Chapter 411

Lord Chuan Ying chased Xie Tiao all the way to the Great Ming Palace, but Shangguan Wan'er flatly denied that Xie Tiao was there.

In the stalemate, the two monks Long Xiang and Huanxi, who had been lying in ambush on the side, leapt out directly, forcing Xie Tiao to reveal himself.

As things stood now, Xie Tiao was essentially riding a tiger and finding it hard to dismount.

If he turned around and left, not only would he lose face for the Great Tang, he would likely also have a hard time giving the Qinglong Society an explanation.

But if he stayed, that would mean having to fight Lord Chuan Ying.

Setting aside victory or defeat, just the fact that Lord Chuan Ying had the Qinglong Society behind him was enough to give anyone a headache.

For a moment, even the resourceful Shangguan Wan'er and the wise and decisive Wu Zetian were at a loss.

"Don't be afraid of him!"

The void trembled, and "Heavenly Demon" Cang Xu slowly revealed his form.

The moment he appeared, Long Xiang Seng and Monk Huanxi both changed color drastically, no longer carrying their previous arrogance.

An invisible pressure came from all directions, bearing down on Lord Chuan Ying.

"A mere cultivator of the Mythical Realm, daring to cause trouble in the Great Ming Palace."

"What? You really think the Qinglong Society is invincible?"

From Lord Chuan Ying's perspective, Cang Xu's pressure felt like he was being sunk into the deep sea.

It came from every direction, impossible to break free from.

In just an instant, he felt his entire body was about to be crushed and burst.

His whole body felt as if struck by a grave illness, sweat soaking through every layer of his clothing.

Known as the "Heavenly Demon," he truly was no ordinary person.

Fortunately, the pressure vanished in an instant, and Cang Xu gave a cold snort,

"Boy, do you know what you should do now?"

"Hurry and beg Your Majesty for forgiveness!"

Lord Chuan Ying sneered inwardly; Cang Xu's little display had actually set his mind at ease.

The gap between himself and Cang Xu was indeed as vast as cloud and mud.

If Cang Xu wanted to kill him, he truly wouldn't need a second move.

But so what!

Cang Xu's pressure flashed and vanished—why?

It definitely wasn't because he feared Lord Chuan Ying himself, but because he feared the Qinglong Society behind him.

No matter how arrogant he sounded, if he truly weren't afraid, why didn't he just crush Lord Chuan Ying with his pressure in one go just now?

At the very least, he could have grievously wounded him, right?

But Cang Xu's little move—apart from making Lord Chuan Ying break out in a sweat, what else did it accomplish?

That was the first point.

The second point was the most crucial!

If Cang Xu didn't make a move, Lord Chuan Ying—or most of the Wu Lin—wouldn't know Cang Xu's true strength.

The reputation of the Heavenly Demon was so resounding that it left people to endless speculation.

But once he actually made a move, his true colors would be revealed.

Lord Chuan Ying had seen through Cang Xu's true colors—at least part of them.

Namely, the gap between Cang Xu and the Great Dragon Head and Ximen Wudi was far greater than the gap between himself and Cang Xu!

After all, Lord Chuan Ying himself had faced Ximen Wudi head-on.

How Han Gongdu and the other two had died.

Even now, as Lord Chuan Ying recalled it, he still couldn't make sense of it at all.

Ximen Wudi's invincible aura was even more beyond what Cang Xu could compare to.

Now Cang Xu still dared to bluster shamelessly, calling him "boy"?

Still telling him to beg forgiveness?

Still questioning the Qinglong Society?

"Cang Xu, I'd like to ask—who gave you the nerve to look down on the Qinglong Society?"

Lord Chuan Ying wiped a handful of sweat, baring his teeth in a cold grin.

"What gall!"

Cang Xu flew into a rage. Since he had achieved his success, when had he ever not been deeply respected?

Having roamed the jianghu for so many years, which person would dare speak to him like that?

For a moment, he could no longer be bothered with any Qinglong, any Ximen Wudi.

His full-body pressure was unleashed in an instant!

Even if he couldn't kill this boy, he would still make him suffer!

This strike, delivered in anger, held almost nothing in reserve.

Throughout the entire Great Ming Palace, everyone—even the powerful Long Xiang Seng and Monk Huanxi—

felt waves of shock in their hearts, as if the heart in their chests were thumping wildly out of control.

They all felt as if their chests were about to explode open and the heart would leap right out.

"This is the strength of the 'Heavenly Demon'?"

Long Xiang Seng and Monk Huanxi were utterly shocked, exchanging glances in horror.

Those with slightly weaker cultivation could no longer care about anything else at this moment.

Either they fled far away, or they were already channeling their Qi to resist with all their might.

Long Xiang Seng and Monk Huanxi also circulated their Wu Gong to resist while muttering softly.

"With this level of strength, I'm afraid, heh, I'm afraid even the Living Buddha would fall short!"

"Exactly! The Living Buddha is strong, but he cannot achieve merely by the pressure of his aura making our hearts pound."

"What is this move called? It's too terrifying. The demonic sect's Wu Gong is truly unique."

"Senior brother, what level of cultivation do you think one would need to withstand this strike?"

"Heh, at least stronger than the Living Buddha."

"Then, could Lord Chuan Ying, ranked thirtieth, really be stronger than the Living Buddha?"

"Lord Chuan Ying is only at the early stage of the Mythical Realm, how could he possibly…"

As Long Xiang Seng was speaking, he took the opportunity to look toward Lord Chuan Ying.

He discovered that he, situated in the eye of the storm, seemed completely unaware.

Far more at ease than during the initial pressure just now.

"Am I seeing things?"

Long Xiang Seng couldn't believe it, and like an ordinary person, he rubbed his eyes.

Then he discovered Lord Chuan Ying grinning broadly within the eye of that pressure storm.

"…"

Who am I?

Where am I?

What on earth is happening here?

It's not that Long Xiang Seng and Monk Huanxi can't keep up with the world.

It's that this world has gone completely mad!

A terrifying pressure that even the two of them had to circulate Wu Gong to withstand.

A "Heavenly Demon" pressure that even Living Buddha Lianhua could not take lightly.

And this Lord Chuan Ying doesn't care in the slightest?

And can still smile?

What on earth is going on?

Everyone, including Cang Ju, was dumbfounded.

"What's going on? How are you completely unafraid of my 'Heavenly Demon Domain'?"

It turned out this was no ordinary pressure, but Cang Ju's unique skill, "Heavenly Demon Domain."