Chapter 33: What Empress, Get Down on the Ground for This Old Man

The speaker was naturally Li Qingran.

The wine cup in his hand remained intact as before; he drank his liquor calmly, forming a stark contrast with the three Huo family members who stood frozen in place.

Huo Zhongjue was wild with joy: "Master Li, you weren't locked by the Spatial Lock?!"

This meant that Li Qingran's cultivation was at least on par with Jiao QiuShui.

They still had hope of defeating Jiao QiuShui!

"Little brat, you actually managed to break free from This Empress's Spatial Lock?" Jiao QiuShui was quite surprised, but there wasn't the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on this young man.

It seems he has special means to conceal his cultivation and break the Spatial Lock.

But Jiao QiuShui wasn't worried at all — how strong could such a young lad be?

Could he really press her down and grind her into the ground on the spot?

Jiao QiuShui licked her lips and laughed with domineering arrogance: "The male consort this Sea Jiao Empress has set her eyes on has never been unobtainable — do I still need your consent?"

Li Qingran shook his head: "You're only fit to wash my feet — barely counts as a professional match."

She's too old, and the seafood stench is too heavy — can't stomach it.

"You're playing with fire!"

Jiao QiuShui only felt her dignity had been challenged — a majestic empress, she had always been served by others kneeling before her.

Now someone actually said she was only fit to wash feet — how arrogant and overbearing.

Huo Peiting couldn't move, listening to the dialogue by her ear, admiration couldn't help but rise in her heart.

"Master Li actually dares to openly challenge the Sea Jiao Empress — so hard, so like it!"

She believed Li Qingran definitely had trump cards to contend with the Sea Jiao Empress.

Such a powerful and handsome man made her heart flutter involuntarily.

"I'll break your four limbs, leaving only the fifth!"

A cruel smile touched Jiao QiuShui's eyes; spiritual power circulated, and a massive Sea Jiao phantom coalesced around her.

In an instant, Jiao QiuShui transformed into an azure giant, water spiritual power swirling around her.

Inside the private room, wild qi surged suddenly, and cracks appeared on the floor one after another.

A Ninth-Rank Spirit Master — if Jiao QiuShui hadn't deliberately controlled her power, the entire Black Sea Hotel would have been reduced to ruins.

The massive tail whipped out, like a streak of flowing light flashing past, sweeping fiercely toward Li Qingran's legs.

The three Huo family members felt this terrifying momentum, their faces horrified.

A seemingly simple strike — Huo Zhongjue admitted to himself that if he faced it, he would undoubtedly die.

"Freeze."

Li Qingran snapped his fingers, sitting in his chair, not even standing up.

Jiao QiuShui stood frozen in place, her eyes full of disbelief.

She maintained her tail-swinging attack posture; her blue spiritual power-wrapped tail was less than an inch from Li Qingran's body.

"You, you're a Spirit Venerable!" Jiao QiuShui cried out in alarm.

Spirit Venerable, one to nine stars, can grasp and wield the power of space.

The youth before her, casually and without any warning, directly froze her in an instant — absolutely he had used the power of space.

Only now did Jiao QiuShui realize what stupid thing she was doing.

She actually took the initiative to flirt with and provoke a Spirit Venerable.

Spirit Master and Spirit Venerable — the two are worlds apart.

A Spirit Master is enough to become a top-tier power's honored guest, honorary elder.

But a Spirit Venerable represents one who already has the qualifications to found a sect, establish a clan — a core figure of a top-tier power.

Li Qingran waved a hand casually, like swatting a fly: "Get down and stay down for me."

"Ah!"

Jiao QiuShui let out a muffled groan, slammed face-down on the ground.

Inside the private room, even the floor made of special materials couldn't withstand that astonishing force.

Cracks spread like a spiderweb, shocking to behold.

Jiao QiuShui's face pressed against the ground, blood flowing from her features.

Her round buttocks pointed upward, like a dead dog, unable to move.

