Chapter 304 Fist Shatters the Void
In this instant, Jiang Che recalled the terrifying scene from back then in the Myriad Ghost Cave, where the great sun hung in the sky, burning the heavens and boiling the sea.
Han Yu and Chen Xingcai, on the other hand, thought of Kunlun Mountain.
Facing the Withered Glory Daoist, who was dissolving his Dao and had the entire world as an enemy, and the vast heavenly might of forcibly extracting the entire mountain vein of Kunlun with brute force.
"Martial Aunt."
Jiang Che suddenly stepped forward, his expression serious as he spoke:
"Today is the Heaven Stele Grand Gathering after all... please... you must spare his life."
Chen Xingcai also tugged on Lin Wan's sleeve and said in a small voice:
"Yes, Martial Aunt, although they are annoying..."
The little girl looked towards the Heaven Stele with worry.
"But you must hold back your strength. Don't be like last time... what if you accidentally break the Heaven Stele."
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Zhou Mantian: ???
They seem to be saying something, but why can't I understand a single word?
Subsequently, Lin Wan smiled, reached out, and rubbed Chen Xingcai's hair, then nodded gently towards Jiang Che.
The next moment, a figure in plain white floated into the circle.
As her skirt brushed over the meteorite iron ground, she did not even stir up half a speck of dust.
When Lin Wan stood still, her veil fluttered lightly in the wind:
"Immortal Spirit Holy Land, Lin Wan."
Zhou Mantian's Adam's apple rolled, and he subconsciously responded:
"Heaven... Heaven Severing Holy Land, Zhou Mantian."
His withered fingers still maintained the posture of calculating, not noticing at all that the hexagrams on the turtle shell were already as messy as hemp twine.
"Daoist friend not attacking? If I attack..."
She paused, and the corners of her lips under the veil seemed to curve.
"Daoist friend probably won't have a chance to attack."
This sentence, filled with extreme confidence, instantly soaked Zhou Mantian's back with cold sweat.
At this moment, he finally reacted—although he couldn't quite understand the mumbling of the group from the Immortal Spirit Holy Land, he at least recognized the two words "Martial Aunt".
Did I... accidentally choose an existence I shouldn't have touched...
Just then—
"Old Zhou!"
The voice of the middle-aged man came from behind him.
"What are you dawdling for?!"
The urging from his own sect master arrived as expected.
Zhou Mantian really wanted to turn around and slap him—you TM come and do it then.
But he didn't dare.
So he gritted his teeth, and twelve golden lights suddenly flew out of his sleeve.
Those were his "heaven divination sticks", nurtured by him for many years.
Each stick contained the majestic power to deduce the Heavenly secrets.
The heaven divination sticks formed a "Heavenly Net Earthly Web" formation in the air, covering down towards Lin Wan's head—
"Ding!"
With a clear sound, the twelve heaven divination sticks suddenly suspended in the air three zhang away from Lin Wan, as if under a spell, as if they had collided with an invisible wall.
This scene made Zhou Mantian's face instantly turn pale.
He widened his eyes, looking at the scene before him with a face full of astonishment.
Although he had anticipated it, this... was simply too easy.
Zhou Mantian did not hesitate to rapidly change the finger seals.
Once, twice, three times... in the blink of an eye, his hand technique had continuously changed seven times.
However, although the hexagrams on the heaven divination sticks were dazzling, they still could not move forward even half an inch.
Among the watching crowd, someone could not help but let out a suppressed sneer.
Although this laughter was not loud, it was like a sharp knife, stabbing straight into Zhou Mantian's heart.
On the other side, Lin Wan stood still in place, not making any defensive movements.
Her expression was calm, and she didn't even make a hand seal.
In other words, Zhou Mantian's seemingly fierce attack probably couldn't even break her body-protecting aura...
At this moment, Zhou Mantian's face was already flushed red, and even bean-sized beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The speed of his hands forming seals became faster and faster.
Sometimes he jumped high, sometimes he crouched on the ground, looking exactly like a mouse jumping around while being roasted by fire.
And those heaven divination sticks of his, which were originally spinning rapidly in the air, now seemed to have lost their power.
They just spun futilely in place, unable to break through that distance of three zhang and get one step closer to Lin Wan.
