Chapter 332: Chapter 331: You Still Have a Long Way to Go
A moment later, the graceful figure flickered a few times and landed before the crowd. Seeing the mysterious Third Elder at such a close distance, Shen Haoran couldn’t help but be a little dazed.
The Third Elder before him wore a pure white, phoenix-embroidered long dress. She stood not far from Shen Haoran, her hair coiled in a high bun and adorned with three white Jade Hairpins. She had bright eyes, and though she wore a veil, one could still glimpse her crimson lips and flawless skin. It was hard to imagine that the revered Third Elder of the Celestial Spirit Sect was such a devastatingly beautiful woman!
However, Shen Haoran was only dazed for a moment before quickly coming to his senses. He stared at the Third Elder with a solemn expression, feeling even more shocked internally. ’This Third Elder doesn’t look very old, but her strength is terrifying. She’s the most powerful person I’ve ever met.’
"Damn, the Third Elder, who’s usually as elusive as a divine dragon, actually came out! Pigs must be flying!"
"The Third Elder... I’ve been in the Sect for ages and never seen her. I’ve only heard stories. To see her in person today, she’s so young!"
"Usually, not even the Sect Leader can get a meeting with the Third Elder. Why would she suddenly appear today?"
"Could she have been called out by that shout from earlier?" Murmurs spread throughout the Celestial Spirit Sect. Hearing the Third Elder’s name, the disciples all began to gather toward Shen Haoran, wanting to see this legendary Elder of the Sect for themselves.
At this moment, the three Outer Elders also stared at Shen Haoran in disbelief. ’Did that kid really manage to summon the Third Elder?’
"Are you a disciple from the Han Family of Desert City?" A clear, cold voice rang out, as pleasant and soothing as a sound from the heavens.
The Third Elder fixed her gaze on Shen Haoran, and a terrifying pressure instantly bore down on him. Shen Haoran’s body was forced to bend, his legs sinking deep into the ground as the earth beneath his feet cracked apart!
"Hey, what are you doing!" Seeing Shen Haoran’s condition, Murong Wanqing’s brows furrowed. She pointed at the Third Elder and snapped.
"Wanqing, stand down!" Shen Haoran quickly stopped her. Only now was he truly feeling the Third Elder’s power, and it was simply terrifying. If Murong Wanqing were to anger her, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Murong Wanqing looked at Shen Haoran, his forehead beaded with sweat. She could only shoot a resentful glare at the Third Elder before retreating behind him.
Shen Haoran took a deep breath. The Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique within his body slowly began to circulate, and a domineering aura erupted from within him. Slowly, Shen Haoran’s body straightened!
"Oh?" Seeing that Shen Haoran could still resist her pressure was somewhat unexpected for her. A glint flashed in her eyes, and the pressure weighing on Shen Haoran intensified!
CRACK... CRACK...
With the faint sound of bones cracking, Shen Haoran’s straightened body was forced to bend once more, his face flushing deep red. The Third Elder had increased her pressure to fifty percent of her power!
"You think this is enough to crush me?" Shen Haoran snorted. He clenched his jaw, the Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique inside him spinning faster and faster. Once again, his body straightened!
A trace of astonishment flashed in the Third Elder’s eyes as she saw Shen Haoran straighten his body yet again. Fifty percent of her spiritual pressure was enough to force an ordinary Spirit Aspect Powerhouse to their knees, yet this young Tier One Spirit Marquis was actually able to withstand it!
The Third Elder narrowed her eyes, and the pressure emanating from her body intensified again—this time, she raised it directly to eighty percent!
BOOM...
This time, the Third Elder’s pressure could no longer be contained and radiated outward. Some of the weaker disciples fell to their knees on the spot, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. Fang Shizhong was among them. He struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with terror as he gazed at the Third Elder.
Meanwhile, Shen Haoran was also beginning to buckle, his body starting to tremble. The ground beneath his feet caved in completely, and arm-thick cracks spread out in all directions. But even so, Shen Haoran kept his body ramrod straight, his gaze fixed on the Third Elder without a trace of fear.
"Is that all you’ve got?" Shen Haoran sneered.
Seeing that Shen Haoran still dared to provoke her, the Third Elder snorted. "Very well. As you wish!"
The moment her words fell, a sound like muffled thunder erupted from within the Third Elder’s body. A terrifying storm of Spiritual Power instantly began to rage through the forest. A tidal wave of pressure surged toward Shen Haoran relentlessly. Feeling this pressure, the three nearby Outer Elders were instantly forced to prostrate themselves, their bodies pinned flat against the ground.
CRACK! SNAP!
Explosive sounds echoed all around. Under the immense pressure, trees as thick as barrels burst apart, shattering into clouds of splinters. The ground itself was torn asunder, with entire patches of earth lifting into the air and chunks of rubble dancing within the storm of Spiritual Power. The aura was so powerful it seemed to make the very heavens and earth change color!
"This pressure is horrifying... The Third Elder’s strength is definitely far beyond that of a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse. Could she have already reached that legendary realm?" The distant disciples were terrified as they felt the pressure. At the same time, they couldn’t help but pity Shen Haoran. ’If the pressure just leaking out is this terrifying,’ they thought, ’what kind of agony must Shen Haoran be enduring at its epicenter?’
Shen Haoran was indeed in agony. He felt as if a great mountain were crushing him, making it impossible to breathe. His face turned a dark purple, and his blood and qi began to flow in reverse. Forced down to one knee, he struggled to support himself, refusing to collapse completely.
"Are you satisfied now?" the Third Elder asked indifferently, watching the struggling Shen Haoran.
"Satisfied? Hmph, you’re not even close!" Shen Haoran suddenly snapped his head up, his pupils turning completely pitch-black. Faint wisps of black flame began to rise from his body. The Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique inside him spun faster and faster until, at that very moment, he showed faint signs of an impending breakthrough!
"You want me, Shen Haoran, to bow my head? Not even the heavens and earth could make me, let alone you!" a hoarse voice escaped his throat. He cultivated the most domineering technique in the world: the Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique. Peerless and supreme, it was a technique that conquered the cosmos. No one could ever hope to block his path!
BOOM!
With a deafening explosion, the Fire Spirit Black Obsidian inside Shen Haoran surged forth. In that instant, he resembled a Demon from Hell, with black flames coiling around his body. The terrifying fire tore the Third Elder’s spiritual pressure to shreds as an incomparably domineering aura shot straight into the heavens...