A deep sense of powerlessness surged in her heart.

She knew the Spirit Masters' main combat method was to summon Guardian Spirits to fight directly.

Yet this youth didn't even deign to summon a Guardian Spirit — a light, floating slap knocked her to the ground in a humiliating posture.

Jiao QiuShui couldn't believe how terrifying the youth's Guardian Spirit would be.

"Master Li is a Spirit Venerable!"

"He's a Spirit Venerable?"

"Spirit Venerable Master!"

All three of the Huo family were astonished beyond measure.

Especially Huo Yichen — originally he already held a skeptical attitude toward Li Qingran being a Spirit Master.

But now, seeing Li Qingran easily subdue Jiao QiuShui, Huo Yichen's inner doubts vanished completely in an instant, replaced by shock and reverence.

Huo Peiting's heart surged — originally Li Qingran being a Spirit Master was already explosive enough, now her heart was struck once again.

"A Spirit Venerable Master under twenty — doesn't that mean he broke the record of the Three Great Generals of China ascending to Spirit Venerable!"

Thinking of this, Huo Peiting was even more shaken: this meant Li Qingran's talent was even more monstrous than the Three Great Generals of China.

Huo Zhongjue was both shocked and excited — his decision to have the entire Huo family befriend Li Qingran was incomparably correct.

Huo Zhongjue believes that, given time, Li Qingran will inevitably surpass the Three Great Generals of Huaxia; when that time comes, the Huo family will surely ride the momentum to soar to the heavens.

The premise is that the Huo family establishes an inseparable relationship with Li Qingran.

Xiao Pei, you must work hard!

Jiao Qiushui maintained a kneeling-prostrate posture; the lofty, empress-like arrogance from before was nowhere to be seen.

Although she was at the peak of a Ninth-Rank Spirit Master, only a single step away from a Spirit Venerable.

But this step was like a heavenly moat, shattering her plan to avenge her son tonight.

This was a completely one-sided exchange; there wasn't the slightest chance of victory.

Jiao Qiushui felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

What a joke — she actually wanted a Spirit Venerable as her male consort; just thinking about it made her shudder with fear.

"Run! Must run right now! Otherwise I'll die here tonight!"

Jiao Qiushui's eyes rolled; thinking of Li Qingran's cold, ruthless, untemptable appearance, she instantly made up her mind.

She suddenly bit her tongue, essence blood surged up, and she activated a secret technique that only the shark-people royal clan could perform.

In the next instant, Jiao Qiushui's aura suddenly skyrocketed.

Relying on the secret technique's power, she briefly possessed strength infinitely close to a Spirit Venerable.

Whatever secret technique side effects — none of them were a problem.

"I can move."

Jiao Qiushui sprang up and lunged at the floor-to-ceiling window; as long as she entered the Black Sea, she would be safe!

Li Qingran smiled mockingly: "Want to run? Stay right here for me!"

The incident happened suddenly; all three of Huo Zhongjue's group were terrified, completely focused on the scene before them.

Bang!

The floor-to-ceiling window's glass shattered into pieces.

Jiao Qiushui's speed was terrifyingly fast.

In the blink of an eye she had burst through the window; at this life-or-death moment, her potential exploded: "Hahaha... I'm saved!"

Jiao Qiushui had never, like at this very moment, longed to embrace the ocean and become the Sea King.

However, right at this moment, a terrifying suction force came from behind.

"Demon God Refining Art, Devour."

Li Qingran stood proudly, extending a palm.

In his palm was a black vortex.

Demon spirit power trembled; even the private room's ceiling was being continuously devoured.

Whirr whirr whirr!

"No!"

Jiao Qiushui's figure froze; her life and spirit power transformed into the most primal energy...

In the end, not even her bones remained; she was devoured completely clean.

The three of Huo Zhongjue's group watched, shaken to the core: "So this is a Spirit Venerable!"