Chapter 1085

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

"Th-this... how could this be possible?"

"Sect Master Cao's Jingyuan Mountain Chariot was refined in the Yunhua Realm for over a hundred years!"

"The Fire Phoenix can incinerate even Spirit Transformation cultivators to ashes, so how could it be..."

"Defeated with just one hand?"

The former members of the Dongting Immortal Sect were all dumbfounded now.

Their voices naturally could not escape Zhao Lie's ears.

Pity he no longer had the mind to listen, because he himself was also digesting the same fact.

They knew better than anyone how strong Chao Jin was.

Two hundred years ago, Chao Jin was already at the late stage of Spirit Transformation.

Since then, he had secluded himself in the Yunhua Realm for over a hundred years to refine the Jingyuan Mountain Chariot, fusing the Fire Phoenix and the Mountain Chariot into one; his strength had long since approached the threshold of Void Refinement.

This was also the confidence behind their daring to come out of the Yunhua Realm and attempt to take over the Tianyuan Realm.

But now, this confidence was crushed by Xu Zhangqing with a single hand.

At this moment, Zhao Lie, or rather most people, finally understood.

Understood why Xu Zhangqing could become the Sect Master of the Azure Wood Immortal Sect.

Understood why an elder powerhouse like Xuan Yan would willingly step down to the position of Supreme Elder.

It wasn't because these people had gone insane, but because Xu Zhangqing's strength had already reached a level they could not comprehend.

Strong enough for Xuan Yan to willingly yield his position, strong enough for Mo Qiu Shui to be wholeheartedly convinced, strong enough for the Seven Peaks to reunite.

This cohesion wasn't grown by farming; it was struck out by strength.

And among those who understood this point was also Chao Jin.

He stood at the very front of the crowd, the expression on his face having already changed from furious rage to dull stupor.

At this moment his lips moved, as if repeatedly chewing on a fact he could not swallow.

He himself had already touched the threshold of the Void Refinement stage; the combination of the Jingyuan Mountain Chariot and the Fire Phoenix, logically speaking, was sufficient to suppress and kill any Spirit Transformation cultivator.

Therefore, when Chao Jin walked out of the Yunhua Realm, he was full of vigor and high spirits, feeling that even if he could not sweep across the entire Tianyuan Realm, at the very least he could walk sideways in the Eastern Domain.

But now, he was deterred by someone else with a single hand.

Chao Jin's gaze stared dead at Xu Zhangqing, his throat emitting a few muffled syllables, as if wanting to say something, yet unable to form a complete sentence no matter what.

He wanted to ask "Just what is your cultivation realm?"

Wanted to ask "How could you possibly do this?"

Wanted to ask "Just what divine ability is that hand of yours?"

But these words were stuck in his throat; not a single word could be spat out.

At this very moment, in truth, a vague answer had already formed in his heart.

Someone capable of achieving this level must have a cultivation realm of at least Void Refinement.

However, this answer robbed Chao Jin of even the courage to open his mouth.

Two hundred years' time?

Void Refinement?

Or farming?

Either I've gone mad!

Or the whole world has gone mad!

He was unwilling to believe, but had no choice but to believe.

Every single spirit pattern on the Jingyuan Mountain Chariot was personally engraved by him.

Every single trace of karma fire of the Fire Phoenix was also personally refined by him.

The connection between these two, even a Void Refinement cultivator could not possibly sever in an instant.

Yet Xu Zhangqing not only severed it, but also simultaneously suppressed both within three feet of his palm.

This is not a means a Spirit Transformation cultivator should possess, nor even a means a Void Refinement cultivator should possess.

Chao Jin knew he had lost.

Lost utterly, lost with absolutely no power to fight back.

Qin Baili was the first to laugh out loud; his laughter was not loud, yet carried the refreshing satisfaction of raising one's eyebrows and exhaling. While staring at Chao Jin's face alternating between green and white, he mocked: "What did you guys say just now?

What 'any random cat or dog'?

What 'farmstead'?

Come come come... say it again!"

