Chapter 357 -355: Pick the Soft Persimmon First
“Kill… them?”
At the moment the words reverberated, Yi Daohong’s figure swiftly withdrew a hundred zhang away.
The other Xuanguang Cave cultivators also scattered, assuming defensive stances.
While Miao Qinghui was still pondering the truthfulness of these words, a majestic and vast golden light streaked before her eyes.
She saw that the dark gold Dharma Aspect didn’t hesitate in the slightest.
Like an arrow leaving the bow, the huge and robust figure burst forth.
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Shen Yi was like its seal.
Once he left the shoulders of the Golden Body Dharma Identity and floated in the air, this existence, over ten zhang tall, finally revealed its terrifying aspect to the world.
The oppressive might rampaged and swept over, making it impossible for cultivators of slightly lower cultivation to catch their breath.
Until it reached directly above Yi Daohong’s head.
The giant palm with clearly defined lines, with a momentum that could cover the skies, slammed down fiercely towards the ground below!
When two Transcendent Spirit Late Stage cultivators clashed, just one encounter was enough for nature’s spiritual energy to erupt into chaos.
They rapidly converged in the sky, forming a sword radiating with silver light, akin to a bright river of snow, over a zhang long and impossibly thick.
Crack! Crack!
The Prison Holding Dharma Aspect neither dodged nor avoided, its palm descending straight down, while the broad sword over a zhang long aimed straight for its palm.
Accompanied by snapping sounds, the sword not only failed to pierce the dark gold palm but also shattered inch by inch under the immense force, dissipating back into nature’s spiritual energy.
Yi Daohong took the palm strike head-on, and his entire body plunged down uncontrollably, crashing into the cliffs of Dragon Fang Mountain with a boom!
In just one bout, the superior and inferior were decisively determined.
The faces of the Xuanguang Cave cultivators turned deathly pale as they finally recalled the terrifying aspect of these Yin God cultivators.
Those bodies, as powerful as demons, were certainly no less formidable than magical treasures.
Between each punch and palm strike, a graze could cause injury, and contact meant death.
“You…”
Miao Qinghui quickly turned her head, looking towards the youth not far away.
She had thought it was just a verbal dispute, but to her surprise, the Golden Body Dharma Identity didn’t just suddenly make a move; it was also viciously lethal, clearly intent on taking lives.
“Are you serious?!”
This kid actually planned to slaughter so many people from Xuanguang Cave.
What a joke.
The demise of either two of these Transcendent Spirit Late Stage cultivators would only delight Thousand Demon Cave in the end.
And the reason was for the seemingly insignificant Xu Family?
Wutong Mountain, despite its lofty appearance, still took this alliance to heart; otherwise, they wouldn’t send disciples every time there was an issue, trying to mediate and prevent major problems.
This time was no exception.
Without further ado, Miao Qinghui said directly, “Make him stop immediately!”
In her view, the Xu family was merely nursing private grievances with Xuanguang Cave. Great Qian had already proven their capability to protect the Xu Family, and that should be enough. There really was no need for excessive casualties due to internal strife.
Friction between allies was very normal.
With the demonstration of strength as a bargaining chip, any matter could be discussed, concessions could be made.
The most important thing was not to affect the main affair.
Every one of the Transcendent Spirit Late Stage cultivators was a main force against Thousand Demon Cave, a precious existence indeed.
“…”
Having said that, Miao Qinghui paused for a moment.
She sensed something odd.
The always decisive Wutong Mountain seemed to have lost its usual effect this time.
The youth dressed in the luxurious vestment robe, floating peacefully in front, appeared to completely ignore her intentions.
“Do you mean to say, it’s up to me to deal with it now?”
Miao Qinghui slowly narrowed her eyes and gently furrowed her brows.
To put it bluntly.
Nie Jun had slain the Blood Transforming Demon Emperor, did Thousand Demon Cave dare to retaliate against Wutong Mountain? Her fellow disciples were jumping around inside Thousand Demon Cave, weren’t they trying to prevent those demons from retaliating against their allies?
