"What? You dare tell me to get lost?"
Snow Vajra’s expression changed, turning so dark it looked like it could drip water.
He was once the top genius of the Flying Snow Dynasty, possessing the bloodline of an Ancient Snow Ape and invincible among his peers!
He was even taken in as a Direct Disciple by Emperor Feixue at a young age!
He received guidance from an Emperor Realm master.
However...
...he had suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Jiang Chen.
He had always carried this grudge in his heart. After passing the Kun’s trial, he had finally broken through to the Human Emperor Realm Ninth Stage.
The moment he emerged, he saw Jiang Chen cultivating on a prayer mat and naturally wanted to find him to wash away his past humiliation!
He just never expected that in response to his challenge, Jiang Chen would simply tell him to "get lost"!
"This is too much! You’re completely insolent!"
Snow Vajra trembled all over, his furious gaze practically setting the air on fire. He gritted his teeth and said, "You little bastard, it seems you still think this is a year ago. I’ll tell you the truth: I have already advanced to the Human Emperor Realm Ninth Stage. I’m not the same person I once was."
ROAR!
A terrifying aura erupted from Snow Vajra’s body, shooting toward the sky.
A blizzard, mixed with a biting wind, swirled around him.
The fluctuations of his Human Emperor Realm Ninth Stage aura spread out, so vast that even the Blazing Sun in the Celestial Vault seemed to lose its brilliance. He looked at Jiang Chen smugly. "Jiang Chen, if you admit defeat right now, kneel, and kowtow in apology to me, I might still spare your life. Otherwise, even with the protection of Celestial Extreme Ancestor and the others, I will cripple your cultivation today and turn you into a useless piece of trash!"
Zhao Hongluan, who had already woken up, paled. She spread her arms to shield Jiang Chen, her pretty face turning cold as she snapped, "Snow Vajra, what do you think you’re doing? We’re allies now! If you dare to lay a hand on Jiang Chen, believe me, I’ll report you to the Ancestor when he comes out!"
"You..."
Snow Vajra’s face alternated between green and white.
He deeply admired Zhao Hongluan, but she always gave him the cold shoulder.
This already made Snow Vajra furious.
Now, seeing her step out to protect Jiang Chen, seeing the anger on her face and her defense of him, Snow Vajra’s face twisted. He snorted coldly. "You shameless bitch, I give you an inch and you take a mile! Do you really think I wouldn’t marry anyone but you? Get lost!"
WHOOSH!
A giant palm print mixed with wind and snow materialized in the air and pressed down toward Zhao Hongluan.
The terrifying pressure made Zhao Hongluan tremble, her legs growing so weak she almost knelt on the ground. She closed her eyes in despair, refusing to move aside, terrified the palm would strike Jiang Chen.
Looking at the red figure shielding him, Jiang Chen let out a soft sigh.
’How could I not know what Zhao Hongluan feels for me?’
’But...’
’My heart already belongs to another. I have no desire for anyone else!’
With another light sigh, Jiang Chen’s figure flashed, appearing in front of Zhao Hongluan. He casually pointed a finger.
"You think you can stop me with a single finger? That’s just wishful thinking! Break for me!" Snow Vajra roared as the snowy palm grew larger and larger, like a mountain.
"Weak. Far too weak!"
Jiang Chen shook his head.
After pointing his finger, he turned and returned to his prayer mat to continue his meditation.
This scene left Gai Shi and the others who had awoken completely stunned. "Isn’t he a little too arrogant?"
"Young people are too proud!" the Feixue Country Lord shook his head.
He had also advanced to the Peak of Human Emperor Realm, and since Snow Vajra was a genius of the Flying Snow Dynasty, his expression soured seeing Jiang Chen treat Snow Vajra with such contempt.
Gai Jinlong grinned. "That’s not necessarily true. That boy, Jiang Chen, never does anything he’s not confident about!"
"Hmph!"
At the side, Song Tiancheng snorted in disdain. "Someone so arrogant will eventually meet their end!"
