Chapter 235

The air above Primordial Origin Peak within a radius of a hundred li was suffused with purple, yellow, and red three-colored light, as if the void had become chaotic.

A powerful pressure bore down on the entire mountain gate of Tianyuan Sect.

Spiritual power fluctuations surged like a rolling thunder dragon without cease.

Tens of thousands of disciples of the sect rushed out of their rooms, raising their heads in terror to gaze at the sky.

In midair, Sect Leader Zhenxuan, Bai Zhizhen, Lan Wuyan, Liu Hanchun, Bao Budì, and others silently watched.

Just then, amidst the three-colored light high above, a huge black cloud suddenly appeared, with thunder and lightning howling within the cloud.

Below, Primordial Origin Peak suddenly dimmed, and then 'darkness' began to spread outward.

An indescribable pressure filled the hearts of all Tianyuan Sect disciples.

'It's actually tribulation clouds! No need to be so exaggerated!' exclaimed Five Goats Peak Master Bai Chun San.

Sect Leader Zhenxuan nodded: 'Nascent Soul takes myriad forms; the triple-colored divine Nascent Soul is one of the top states, and in antiquity it was the foundation for becoming an immortal!'

'I think we should let the disciples hide!' Bai Zhizhen waved her sleeves and shouted downwards: 'Disciples of Primordial Origin Peak, evacuate immediately!'

'Yes!' The three thousand Primordial Origin Peak disciples who had already gathered, under the lead of a group of ordinary elders, swiftly flew out of the peak.

Just then, from deep within the main hall of Primordial Origin Peak came a reprimand: 'Ninth Junior Sister, gathering your Nascent Soul, don't doze off!'

Doze off？！！！

Zhenxuan, Lan Wuyan, and the others exchanged a glance, each seeing a hint of surprise in the other's eyes.

Breaking through to Nascent Soul is a major event, yet Nangong Liluo is dozing off?

Are you crazy?

'I know already!' a lazy voice replied.

As the voice fell, the three-colored light in the sky suddenly gathered, slowly condensing into three clusters of spiritual light, which slowly merged, and in an instant formed a tiny three-colored figure.

His features were identical to Nangong Liluo's, radiating brilliant three-colored light.

As soon as it appeared, an overwhelming, matchless pressure spread outward.

Bai Zhizhen, Bai Chun San, Bao Budì, and the other peak masters' faces slightly changed: 'What terrifying Nascent Soul power!'

'Silence! The triple-colored divine Nascent Soul's lightning tribulation has arrived!' Sect Leader Zhenxuan said with his hands behind his back.

Crack!

Sure enough, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl's mouth struck down instantly.

Only to see the three-colored Nascent Soul suddenly leap up and shout loudly: 'Damn!'

Bang!

The lightning dissipated.

However, the tribulation clouds above did not disperse; they gathered again, swirling and tumbling, growing larger and larger until they spread over the entire sect.

This terrifying phenomenon made hearts tremble.

Sect Leader Zhenxuan rubbed his forehead: 'Oh the karma! Senior Brother Kuoqing helped her a great deal; look, it seems they're planning to split Senior Brother Kuoqing's Primordial Origin Peak with lightning!'

Liu Hanchun gave a dry laugh: 'Let's jointly use Nascent Soul power to protect the mountain peak formation!'

That's exactly right!

More than ten people immediately acted together, each projecting a strand of Nascent Soul power that clung to the grand formation of Primordial Origin Peak.

Just then,

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Five bolts of lightning struck down simultaneously.

For a moment, even the air was scorched and twisted.

And that triple-colored divine Nascent Soul once again rose to meet the lightning.

Boom——

The entire sky exploded into a web of lightning spanning a hundred li, completely submerging the triple-colored Nascent Soul!

As the lightning fell, about to strike Primordial Origin Peak, it was barely blocked by the mana of the sect leader and more than ten peak masters.

The electric light flushed the astonished faces of tens of thousands of Tianyuan Sect disciples red.

Afterward, the lightning faded away bit by bit.

'Ninth Junior Sister, are you alright?'

Sect Leader Zhenxuan, Bao Budì, and the others looked toward the triple-colored Nascent Soul amidst the lightning.

Until the last bolt of lightning vanished, the three-colored 'little person' suddenly emitted a radiance of ten thousand zhang and whooshed back down to the main hall of Primordial Origin Peak.

Soon, the black clouds dispersed, and a clear sky stretching ten thousand li returned.