At this moment, however, her words no longer had an effect.
Miao Qinghui took a light breath and stretched out her palm; a pagoda quietly landed in her hand.
The right to speak on Wutong Mountain isn’t something that can be fought for with mere words.
At this moment, Shen Yi finally made his move.
He glanced back slightly.
Realizing something as those pitch-black eyes gazed at her, Miao Qinghui suddenly understood.
Shen Yi had been standing here all along, not to watch the show,
but to watch her.
Having the late-stage Dharma Aspect of Transcendent Spirit deal with Yi Daohong, and then leave someone to guard against her, a disciple of Wutong Mountain?
“Do you think too little of me?”
Miao Qinghui felt both angry and amused as she scolded, “Move aside! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite.”
Shen Yi turned around unhurriedly.
On the contrary, he had never underestimated the woman before him, believing Qinghua was no match for her, and that the gap between them was considerable.
That’s why he, Shen Yi himself, had stayed behind.
At this thought, he stood with his hands hanging down, a rich black malevolence filled his eyes, his aura spreading out and his vestment robe fluttering freely: “You try.”
Just as Shen Yi suddenly confronted Miao Qinghui.
The numerous Golden Body Dharma Identities, led by Zhu Jue, who were about to charge out, stopped in their tracks.
Then, without saying a word, they quietly gathered to the side.
“…”
Miao Qinghui held the Pagoda in her hand, her expression growing increasingly peculiar.
She had never felt such a headache before.
Both sides were allies, yet she was being forced to choose a side and make a painful decision.
“Have you forgotten that I am also a cultivator in the late stage of Divinity Transformation?”
She looked sideways into the distance.
She saw the dark golden Dharma Aspect sweeping across the sky, its attacks fierce, each one a killing move.
Yi Daohong, known as the Sage of All Laws, never relied on magical treasures and was said to master over a hundred profound spells, a match for most cultivators in the same realm.
With a wave of his hand, a myriad of Cultivation Techniques emerged incessantly.
Stirring the nature’s spiritual energy into turmoil.
But the Golden Body Dharma Identity moved with shocking speed, releasing both a dragon and a serpent.
Together, they besieged Yi Daohong, who could only run himself ragged.
Soon to be ensnared by the dragon-serpent, some unknown technique caused the old man’s face to turn dark.
She could no longer afford to be soft-hearted…
With a fierce raise of her hand, the Pagoda, radiating mysterious light, started spinning and soared up, suddenly swelling to a hundred times its size!
First to get this stubborn group from Great Qian under control, then to take them back to Wutong Mountain for a slow re-education.
“You little thing, get in there and behave yourself!”
With a cold laugh, Miao Qinghui activated a spell, and the tower suddenly enveloped the young man in front of her.
At this moment, her expression changed slightly.
She saw a figure in a mysterious robe in the far distance, desperately approaching.
Yi Daohong had finally broken free from the dark golden Dharma Aspect’s encirclement, his body emitting a vicious glow, obviously severely injured.
Even though his aura had weakened greatly, he did not think of escaping but, with a fierce look, rushed toward Shen Yi!
Based on the young man’s commands just now,
it was clear he held a very high status within Great Qian.
To catch a thief, first catch the king!
One should pick the softest persimmon to squeeze first: by controlling this young man, would she not have Great Qian bending to her will?
“Get out of the way!”
Miao Qinghui bellowed, hastily changing her spell, trying to retract the Pagoda’s mysterious light.
At the same time, she felt quite unhappy inside.
That Golden Body Dharma Identity had unexpectedly stopped abruptly and did not come to assist.
A late-stage Divinity Transformation Cultivator, even if injured, was definitely not something a group of three-zhang-tall Golden Bodies could keep up with.
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Zhu Jue and others had only seen a streak of mysterious light flash by, utterly unable to react in time.
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