Chapter 178

Having his own anomalous phenomenon suppressed — even crushed — was a wretched experience unlike anything he had ever endured in his life!

"You... what kind of trick did you just use?!"

Pei Qingfeng forcibly suppressed the terror in his heart, hastily looked toward Jiang Daoxuan, and roared in fury.

Seeing this, Jiang Daoxuan shook his head; he could not be bothered to explain further — the other man was not even worthy of hearing it!

Immediately afterward, he activated the Kun Peng Treasure Art, his speed surging abruptly, causing his figure to vanish on the spot!

Pei Qingfeng started violently, yet could not locate where the other had gone.

However, just at that moment.

A chill swept in from behind him, making every hair on Pei Qingfeng's body stand on end; he spun around sharply and slashed his sword toward his rear!!

Bang!

A muffled thud rang out.

Pei Qingfeng stared in utter astonishment and discovered that the blade of the Dahe Sword was being gripped tightly by a single flawless, snow-white palm!

Beneath that single sword strike, he realized in horror that the other's palm had not so much as broken skin — not even a white mark had been left behind!

With merely a Star Wheel body, he had withstood a strike from his own upper-grade Earth-rank divine weapon — how could that possibly be?

This Jiang Daoxuan must be some kind of monster, right?!!

Pei Qingfeng's composure instantly collapsed!

Even as a Moon Wheel realm cultivator, well-versed and widely experienced in ordinary days, he was utterly unable to make sense of this scene!

However, while he stood dazed, Jiang Daoxuan certainly did not.

He saw his right hand's five fingers clamp tight around the Dahe Sword, his toes shifted, and he instantly unleashed a side kick that slammed straight into Pei Qingfeng's chest!

Crack—

A hair-raising sound of bone splintering rang out.

Pei Qingfeng's body was sent flying violently by that kick, blasted back over a thousand meters — even producing a piercing sonic boom — and slammed straight through a peak ten thousand zhang tall, unleashing an earth-shattering, deafening roar!!

Listening to the commotion echoing by his ear, Jiang Daoxuan smiled faintly.

Then, under the nearly petrified, dumbfounded gazes of the surrounding crowd, he casually flung the Dahe Sword he had seized; it shot forth, flew before Gu Xingjian, and embedded itself crosswise into the ground, trembling ceaselessly and emitting a piercing sword hum!

Staring at the Dahe Sword within arm's reach before him, Gu Xingjian's gaze was blank; deep within, he felt no joy whatsoever — only boundless shock!

He had never dreamed that the course of events could unfold in such a fantastical manner.

The Palace Master Pei, whom he had regarded as the embodiment of invincibility, had proven so utterly helpless before his own clan leader, completely unable to fight back!

He had even been toyed with at will, trampled without resistance.

Such a stark contrast was truly incomprehensibly astonishing!

Just as Gu Xingjian sank deep into shock and found himself at a loss.

A male voice, gentle as jade yet tinged with authority, suddenly rang out.

"Keep this sword safe."

Hearing the clan leader, my lord, speak, Gu Xingjian only just barely managed to pull himself back to his senses.

Immediately afterward, he forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, swallowed hard with extreme nervousness, and hurriedly nodded in reply.