Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 1924: Chapter 1920: Sudden Upheaval

"At this point, they’re still not here. I bet they don’t dare to come!" Someone sneered.

It was Jie Gaohan, the young mansion master of Qing Hailou, who spoke. Although his strength wasn’t the highest among the young warriors, he was skilled at flattery, which made him highly regarded by Xiao Tiansha.

In this incident, Jie Gaohan naturally sided with Xiao Tiansha and mocked the Execution God Temple.

"Heh heh, whether they come or not, they’re doomed this time!" Fu Nianzhi said, her face full of venomous resentment.

Even though the scars on her face had healed, the searing humiliation had driven her close to madness.

The anger and killing intent in her heart were almost overflowing.

Jie Gaohan was about to speak to comfort her when, suddenly, a brilliant light flashed, and then Mu Wushuang appeared on the stage.

Her appearance caused a stir among the crowd.

"It’s the Holy Maiden of the Execution God Temple. She actually came."

"Why is she alone? Where’s her reinforcement?"

The crowd murmured in discussions.

Upon seeing Mu Wushuang, Fu Nianzhi’s eyes suddenly emitted infinite venomous rays, and she said sinisterly, "Mu, you really came."

"Of course I would come," Mu Wushuang replied coldly.

Fu Nianzhi glanced to her sides and mocked, "Why are you alone? Where’s your precious reinforcement? Could it be he’s afraid and doesn’t dare to come?"

"Of course not, he’s just delayed by some matters and will arrive soon."

Fu Nianzhi sneered, just about to speak.

Suddenly, a soft sigh came from behind Mu Wushuang.

"Nianzhi, you’re really here."

With these words, the shadow behind Mu Wushuang suddenly started to twist, from which a young man walked out.

It was Cen Yuanhe, the descendent of Divine Temple.

At this moment, he still wore his worn-out moon-white long robe, his face full of desolation.

Fu Nianzhi shuddered, her expression instantly turned very peculiar.

Within it were doubt, astonishment, and guilt.

"You... how come...?"

Cen Yuanhe gave a bitter smile, "Didn’t expect I would come here, did you? Nianzhi, you were really heartless back then, leaving without a word. Have you forgotten the promise you made to me?"

As these words fell, many people showed confused expressions.

Because they couldn’t understand who this suddenly appearing young man was, or what relation he had with Qianhe Fairy.

The panic in Fu Nianzhi’s eyes was evident, but she forced herself to calm down and said, "I don’t know what you’re talking about, and I don’t even know you!"

"Don’t know me?" Cen Yuanhe momentarily paused, then shook his head with a soft sigh, "Nianzhi, have you forgotten who kneeled at the gate of my master’s sect for a whole month just to join it?"

Fu Nianzhi’s face suddenly turned pale.

Cen Yuanhe gave her a deep look and continued, "Have you forgotten who promised to marry me, become my Dao companion, just to gain the opportunity that rightfully belonged to me, to wash away your mediocrity?"

Fu Nianzhi’s face was now as white as paper.

Cen Yuanhe gave another bitter smile, "Yet I gave you the opportunity, and after your cultivation level slightly improved, you disappeared without a trace. Do you think what you did was right?"

Boom!

Cen Yuanhe’s words were like a heavy bomb that caused the whole audience to tremble.

"What? Does that mean this man is actually the fiancé of Qianhe Fairy?"

"Hiss! If this is all true, then this Qianhe Fairy is indeed very manipulative."

"This is going to be interesting to watch!"

Even Mu Wushuang was bewildered. She never expected that such a past existed between Cen Yuanhe and Fu Nianzhi.

Meanwhile, Xiao Tiansha’s face turned dark enough to drip water.

"Nianzhi, what’s going on? Is what he said true?"

The panic in Fu Nianzhi’s eyes became more pronounced, but she forced a smile and said, "Young master, don’t listen to this man’s nonsense. I’m a proud descendent of Qianhe Palace. How could I kneel and beg for a month just to join his sect? He’s obviously lying!"

These words seemed to make some sense.

At least, Xiao Tiansha somewhat believed them.

But Cen Yuanhe’s expression only grew sadder.

"Nianzhi, are you still covering up what happened back then? Yes, you are indeed now a distinguished descendent of Qianhe Palace, but without my Divine Temple, how could you possibly ascend so quickly?"

The mention of the Divine Temple further agitated the crowd.

Someone suddenly exclaimed, "I recognize him! He’s Cen Yuanhe, the genius successor of Divine Temple! My God, he’s still alive. Wasn’t there a rumor he perished after a cultivation mishap?"

Cen Yuanhe’s identity gave more weight to his words.

Many people looked at Fu Nianzhi with more peculiar expressions.

If what Cen Yuanhe said was true, then Fu Nianzhi was undoubtedly an ungrateful and thoroughly manipulative woman.

First, she schemed to join Divine Temple, then promised marriage for opportunities that belonged to others, and finally vanished without a word after achieving her aim.

Any of these actions alone would be disgraceful.

And many people suddenly realized.

No wonder this once brilliant young talent suddenly fell from glory!

Anyone facing such a situation would be severely impacted.

Meanwhile,

Cen Yuanhe gazed at Fu Nianzhi with a complicated look.

The panic on Fu Nianzhi’s face intensified, but for her future and status, she stubbornly refused to admit anything.

"Utter nonsense, I don’t know you at all, and I don’t know about any marriage promise, this is clearly a trap set by you and the Execution God Temple."

Seeing Fu Nianzhi nearly hysterical, Cen Yuanhe’s eyes revealed a trace of pain.

"Nianzhi, are you really going to remain so obstinate?"

Fu Nianzhi suddenly became rigid, but she quickly raised her hand and pointed at Cen Yuanhe, "Lies! Kill him!"

Though the situation was still unclear, Fu Nianzhi’s years of cunning maneuvering made her words very influential.

At least, as soon as she spoke, someone charged forward, grinning and saying, "Where did this brat come from, daring to spout nonsense? Die!"

With that, he raised his hand and struck down.

Boom!

Under the strike, everyone felt like the entire stage was flooded with boundless waves.

The pressure made many people’s expressions change slightly.

The attacker was none other than Jie Gaohan, the young mansion master of Qing Hailou.

His face was full of pride, clearly confident that his strike was inevitable.

Yet, Cen Yuanhe’s eyes suddenly burst with dazzling brilliance, and he raised his hand to draw a line in the air.

This line resembled continuous mountains, instantly standing before the boundless waves, blocking the strike’s force.