Lin Feng stood beside Qin Baili; although he didn't laugh so flamboyantly, the corners of his mouth also couldn't help but curl upward.

"Hmph!"

Li Chuan let out a cold snort: "Saying we acknowledged a farming guy as Sect Master?

You go find one who can suppress the Jingyuan Mountain Chariot with a single hand and show us!"

Li Sancai was not good with words, merely letting out two 'hehe' laughs; however, the content contained in those two laughs was more than any words.

Mo Qiu Shui did not laugh, merely coldly watching Chao Jin, her gaze calm.

He didn't need to mock; the facts themselves were already enough to slap the face.

Back then, when Chao Jin carried the Jingyuan Mountain carriage and hid in the Yunhua Realm, how righteous and confident he was.

Now, carrying the Jingyuan Mountain carriage and walking out, he couldn't even last a single breath.

This contrast itself was the best counterattack.

Xuan Yan stood behind the crowd, his aged face showing little expression.

It looked as if he had known the outcome long ago.

Xu Zhangqing walked calmly to Chao Jin's front, then stopped his steps.

He still had the appearance of someone who had just walked out of the Spirit Field.

Sleeves rolled up to his forearms, fresh black mud on his boots.

Neither releasing pressure nor deliberately displaying a posture, just like an old farmer.

The two of you looked at me, I looked at you, staring at each other for a good while.

"Chao Jin."

After a long time, Xu Zhangqing opened his mouth, voice very calm: "Back then, when you carried the Jingyuan Mountain carriage to confront the Demon God, I admired you greatly.

I even felt that you becoming the Dongting Sect Master was only natural.

The Chao Jin of that time was a person with true blood and spirit."

He paused, his tone without any change: "Remembering your past merits, and that there is no deep hatred between us.

You go!"

Upon hearing this, Chao Jin trembled all over, muttering: "Go where?"

"Wherever you want to go."

Xu Zhangqing waved his hand indifferently: "You are no longer the Sect Master of the Dongting Immortal Sect, nor can you represent the Qingmu Immortal Sect.

From now on, you are merely a Loose Cultivator!"

Qin Baili frowned, seeming to want to say something, but was gently tugged on the sleeve by Lin Feng, therefore swallowing the words back.

Xu Zhangqing looked at Chao Jin's pale face, silent for a moment, then sighed a breath:

"Sigh~"

When it comes down to it, he truly couldn't bring himself to strike.

It wasn't because Chao Jin didn't deserve to die; if it were any other person, carrying a great killing weapon to block someone's door and swagger, being slapped to death by a palm would only count as getting what they deserved.

But Chao Jin was different.

This person, over a hundred years ago, was someone Xu Zhangqing had particularly revered.

Not revering cultivation, not revering identity.

But revering his daring to drive the Jingyuan Mountain carriage and charge at the Demon God's blood and spirit.

The Chao Jin of that time made Xu Zhangqing feel the Dongting Immortal Sect was truly worthy of being an Immortal Sect.

Now, this person has become unrecognizable, his blood and spirit long corroded by power and arrogance.

However, a Spirit Transformation cultivator is crucial to the current Tianyuan Realm.

The Lu Chen Yuan Rebellion, the Wu Sheng Chong Mu Rebellion, plus the Demon God Rebellion.

Because of these matters, the Tianyuan Realm's experts have suffered losses of more than half.

Therefore, even if this person is disappointing again, he has more value than becoming a corpse.

Xu Zhangqing withdrew his gaze from Chao Jin, without turning his head, threw down a sentence: "Zhao Lie, you all are the same.

Those willing to stay, the Qingmu Immortal Sect naturally accepts.

And those unwilling to stay, can leave right now."

Finished speaking, he walked step by step toward the Spirit Field Ridge, passing through those spirit rice plants slightly wilted from high temperature scorching, straightened a few fallen seedlings, then continued forward.

Until he surpassed the Dongting Immortal Sect's people.

Surpassed the Qingmu Immortal Sect's people.

Ultimately, between heaven and earth only he remained alone!