society is suspicious in itself."

Upon hearing this, Great Desert Cold Blade subconsciously narrowed his eyes and said, "Alright, I'll leave these juniors to you. With your Iron Dhuta Nirvana Realm cultivation, Iron Head Monk, dealing with a group of Dao Integration and Spirit Nurturing juniors shouldn't be a problem."

Iron Dhuta patted his chest. "Don't worry, Brother, I definitely won't let you down."

After saying that, he took a step forward, raised his hand, and beckoned to Xiao Chen and his group with his finger. "Juniors, come at me all at once, let me, Iron Dhuta, see the methods of your Dao-Seeking Academy."

"Hehe."

From the crowd, Cao Youqian chuckled, "Iron Dhuta, is it? Why would we all need to attack you together? Since you want to see the methods of our Miscellaneous Dao Institute, then I, Cao Youqian, will grant your wish!"

"Unrivaled Tyrant Fist!"

Is it really him?

"Probably not. Apart from him, no other young person of his generation is this arrogant."

The members of the Twin Kings Society were buzzing with discussion, and every word reached Iron Dhuta's ears. However, he was not afraid when he heard the other party's name; on the contrary, he became even more excited.

He was originally a monk who had broken his vows, and after fleeing to the desert, he lived a life of constant danger, not even knowing how many disciples of prestigious sects he had killed.

Iron Dhuta laughed and said, "Unrivaled Tyrant Fist, is it? I've heard that you Peerless divine fists. Today, I'll see if your fists can break my Jin Gang Indestructibility body!"

"That's interesting."

Cao Youqian stretched his limbs. "Since you're so eager to die, then come on! But we can't really fight here. How about we battle in the air?"

"Good!!!"

Iron Dhuta, utterly unafraid, leaped into the sky, with Cao Youqian close behind.

Rumble!!!

The two immediately engaged in a brutal exchange of blows, accompanied by a deafening roar that echoed through the sky.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen also stepped into the air and flew away, locking his gaze on the Great Desert Cold Blade.

"Young man, are you perhaps planning a sneak attack?"

Great Desert Cold Blade squinted at Xiao Chen, his hand already on the hilt of his sword. The group of young people in front of him gave him a very strange feeling.

As far as she knew, Unrivaled Tyrant Fist was just a junior cultivator who Spirit Nurturing a few years ago, but now he has actually become a Dao Integration cultivator.

Such a rapid pace of cultivation is simply astonishing; they must possess a great secret that no one knows about.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't tempted, but the Great Desert Cold Blade was quite shrewd and wouldn't do anything he wasn't entirely confident about. He had been waiting for the White Feather King to arrive.

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "No, I'm guarding against your sneak attack on Daqian."

"Um?"

A hint of impatience flashed in the eyes of the Great Desert Cold Blade, and he said sharply, "You brat, how dare you insult me!"

Xiao Chen remained expressionless and said, "Has my words hit the nail on the head?"

"Snort!"

The Great Desert Cold Blade snorted coldly, "No, I was waiting for someone, and now he has arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow flew rapidly towards this place from the horizon...