Chapter 263: Another Golden-Level Investment
"So that means nearly thirty percent of the young prodigies have all joined the fight?" Someone spoke with a strange expression.
It was hard to imagine what could possibly drive so many young geniuses to fight one another—especially here, in the Crape Myrtle Holy Land.
After all, none of them had heard of any deep grudges or irreconcilable feuds among these prodigies.
"I heard it's because of a piece of Dao Source Immortal Metal." A core disciple of Crape Myrtle Holy Land said quickly.
"Dao Source Immortal Metal?"
At those four words, many people raised their brows slightly, their hearts skipping a beat as their eyes subconsciously shifted toward Li Xun.
Not long ago, there had been rumors that Li Xun had gone so far as to oppose the Golden Crow Clan's Fourth Prince—all for the sake of a piece of Dao Source Immortal Metal and a so-called crippled girl.
And now, to hear of Dao Source Immortal Metal appearing again…
Could that crippled girl have also come to Crape Myrtle Holy Land?
"Fellow Daoists, please excuse me for a moment…" The Crape Myrtle Holy Lord spoke up.
A battle among the younger generation was different from one involving the old monsters; their cultivations were only at the Life and Death Realm. It was unlikely they could shatter the grand protective formations of the halls.
Though he was startled, he didn't feel the need to rush just yet.
But just as he opened his mouth—
Boom!
A thunderous explosion shook heaven and earth. Distant mountain peaks trembled as a terrifying shockwave surged outward, sweeping across dozens of miles with boundless might.
On the top of one such peak, a blood-soaked figure was sent flying out from a grand hall.
"The Fourth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan!"
A powerful spirit race cultivator at the Divine Palace Realm cried out in shock.
The Golden Crow Clan's Fourth Prince was no ordinary figure. Ranked fourth among the ten princes, his strength spoke for itself—he had long since reached the peak of the Life and Death Realm.
In some sense, he was already one of the most outstanding geniuses beneath Li Xun himself.
Given a few more years—or perhaps a decade—he might well have stepped into the Divine Palace Realm.
By all logic, someone like him should have been unmatched among his peers, or at least not so easily beaten.
And yet, here he was—covered in blood, hair disheveled, clearly driven into a desperate corner.
"To think that, in today's world, someone could actually force the Golden Crow Clan's Fourth Prince into such a state among equals…" Someone muttered in disbelief.
But before his words had even faded, a streak of divine light burst forth from within the hall. It was blindingly fast, tearing through the sky, and in an instant it overtook the wounded prince.
Clang!
A slender, jade-like hand slashed through the air. With a ringing metallic note, it collided head-on with the Fourth Prince's low-grade Dao Weapon. Divine radiance flared—and then was annihilated.
The Dao Weapon held out for barely the span of a blink before it shattered completely.
That sight left not only the gathered young prodigies but even the older cultivators utterly stunned.
Just how overwhelming must that power be—to shatter a Dao Weapon bare-handed?
Bang!
Lu Qingxian's palm landed squarely on the Fourth Prince's chest. He was sent hurtling through the air, his chest caving in as nearly every bone there fractured.
Blood gushed from his mouth; his face went pale as he crashed into a courtyard wall outside the palace. Stone and dust erupted skyward, and despite several attempts, he could not rise again.
"That girl… could she be the owner of the Dao Source Immortal Metal? She looks to be only at the Divine Power Realm, yet she just leapt an entire major realm to defeat the Golden Crow Clan's Fourth Prince—this is unbelievable."
"Could it be that yet another prodigy—one nearly on par with Daoist Li Xun—has risen to prominence?"
A human cultivator exclaimed in awe, while those nearby exchanged shocked looks.
The faces of the gathered spirit race powerhouses darkened.
The Golden Crow Clan was practically one of the spirit race's greatest symbols—in ancient times, they had dominated the heavens, their bloodline radiance blazing across all realms.
Even now, their clan still stood unshaken, with unfathomable foundations.
But now, the Fourth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan had been beaten so badly—it was no different than a fierce slap across the faces of all spirit race clans. Every spirit race cultivator present felt their pride and dignity trampled.
Lu Qingxian stood suspended in midair, her beauty breathtaking. Her slender body gleamed crystal-clear like carved jade, shrouded in seven-colored divine light. Her long hair shimmered and flowed like silk, and as she stepped down from the sky one pace at a time, she looked every bit like a descending goddess.
Her gaze was sharp and cold. She raised a fair, smooth finger and pointed toward the ground. A flash of divine light erupted forth, illuminating heaven and earth.
That single finger carried boundless killing intent.
Many people's hearts trembled in shock—they finally realized this young girl was far from as gentle as she appeared. To her, killing a Golden Crow prince seemed to come without the slightest hesitation or guilt.
"Stop!"
A roar echoed through the sky.
An elder of the Golden Crow Clan surged upward, golden radiance blazing from his body like a miniature sun. He streaked through the air, dazzling and oppressive, wielding a massive golden banner. With a thunderous boom, heaven and earth trembled; wind and lightning roared together.
The banner fluttered violently, its power spreading over a hundred miles. It swallowed the light of Lu Qingxian's strike and then descended upon her from above—clearly intending to refine her alive!
"Sigh."
The Crape Myrtle Holy Lord let out a soft sigh.
He had long known that hosting this "Demon-Sealing Conference" would surely lead to trouble—but he had never imagined it would turn into this much trouble.
He had only just dealt with the matter between Li Xun and the Spirit Clan's patriarch.
And now, another conflict has erupted—this time between the owner of the Ancient Immortal Sacred Physique and the Golden Crow Clan. As the Crape Myrtle Holy Lord, he could no longer simply stand by and watch.
Just as he was about to make a move—
Whoosh!
Someone moved faster.
A gigantic golden hand, vast and majestic, descended from the heavens like a collapsing sky. With a thunderous crash, it seized the great banner midair.
Its five fingers clenched tightly.
Under that crushing force, the exquisite peak-grade Dao Weapon let out a series of ear-piercing cracks before, in mere moments, shattering completely into fragments.
"Pfft!"
The Golden Crow elder's spirit was shaken; blood drained from his face. He abruptly looked up toward the heavens, his voice icy cold:
"Li Xun! What do you think you're doing?"
"Do you truly intend to make an enemy of my Golden Crow Clan?"
Gasps of astonishment spread among the onlookers.
They had already heard rumors that Li Xun's relationship with the so-called crippled girl who possessed the Dao Source Immortal Metal was unusual.
And now, seeing this… it was clearly true. For Li Xun to personally intervene at such a moment—there could be no doubt their relationship was far from ordinary friendship.
"Li only finds it distasteful to see your Golden Crow Clan bullying the weak," Li Xun said calmly.
As he spoke, he turned slightly to glance at Lu Qingxian. In that instant, a golden radiance suddenly flared from her body—
'A golden-level investment!'
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