Subsequently, Lin Wan sighed lightly:
"It is my turn."
She raised her right hand, and her plain white sleeve slipped down a section, revealing a wrist as lustrous as jade.
This punch was thrown extremely slowly, so slow that even Object Controlling Realm cultivators could see every detail.
However—
"Crack... Crack!"
Where the fist edge passed, the space actually shattered like fragile glass.
She didn't even aim this punch at Zhou Mantian, but just struck casually at the surroundings.
But the next moment, pitch-black void cracks spread like a spiderweb, and then a terrifying suction force instantly erupted!
Zhou Mantian's heaven divination sticks were the first to bear the brunt and were swallowed up in the blink of an eye.
"Holy crap!!"
Zhou Mantian roared, almost rolling three zhang along the ground, narrowly avoiding that crack that devoured everything.
The jade crown tying his hair was torn apart by the suction, and his graying hair stuck messily to his face, which was covered in cold sweat.
Fist Shatters the Void!?
The next moment, Lin Wan withdrew her fist, and those spatial cracks only then slowly healed, as if time were flowing backward.
The entire Heaven Stele Pavilion Plaza suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
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"Misunderstanding! It is all a misunderstanding!"
Finally, Mo Yandao stepped forward quickly.
This old man's tianji Daoist Robe was now soaked in cold sweat, and his voice carried a rare panic.
"I just received a message from the Pavilion Master. It turns out that the inner circle had already reserved positions for the Immortal Spirit Holy Land...
Everything was the roster being mistaken by that temporary executive who was transferred in!"
Subsequently, he patted his chest and guaranteed:
"However, please rest assured, everyone. That temporary executive has already been abolished of his cultivation and expelled from the Tianji Pavilion."
Xiao Chen's sleeves shook lightly, with a half-smile:
"Fine, then lead the way."
He turned to cup his fists towards the people of the Heaven Severing Holy Land.
His movements were so standard that one could not find a single fault.
"Since it is the oversight of the Tianji Pavilion..."
His tone paused appropriately.
"Xiao was rude just now."
The middle-aged man then woke up from a dream.
The gloominess on the face of this Heaven Severing Holy Land Master had already turned into a spring breeze.
His movements when returning the salute actually showed an elegance and ease that did not match his body type:
"Sect Master Xiao is polite."
His gaze swept over Lin Wan without a trace.
"Worthy of the Immortal Spirit Holy Land."
"I am Wang Yanqing, the Sect Master of the Heaven Severing Holy Land."
He cupped his fists towards Xiao Chen.
"If Sect Master Xiao comes to Anzhou another day, you must let me be the host."
Xiao Chen nodded and smiled lightly:
"Although Qingzhou is small, there are indeed a few secret realms worth seeing."
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"Sect Master Xiao, Lin... Senior... please come this way."
Mo Yandao, as if granted a pardon, hurriedly led the way in front.
A jade talisman flew out of his sleeve, and the characters on the plaque of a certain main pavilion next to the Heaven Stele Pavilion automatically changed from Tianji Pavilion to Immortal Spirit Pavilion.
Wang Yanqing maintained a decent smile as he watched everyone leave.
It was not until the last disciple of the Immortal Spirit Holy Land disappeared at the corner of the pavilion that he slowly released his palm.
Half-step Immortal Venerable!
That cultivator named Lin Wan was no longer as simple as a Saint.
Between raising her hand, her fist shattered the void; this is simply not something a Saint Realm cultivator can do.
As for why she isn't an Immortal Venerable... because the rules of the Lower Realm would not allow the existence of an Immortal Venerable!
The Immortal Spirit Holy Land, as a top force that suddenly emerged in just a few decades, is simply too mysterious!
First there was Chen Chang'an, number one on the Heaven List, and now a Lin Wan suspected to be a Half-step Immortal Venerable has popped out.
There wasn't even any warning beforehand, it was just like jumping out of a crack in a stone!
How many more secrets does this mysterious force have?
What exactly is their purpose?
Could it be related to the great changes of heaven and earth mentioned by the Saint Venerable many years ago?
Wang Yanqing's thoughts were in chaos like hemp—
But no matter what, it is truly a terrifying sect...
Wang Yanqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, then thought of that punch that shattered the void just now, and also—
What a terrifying woman...
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