Chapter 401 - 213: Nie Xiangjun, Dragon and Tiger List

Chapter 401: Chapter 213: Nie Xiangjun, Dragon and Tiger List

BOOM—!!!

The colossal palm and the black serpent collided violently, erupting in an earth-shattering roar.

Rampant Fierce Qi exploded outward like a tsunami, and a visible ring-shaped shockwave swept across the sky.

The hundred-zhang-long black serpent, which had seemed so ferocious, proved as fragile as a clay sculpture or paper mâché beneath the golden palm.

The colossal palm’s five fingers simply closed slightly, and the black serpent let out a mournful shriek as it shattered and disintegrated from head to tail, inch by inch.

Its core, the Black Wood Walking Stick, also snapped into several pieces mid-air, its spiritual glow vanishing as it fell like ordinary wood.

The terrifying aftershocks of the impact spread wildly. Within a thousand zhang of the Jingwu Bureau, the doors and windows of taverns and homes were all shattered. Bricks and tiles flew through the air, and spiderweb-like cracks spread across the walls.

If Nie Xiangjun hadn’t intentionally held back, focusing the vast majority of her power on Granny Wuhua, the aftershock of this palm strike alone would have been enough to cause heavy casualties among the thousand-plus Jianghu onlookers.

Even so, the golden palm’s momentum didn’t diminish. It continued its descent toward the deathly pale Granny Wuhua, carrying a majestic pressure that could crush anything in its path.

Granny Wuhua was scared out of her wits. With a sharp cry, a small black shield engraved with a hideous demonic face flew from her sleeve.

The small shield grew in the wind, instantly expanding to over ten zhang in size. Shrouded in a black glow, it positioned itself before her.

CRACK...!

However, this shield, clearly a Protective Treasure, lasted less than a single breath under the absolute pressure of the golden palm before its surface was covered in a dense web of cracks.

The next moment, it exploded violently, sending fragments flying in all directions.

SCREEE—!

The Iron-Winged Giant Eagle circling in the sky let out a cry of ultimate terror. Unable to maintain flight under the boundless pressure, its wings stiffened, and it plummeted toward the street below like a meteorite, kicking up a cloud of dust.

PFFT!

With her life-bound Magical Treasure destroyed, the backlash struck Granny Wuhua like a heavy blow. She spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, her body teetering, and the color drained completely from her face.

Behind her, Wei Jing and Yu Suzhen also felt their qi and blood churn. Their faces turned white, their eyes filled with unconcealable terror.

As for Lu Xuanzhou, his mind had already collapsed under such pressure, and he had fainted dead away.

The golden palm hovered above Granny Wuhua, poised but not striking. Its blazing light and pressure made the people below instantly pale.

After several breaths, the giant palm slowly dissipated, transforming into a sky full of golden motes of light that merged back into the world.

Nie Xiangjun stood unsupported in the void, her gaze indifferent as she looked down upon the wretched group below. Her voice was ice-cold:

"In my presence, do you, an old hag like you, think you’re qualified to bargain? The fact that this palm didn’t fall is out of consideration for the Vast Sea Sect. If you don’t get lost... I’ll be the one to send you to your grave."

"You...!"

Granny Wuhua clutched her chest, her aura weakened. Her face was a mixture of shock, anger, humiliation, and lingering fear. The turmoil of her qi and blood nearly caused her to spit another mouthful of blood.

To be suppressed so easily by someone she once considered a junior, she had lost all face today.

But she was in no position to argue. She knew very well that if she said another defiant word, the other party would likely kill her without hesitation.

"Fine... Fine! The Vast Sea Sect... will not let this matter rest!"

After speaking, Granny Wuhua didn’t dare to linger. She swept up the unconscious Lu Xuanzhou and the still-terrified Wei Jing and Yu Suzhen, landing on the back of the Iron-Winged Giant Eagle that had just struggled to its feet.

The giant eagle cried out mournfully and beat its wings with all its might, turning into a wretched streak of light that fled hastily into the sky and vanished in the blink of an eye.

Nie Xiangjun watched them disappear, letting out a soft scoff, her disdain palpable.

If not for the Vast Sea Sect, given her usual temperament, the old crone would never have left this place alive today.

Her gaze shifted slightly, and Nie Xiangjun seemed to glance unintentionally at Nie Xuanfeng below. Without another word, a flash of crimson-gold light enveloped her, and she transformed into a soaring rainbow, vanishing from the sky above the Jingwu Bureau in an instant, as if she had never been there at all.

Chen Sheng stared up at the void where the graceful figure had vanished, a sharp glint in his eyes as a clear look of yearning flashed across his face.

’Powerful!’

’The might of a Pill Realm Grandmaster is truly terrifying.’

’With a mere lift of a hand or foot, she can channel the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, turning the formless into the tangible. Compared to the Mystic Realm, the difference in power is like that between the clouds and the mud—a fundamental, qualitative transformation.’

’This is the true mark of one who has stepped onto the path of transcendence.’

"Stop staring, she’s long gone."

Sun Yuzhi’s slightly subdued voice came from beside him. She pouted, her tone laced with a faint sourness she herself didn’t seem to notice.

"Don’t be ridiculous."

Chen Sheng retracted his gaze, his expression returning to normal as he said seriously:

"I was observing the flow of heaven and earth’s energies stirred up when a Pill Realm expert makes a move. The Divine Techniques that senior from the Nie Family used were quite profound."

Of course, Chen Sheng would never admit that his gaze had indeed lingered a moment too long on that peerlessly elegant figure.

"Alright, I get it. You have high standards."

Sun Yuzhi shot Chen Sheng a look, her tone complicated.

She had known Chen Sheng for a long time; how could she not know his preferences?

’That guy has always been a sucker for powerful, gorgeous women with heaven-defying Cultivation.’

"Vice Envoy Sun, a moment."

Just as Sun Yuzhi, having lost interest, was about to turn and leave, Nie Xuanfeng, who had been watching silently from the side, suddenly spoke up and stopped her.

"Before Daoist Nie left, she sent a voice transmission instructing me to bring the two of you to see her."

Sun Yuzhi froze, her body stiffening slightly as a shadow fell over her features.

How could she not guess the purpose of Nie Xiangjun’s summons?

Besides saving them just now, the more important reason was likely that rumored marriage alliance.

And though her relationship with Chen Sheng had never been made official, since Nie Xuanfeng knew about it, the Nie Family must be well aware too.