Chapter 341: Head-on Confrontation

"Bang~"

"Bang, bang, bang~"

"Bang~"

Hua Liulang was the first to be thrown out of the barrier, followed by Tong Yao, Jing Le, Yan Zhenzhen, and finally Hua Changxi.

The moment she flew out of the barrier, Hua Changxi put the six Profound Yellow Fruits in her hand into the Divine Farmer's Cauldron.

The five of them crashed heavily to the ground, leaving cracks of varying degrees on the surface.

Just as they were climbing to their feet, grimacing in pain, several waves of oppressive pressure swept over from afar with lightning speed, bearing down heavily on the five of them. They had already stood up, but were instantly bent at the waist.

Hua Liulang even stumbled a few steps and had to brace his hands on his knees to keep from falling to the ground.

The other four were slightly better off, but their expressions changed drastically.

They were all Nascent Soul cultivators; the only ones who could suppress them were Spirit Platform realm cultivators.

A dozen or so figures arrived in an instant, all standing on spirit clouds, hovering in midair directly in front of the five.

Their absolute superior position and fierce oppressive pressure confirmed that these people had ill intentions.

The pressure continued to increase...

Hua Changxi and the other four bent further and further at the waist.

Though they resisted with difficulty, none of them bent their knees.

Inside Xuanyuan Manor, under the prohibition, they could kneel. But now, with unknown identities and hailing from the Four Holy Lands—whether for their own dignity or for the prestige of the Holy Lands—they could not kneel!

"Ahem, ahem~"

Just as Hua Liulang was trembling under the pressure, Elder Yiming's cough sounded.

"Five Generals, they are all juniors from the Four Holy Lands, friends. Please show some mercy." Probing is enough; don't go too far.

Hearing Elder Yiming's voice, the five, who had been tense and ready to counterattack and flee, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hua Liulang was the most excited. He really couldn't hold out any longer. Knowing that Elder Yiming was among the arrivals, he relaxed his clenched teeth, sat down flat on the ground, and after a moment, feeling that this posture was a bit inappropriate, he changed to sitting cross-legged.

Seeing this, the other four stopped toughing it out and followed suit.

However, just as Hua Changxi was about to sit down, the pressure on her suddenly increased. At the same instant the pressure hit, a sharp pain shot through the back of her right hand.

Hostility...

Hua Changxi's eyes immediately sharpened, and deep within them, black flames began to rise.

Without hostility, showing weakness was not shameful.

But now that hostility was acting upon her, yielding would be equivalent to cowardice and retreat.

Hua Changxi's expression became serious and determined. Battle intent surged within her heart, and the surrounding fire spiritual energy coalesced, directly engaging in a head-on confrontation with the pressure bearing down on her.

"Ahem, ahem~"

Seeing that a Spirit Platform cultivator was fixated on Hua Changxi and wouldn't let go, Elder Yiming's expression changed. He looked at Wei Zhenjie, coughing and signaling him with his eyes.

Wei Zhenjie glanced at the purple-robed Spirit Platform cultivator who was pressuring Hua Changxi, then at the five Xuanyuan Generals beside him, and finally his gaze fell on Hua Changxi. He did not respond to Elder Yiming.

He knew in his heart that everyone present wanted to probe Hua Changxi's depth. He could stop them this time, but he couldn't prevent them from making a move later on.

It was better to satisfy them now—at least with him present, Hua Changxi wouldn't truly come to harm.

Because so much fire spiritual energy had gathered, Hua Changxi looked as though flames were blazing around her. The flames grew thicker and larger, and at the same time, her bent back straightened bit by bit.

Watching this, the other Spirit Platform cultivators were somewhat surprised. They all looked at the purple-robed cultivator, thinking he hadn't used his full strength.

The purple-robed cultivator's face was expressionless, but deep in his eyes, astonishment stirred.

He hadn't expected that Hua Changxi, a Nascent Soul cultivator, could withstand ninety percent of his power. If he increased his attack further, he would be using a killing move.

While Hua Changxi was resisting the pressure from the purple-robed cultivator, people gradually began to arrive from all directions.

The Xuanyuan Sword vibrated, and the Demon-Slaying Swords of the Four Holy Lands all responded. It had alarmed not only the people of the Five Holy Lands but also various other powers and the demon race.

