Chapter 1152 - 349: Mr. Ji Kills—What Does That Have to Do with My Taiqing Sect?

"Crack!"

Under the terrifying pressure of the three Life Spirit Tribulation Fingers, the light curtain of the mountain protection array finally couldn’t bear the weight and cracked open with a shocking rift!

Cao Zhengyang and the others’ faces changed drastically, a flicker of despair flashing in their eyes.

Nangong Xiongba stood with hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth curling into a cruel arc: "The game should be over."

Yet at the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, his figure transforming into a shadow, swiftly retreating a hundred feet!

"Boom!"

The world suddenly turned cold!

An icy stream surged from the void, where it passed, spiritual power froze, even the space condensed into fine ice crystals.

In the void, a white silhouette gracefully stepped through the snow, a silver-white mask reflecting cold light, ice and frost spreading with an uplifted hand.

That Life Spirit Tribulation Finger capable of destroying the sect froze into a crystalline sculpture in an instant, then shattered into powder, drifting away.

"Game?" A cold female voice carried a biting chill, "Ending so carelessly, won’t it disappoint Fellow Daoist for this show of force?"

"Indeed, if we’re going to play, might as well play to the fullest!"

Another lazy voice wafted down from the clouds, a similarly masked woman dressed in white trod the air, ice lotuses blossoming where her toes touched.

With a gentle lift of her slender jade fingers, the mountains and rivers were blanketed in silver.

The second Life Spirit Tribulation Finger crumbled inch by inch under absolute zero, transforming into scattered ice shards.

When the two women stood shoulder to shoulder, even the arch of their fluttering garments matched flawlessly.

The third tribulation finger also froze within the dual cold domains the next second, eventually dissipating into sparkling stardust.

Nangong Xiongba’s pupils contracted suddenly, the imposing Spirit Severing Realm aura around him experiencing its first intense fluctuation.

The voice was filled with disbelief and a shock too great to describe.

"Two Spirit Severing realms?! How is this possible—"

On the surface, the Holy Martial Dynasty only had seventeen Spirit Severing Realm experts, and almost all relied on secret cultivation techniques from the Imperial Family to breakthrough.

Of course, he knew that in these over three thousand years, there were indeed a handful of stunningly talented individuals who forcibly broke realms through innate talent without external aid.

But such people, looking back at the entire dynasty’s history, numbered no more than two or three!

If not, the Holy Martial Dynasty wouldn’t have only barely upgraded to a Level 4 Cultivation Country after the Old Emperor broke into the Spirit Severing three thousand years ago.

But who would’ve thought—

In this remote mountain sect, there were hidden two Spirit Severing realms?!

The three Life Spirit Tribulation Fingers shattered in succession, allowing Cao Zhengyang and the others to finally breathe.

Especially after seeing the Lu sisters take action, the heavy stone hanging in their hearts finally fell.

Yet they knew, unless absolutely necessary, they would never reveal their identities lightly, or it would inevitably attract the Imperial Family’s attention, possibly leading to deeper troubles.

Nevertheless, the Taiqing Sect was utterly boiling over!

"Spirit Severing Realm? Two of them? And they’re from our Taiqing Sect?!"

"Are we dreaming?!"

"Is our sect’s foundation so terrifying?!"

...

Countless disciples were dumbfounded, some even pinched themselves hard to confirm they weren’t hallucinating.

Some young disciples were so excited they couldn’t speak coherently:

"If we had known the sect had Spirit Severing realms overseeing things, would we have fought so hard? What does Cangyan Daoist Palace amount to?!"

Meanwhile, Immortal Xuan You from Cyan Feather Immortal Sect, Yun Jing, Ji Xuan, Tong Po, and Liezhen, the four Supreme Elders, were equally shocked speechless.

They stared fixedly at the two white-clad figures outside the barrier, then at the calm demeanor of Cao Zhengyang and the others, instantaneously realizing—

Taiqing Sect was far more unfathomable than they imagined!

"Thankfully... we chose the right side." Immortal Xuan You sighed inwardly, a surge of relief filling her heart.

...

"Your Excellency, I extend greetings!" Nangong Xiongba forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, watching the Lu sisters with vigilance.

Silently circulating spiritual power, prepared to counter any potential sudden assault.

The two women remained silent, merely letting out a cold snort.

The Spirit Severing realm pressure completely locked onto Nangong Xiongba, making him feel as if he’s being pricked with needles, not daring to act rashly.

At this moment, Cao Zhengyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his waist, and walked out slowly.

Although facing Spirit Severing realm might, he remained unyielding, respectfully saluting, his voice steady and powerful:

"Junior Taiqing Sect Leader Cao Zhengyang, dare to ask senior—why do you attack my Taiqing Sect without distinguishing right from wrong?"

He paused, eyes clear and unwavering as he continued addressing Nangong Xiongba: "We believe we’ve never met senior before. If there’s any misunderstanding, feel free to speak openly."

Nangong Xiongba scanned the crowd coldly, his gaze lingered briefly on the Lu sisters, ultimately letting out a cold snort and flicking his sleeves!

"Swish—"

Spiritual power surged, condensing a vivid image in mid-air.

"Do you recognize this person?" Nangong Xiongba’s voice was chilling.

The image prominently displayed a youth with sharp eyes and a sly charisma marked between his brows.

Upon seeing it, the Peak Masters’ pupils contracted instantly!

Mo Xingjian stepped forward abruptly, lost for words: "This is my senior disciple Ghost Mastiff! What... what happened to him?!"

Nangong Xiongba’s mouth curled into a cold smile: "Don’t worry, he’s well—up till now, I haven’t found a trace of him."

Mo Xingjian heard and slightly relaxed the tense chord in his heart but immediately tightened again, vaguely realizing something.

He took a deep breath, solemnly saluting: "It’s the junior’s lack of discipline, if Ghost Mastiff has offended you, Taiqing Sect is willing to apologize and do our utmost to compensate..."

"Ha." Nangong Xiongba chuckled coldly, his eyes flashing with icy light, "It’s irrelevant. This Ghost Mastiff only killed my direct relative Nangong Xiao, that’s all."

As these words fell, Cao Zhengyang and the others’ faces changed dramatically!

Killed a direct relative of a Spirit Severing realm, and it’s "irrelevant"?!