Chapter 103

"Does it concern the lives and deaths of countless commoners? Hah~ How dare you claim to represent the people of all under heaven?!"

"If you want it, just act—don't spout grand righteousness and talk of the people! Don't you find it disgusting?!"

Xiang Yutian sneered coldly.

His disgust was utterly unmasked.

He had been famous for many years.

He long ago knew exactly what the Pudu Cihang Jingzhai was worth.

His heart had long been crystal clear.

Not to mention that back when he served as the Evil Emperor, he had plenty of dealings with them.

But after so many years,

hearing such revolting words again, he still couldn't hold back.

"You!"

Fan Qinghui flew into a rage upon hearing this.

Her face flushed alternately pale and crimson.

Her eyes instantly brimmed with murderous intent.

As the foremost leader of the Sui Dynasty's orthodox sects,

over these years, no matter what faction she encountered, none had ever failed to treat her with utmost respect.

How could they ever dare to strike the Pudu Cihang Jingzhai's face so brutally as today!

No!

This wasn't even about slapping her face in public.

It was a blatant act of grinding the Pudu Cihang Jingzhai's skin into the dirt and rubbing it furiously!!

And after finishing, they even spat!

For one who had always been accustomed to towering above all, how could she possibly endure this!

She took a deep breath.

Fan Qinghui's aged face darkened as she issued a chilling threat.

"Xiang Yutian, though you are the esteemed Evil Emperor of the Weimo Sect, all you have to offer is merely yourself!"

"All these martial world comrades here will not allow you to simply walk off with the Changsheng Scripture!"

"If you're wise, hand it over—otherwise, don't blame us for being uncivilized!!"

As she spoke the last words,

she glanced at the dense crowd behind her, and the endless figures still arriving from afar.

Even her tone rose several notches.

"Hah~ Just a rabble!"

"The Evil Emperor shall see what tricks you truly have!"

Xiang Yutian sneered with utter disdain.

After saying that, he didn't give her another chance to speak.

He unleashed without restraint his terrifying aura of the Heavenly Being Realm!

Instantly,

a vast pressure radiated outward from him in all directions!

In but a single instant,

the invisible pressure already hanging over the Purple Bamboo Grove surged several-fold!

Feeling the crushing weight, like ten thousand zhang of towering mountains,

aside from the group of Weimo Sect members standing behind Xiang Yutian,

whether it was the Pudu Cihang Jingzhai, the Jingnian Chan Yuan, or the other major factions,

all felt their bodies stiffen slightly, their inner Qi flowing sluggish.

Even their breathing was momentarily stifled.

Those with weaker cultivation,

were rendered pale-faced, trembling in fear.

Deep within their pupils spread thick waves of terror.

The previously noisy Purple Bamboo Grove

instantly fell utterly silent, not even a pin could drop.

"Amitabha!"

At that moment,

Le Kong, abbot of the Jingnian Chan Yuan standing beside Fan Qinghui, clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist mantra.

Though not as thunderous as the Fomen's Golden Vajra Lion's Roar, his voice rang like a great bronze bell, deafening all who heard it!

In an instant,

everyone felt their bodies lighten.

The boundless pressure crushing them vanished completely.

"Silent Meditation?"

Xiang Yutian raised an eyebrow.

He regarded Le Kong with keen interest.

As a renowned Evil Emperor for many years,

He naturally understood the Fomen's Silent Meditation.

This was an extremely peculiar cultivation art.

What it cultivated was an inwardly contained breath!

One must not speak lightly.

Only in emergencies or under necessary circumstances would one speak.

And once one spoke,

that inwardly contained breath would be released!

As for its power,

it depended on the length of cultivation.

The longer the cultivation, the greater the power!

Just as now,

Liao Kong had not even reached the Earthly Immortal Realm,

yet he had forcibly shattered the Heavenly Being Realm's aura with nothing but that one breath!

Though for Xiang Yutian, this was utterly pointless—he could restore it with a mere thought.

But it was enough to show just how extraordinary Liao Kong's move had been!

He had forcibly crossed two major realms!

If used against someone of the same realm, or an Earthly Immortal caught off-guard,

it might well have severely wounded them!!

The extremity of this feat could be seen in miniature, revealing the whole.

"Puff!!"

Just as Fan Qinghui and the others' eyes brightened with hope,

Liao Kong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face turned deathly pale!

His body swayed slightly—he could barely even stand!

Clearly,

even though he had shattered Xiang Yutian's aura with thirty years of Silent Meditation,

for one whose cultivation was merely at the Peak of Mortal Excellence,

the backlash had been severe!

"Master Liao Kong!"

Everyone was struck with horror.