A figure darted out from within Primordial Origin Peak, clad in white robes, with flowing hair, graceful posture, exquisite features, and jade-like skin, seeming to shimmer with the sacred radiance after breaking through to Nascent Soul.

The whole person seemed like a fairy descending to the mortal realm.

Sect Leader Zhenxuan, the True Person, was slightly taken aback, a hint of tenderness flashing deep in his eyes.

Bao Budì stared, murmuring: 'That peerlessly beautiful Ninth Junior Sister from back then… seems to have returned!'

At this moment, Nangong Liluo arrived before them, smiled slightly, bowed, and said: 'Thank you, Sect Leader Senior Brother and all the senior brothers and sisters for your help; I will first return to the peak to rest, and later I will visit each of you in turn.'

Speaking, she waved her sleeves and departed gracefully.

Her words and deeds were indescribably fitting and gentle.

The sect leader and the others stood stunned in midair.

Lan Wuyan murmured: 'It's a bit hard to get used to!'

Bai Chun San frowned slightly: 'I have a bad premonition.'

Bao Bu Tian nodded: 'Me too.'

Just as his words fell, a towering surge of aura erupted from the direction of Bitter Willow Peak, and immediately the gentle, water-like Ninth Junior Sister rushed back to attack.

Just this time the gentleness is gone, she rolled up her sleeves to reveal arms like tender white lotus, shouldered her snow-white law blade like a door plank, and roared: 'I believed your evil! You immortals, give me your lives!'

'Master, please don't, Master!' Ye Batian followed behind, desperately pleading.

'Cough cough...' Sect Leader Zhen Xuan coughed a few times: 'Junior sister, speak properly; as a Nascent Soul cultivator, you know heavenly principle and human ethics, cause and effect—why get angry?'

Nangong Liluo's great blade pointed fiercely at a crowd, bringing a terrifying blade shadow: 'Where is my little disciple?'

Bai Zhenzhen waved her whisk, coldly saying: 'Your disciple is treacherous and unprincipled, colluding with ancient demons, harming fellow disciples—already expelled from the sect by word!'

Bai Chun San also said: 'The capital of Sang Guo has seen over five thousand killed by his schemes, and many disciples have died at his hands on Five Goats Peak—this wretch is utterly unforgivable!'

Bullshit!

Nangong Liluo shouted angrily: 'He's just a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old kid from Donglan Small City, his background spotless—what does he know about colluding with ancient demons?'

How could his Qi Sea Realm cultivation possibly collude with ancient demons? What grudge does he have with those five thousand that he'd trick them to death?

I clearly see being forced by some scum inside the sect!

Besides, you and other immortal geezers of the sect can't handle the ancient demons, so you pin the blame on this kid!

As sect elders, you neither cultivate creation nor protect sect disciples—unworthy as teachers, unworthy as elders! Die!

Speaking, the door-plank law blade gathered the sky's dark clouds, and struck down with a single blow.

'I still have things to do, I'm leaving first!' The Sect Leader coughed, flashed, and rushed straight to Thousand Shou Peak.

'Ah, uh, I have things to do too!'

'Me too!'

All the peak lords flashed away in unison, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Boom—

A lone peak below was split clean in two.

Disciples from all peaks jumped in fright, then scattered in an instant.

Don't go!

Nangong Liluo roared: 'Bai Zhenzhen, don't think I don't know—you petty, narrow-minded wretch, over your few disciples' affairs, you let that slut Tong Quezi ambush and kill my disciple on the way!'

Also, Lan Wuyan, you effeminate bastard, clearly knowing that your disciples Song Rufeng and others have grudges against my disciple, yet you neither mediate nor intervene!

Your disciples are disciples, but mine aren't considered disciples?!

Zhen Xuan, you're the worst!

The angrier she got, she flashed to the front of the Taiyi Hall on Thousand Shou Peak, hovering midair, blade pointing at the hall: 'Zhen Xuan! Come out!'

The chief peak disciples before the Taiyi Hall scattered in an instant.

No one spoke inside the hall.

'Zhen Xuan! Come out!' Nangong Liluo shouted again.

'Ah! Uh...'

The fifth-ranked on the Heavenly Ranking, Xu Qianmen, cautiously stepped out of the hall door, bowing respectfully: 'Ninth Uncle-master, my master is in closed-door cultivation!'

"Shut up, you oily-headed, powder-faced little brat, old lady finds you annoying—get lost!"

Nangong Liluo struck down with a single blade.

(End of chapter)