Following the concealment array and isolation array set up by Yan Zhenzhen, the crowd discovered a spatial rift. In front of the rift, they had exchanged several rounds with a Spirit Platform realm demon cultivator.

After the demons were killed and driven back, some wanted to enter the Xuan Mansion through a spatial rift, but who would have thought that the Xuan Mansion was wrapped in a barrier, making it impossible to enter.

Just as everyone was at their wits' end, Hua Changxi and her four companions flew out from the back door of the Xuan Mansion.

The Lingtai realm cultivators were the fastest, arriving at the back door first. Now those rushing over were some Nascent Soul cultivators and the Demon Suppression Army.

"Jiu Niang..."

"Liu Lang..."

Watching Hua Changxi, who was engaging in a head-on confrontation with a Lingtai realm cultivator, and watching Hua Liulang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground in anxious worry, Hua Dalang in the Demon Suppression Army was completely stunned.

He never expected that the great uproar that had drawn the Lingtai realm cultivators from the Five Holy Lands, the imperial family, and the noble aristocratic families would actually be related to his own younger sister and brother.

Among the clan cultivators, Gu Jinfan also looked at Hua Changxi, whose body was ablaze with flames, with a mixed expression, moved by her courage and by the early emergence of the Xuan Mansion.

With the appearance of the Xuan Mansion, the situation on the Central Continent could be settled sooner. When the time came for an external invasion, perhaps someone would step up to take the lead.

This life, after all, was different...

At the center of attention, Hua Changxi felt more and more cultivators arriving. Not wanting to remain deadlocked, she decisively summoned the Floating Light Sword. With a "bang," she planted the sword on the ground and, using its strength, instantly straightened her body.

At the same time, she turned her head and stared straight at the cultivator in purple robes who was exerting pressure on her. Her eyes showed an unyielding fighting spirit.

When the purple-robed cultivator's eyes met Hua Changxi's, he was first startled, and then his gaze flickered uncontrollably.

This made the purple-robed cultivator's heart tighten. After steadying his mind, he laughed and said, "As expected of someone who can cause the stars of the heavens to appear—truly extraordinary!" As he spoke, he withdrew his pressure.

Hua Changxi felt her body relax. She did not withdraw her gaze from the purple-robed cultivator but instead activated her Reality-Breaking Eyes and "saw" a pair of black and white flames burning in his dantian.

Seeing this, another Lingtai realm cultivator beside the purple-robed one suddenly spoke up: "Haha, each generation has its talents! The younger generation today is truly remarkable!"

Hua Changxi swept her gaze over them. Good, another person who had ignited the black and white flames!

"Minister Wei, can we leave now?"

Hua Changxi no longer looked at the purple-robed cultivator and fixed her gaze on Wei Zhenjie. Her intuition told her that Wei Zhenjie could decide whether they could stay or leave.

Wei Zhenjie looked at Hua Changxi with a smile and asked back instead of answering: "The place you entered—was it the Xuan Mansion?"

Hua Changxi: "If we don't answer your questions, we can't leave?"

Wei Zhenjie's smile remained unchanged: "It would be best to say something. The seniors present are quite curious about the situation inside."

Seniors?

The moment they met, they exerted pressure to force others to bow—what kind of seniors are those?

Hua Changxi felt like rolling her eyes but held back: "It should be the Xuan Mansion."

Wei Zhenjie: "...What's the situation inside the Xuan Mansion?"

Hua Changxi: "Inside it's a complete ruin, with bones everywhere. After we entered, those bones all turned to dust."

"In the center of the mansion, a golden sword is floating. The sword's might is terrifying; we couldn't approach it."

"As for the rest, before we had time to investigate, we were thrown out!"

Wei Zhenjie: "How did you enter the Xuan Mansion?"

Hua Changxi: "We found a spatial rift and entered through it."

After asking these few questions roughly, Wei Zhenjie did not probe further. He looked at the five cultivators beside him wearing golden armor: "Five Generals, what do you think?"

Hua Changxi and her group were all looking at the five figures in midair, who were clearly different from the other cultivators. The golden armor they wore was very similar to the damaged armor inside the Xuan Mansion.

The Xuan General standing in the very center spoke: "No outsider is allowed to take anything from the Xuan Mansion."