Long Chan nodded as well. "He’s far too conceited. Even a lion uses its full strength to catch a rabbit. He only has the cultivation of the Seventh Stage of the Human Emperor Realm, yet he’s being so careless against a Human Emperor Realm Ninth Stage opponent. He’ll never amount to anything!"
They were all experts of the older generation.
They were only a single step away from the Emperor Realm, so their insight and experience were naturally beyond doubt. However, today, they were destined to be proven wrong.
Before the seemingly casual beam of light from his finger, the vast, stormy palm shadow was like a piece of cotton candy hitting an iron rod—it couldn’t withstand a single blow and shattered instantly.
The beam of light continued onward, unabated, arriving in an instant.
BOOM!
The finger struck Snow Vajra’s body.
A mouthful of blood flew from his lips...
Snow Vajra’s chest caved in, and most of the bones in his body shattered. He was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground like a limp pile of mud, his status unknown.
HISS!
A series of sharp gasps echoed across the square.
The experts who had just been so certain that the conceited Jiang Chen would undoubtedly be defeated now felt their faces burn with shame, as if they had been slapped hundreds of times.
Gai Shi sucked in a cold breath. "Holy shit, he’s already this strong?"
Gai Jinlong raised an eyebrow and laughed heartily. "As expected of the genius so highly praised by the Ancestor and the Celestial Secret Elder! Young friend Jiang Chen, your rise is unstoppable!"
The Feixue Country Lord frowned. "This kid... he’s a bit too vicious."
He flew toward Snow Vajra and fed him a Healing Holy Pill.
The glance he shot at Jiang Chen was filled with extreme coldness and deep anger.
Song Tiancheng, Long Chan, and the others exchanged glances, each seeing a deep sense of dread in the other’s eyes.
Long Chan said gravely, "This boy’s talent is too terrifying. To possess such combat strength right after breaking through to the Seventh Stage of the Human Emperor Realm... If we let him continue to grow, he will eventually become a major threat to us!"
"Gai Jinlong won’t let us make a move on him, will he?" Song Tiancheng said worriedly.
Long Chan was silent for a moment before saying grimly, "We can only wait until Gai Jinlong and the others are absent. Otherwise, we’ll have to wait for the Ancestor to appear before dealing with this kid!"
"It is strange, though," Song Tiancheng said, concerned. "We’ve all passed the trial, so why haven’t the Ancestor and the others appeared yet?"
DONG!
Just then, the melodious chime of a bell rang out from the massive Mystic Sect palace.
Everyone was startled.
From behind the tightly shut gates of the Mystic Sect, a stooped figure slowly emerged. His hair and beard were completely white, and a radiant glow pulsed around his body.
His two dark eyes held a profundity as vast as a sea of stars, making one feel as if they would drown in them with a single glance.
On the square, the light from the prayer mats faded, and the stone tablets dissipated, sinking back into the ground.
Everyone rose to their feet and looked toward the stooped figure.
His peaceful eyes gazed at the crowd, and he smiled faintly. "Welcome, everyone, to the Mystic Sect. I am the Mystic Sect Spirit, and I have been waiting here for you all for a long time under the Sect Leader’s orders. Everyone, please follow me into the Mystic Sect to accept the next trial!"
The Mystic Sect Spirit!
No one had expected that this old man was actually an existence left behind by the Mystic Sect Master to guard the Mystic Sect.
However...
...judging by his form, which was composed entirely of light, he was clearly not a living person, but something more akin to a Mysterious Dharma Body.
Everyone rose and followed the Mystic Sect Spirit into the Mystic Sect.
"This junior greets you, Senior!" As he passed the Mystic Sect Spirit, Jiang Chen paused slightly and bowed respectfully.
"Hehe, among all these people, you’re the only little one to show this old man some courtesy. How thoughtful! Go on in. The treasures and inheritances left by the Sect Leader are all inside!"
The Mystic Sect Spirit chuckled, his smile warm and friendly, like a neighborhood grandfather.
Jiang Chen nodded and stepped into the Mystic Sect.
The Mystic Sect Spirit watched his retreating back, smiled faintly, and muttered to himself, ’He’s a promising sapling, but he’s still a bit inferior to those other little ones! Ai, obtaining the Master’s inheritance is never that easy, is it?’