Chapter 336: Chapter 224: Divine Techniques Exposed (Part 2)
Fan Luming looked at Ji Boyan and chuckled. "What a kid. Just a Purple Mansion Cultivator, yet blessed with such great fortune. Junior Ji, if I remember correctly, Qin Xuan is from the Vast Qi Tower, isn’t he? Did you help him conceal his aura?"
Ji Boyan shook his head, his expression dark. "That is not the case. Senior Brother Fan, you think too highly of me. The fact that this boy could hide under my very nose until now is truly an embarrassment to me."
At these words, the other Demon Monarchs present were even more astonished.
Ma Miaoyin’s gaze toward Qin Xuan instantly turned vicious. ’If this isn’t part of the Holy Sect’s plan, then Qin Xuan must not be allowed to live!’
Sunx Youhai’s thoughts were identical to Ma Miaoyin’s. His voice was as hoarse as two bones grinding together.
Without giving Qin Xuan any chance to defend himself, he began to pile accusations upon him.
"Junior, you dared to steal the secret arts of my Corpse Refining Hall, violate the Holy Sect’s rules, murder a fellow disciple, and show insubordination... Today, I will not let you live!"
BOOM!
A massive Ghost claw materialized from thin air, instantly locking onto Qin Xuan.
It was as if the entire Netherworld Hell was pressing down on him.
Under this crushing pressure, Qin Xuan felt the space around him solidify, rendering him completely immobile!
For a Late-stage Nascent Soul expert, crushing a Purple Mansion Cultivator was even easier than crushing an ant.
Before the Ghost claw could even reach him, its Corpse Evil Qi—which corroded the Divine Soul and defiled Magical Power—was already making Qin Xuan’s Dao Foundation tremble.
Just as he was about to be splattered into a bloody pulp, his very soul sucked into the Corpse Aura for eternal torment...
DING!
A mottled, old copper coin, looking as common as one from a mortal marketplace, shot through the air.
It drifted lightly, blocking the path of the Corpse Aura-wreathed Ghost claw.
A faint light shimmered across the copper coin, and it steadily held back the Ghost claw—a blow powerful enough to level mountains—preventing it from advancing a single inch!
"Senior Brother Sunx, please calm your anger."
Fan Luming said, "The Divine Techniques this boy employs all have their own origins; they have nothing to do with the Corpse Refining Hall’s Cultivation Techniques. With your insight, Senior Brother, you should be able to perceive this. Why stoop to the level of a mere junior?"
Sunx Youhai’s Corpse Aura churned, his gaze as eerie as will-o’-the-wisps. He stared daggers at Fan Luming. "Junior Brother Fan, are you determined to stick your neck out for him?"
The threat in his voice was completely undisguised.
Nearby, the golden bells on Wei Jieyue’s ankle chimed softly as she attempted to mediate. "Senior Brother Fan, Senior Brother Sunx, he is but a single Purple Mansion Cultivator. It is truly not worth ruining your cordial relations over him."
Ma Miaoyin, however, seemed to relish the chaos. Covering her mouth with her hand, she let out a light, mocking laugh. "Senior Sister Wei has a point. With Wei Qingyi’s position now set in stone, what’s the big deal? He’s just a Purple Mansion Cultivator. If he dies, he dies. What’s to regret?"
"It’s just so unfortunate for Senior Brother Sunx. Your nephew Sunx Miao’s Dantian has been shattered, and his Cultivation is completely ruined. Even if he recovers from his injuries, I’m afraid he won’t be able to participate in the final Demon Child trial anymore!"
Her words were like poisoned barbs, striking precisely at Sunx Youhai’s sorest point.
Sure enough, the Corpse Aura around Sunx Youhai erupted violently, like a furious, stormy sea.
"Fan Luming, I am determined to kill someone today. You alone are not enough to stop me."
VMMMM—!
An even thicker, more putrid Corpse Aura began to permeate the air.
The Ghost claw abruptly swelled to several times its original size. Countless twisted, agonized faces of Resentful Spirits surfaced upon it. The rusty copper coin trembled, its spiritual light dimming!
Fan Luming’s expression darkened.
He and Sunx Youhai were both at the Late-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
But Sunx Youhai had been at this stage for much longer and possessed a deeper foundation.
If Sunx Youhai was determined to kill Qin Xuan at any cost, Fan Luming would have a hard time protecting him completely.
For a Late-stage Nascent Soul expert, crushing a Purple Mansion Cultivator was simply too easy.
Just as the Corpse Aura-wreathed Ghost claw was about to break through the copper coin’s defense and strike down...
"If young Fan can’t handle it, then what about me?"
A furious roar suddenly thundered out.
It sounded as if it came from the primordial wilderness, and the entire Reincarnation Tower trembled in response!
BOOM!
As if a primeval behemoth had awakened, an incomparably massive Blood Flood Dragon Dharma Aspect—covered in fearsome Scale Armor with a single horn on its head—materialized in the void, coiling through the empty space.
The terrifying aura of the Nascent Soul Peak realm forcibly repelled the oppressive weight of Sunx Youhai’s Corpse Aura!
Beneath the Blood Flood Dragon Dharma Aspect, Ao Lie’s true form was revealed. His red Python Robe billowed without any wind, his hair and beard bristled with rage, and his disdainful eyes stared coldly at Sunx Youhai.
"You little shit! You dare touch someone I’ve taken an interest in, right in front of me? Do you think I’m dead?!"
BOOM!
The full might of the Nascent Soul Peak realm was unleashed without reservation.
It was like the majestic might of the heavens themselves.
The expressions of all the Demon Monarchs present, Sunx Youhai included, changed drastically!
The tables had turned in an instant!
"Junior Brother Qin, you’ve been through a lot."
Clad in a black robe, Chen Xuanba let out a hearty laugh, his aura overbearing and wild, as he helped Qin Xuan to his feet.
’The top-notch sign was real!’ Qin Xuan realized in an instant.
The expression on his face shifted rapidly—shock, excitement, relief... He perfectly displayed all the emotions of someone who had just survived a catastrophe.
Overcome with gratitude, he bowed deeply. "Thank you, Senior Brother Chen, for saving my life!"
"No need for such formalities. Just leave the rest to Elder Ao," Chen Xuanba said with a smile.
The massive claw condensed from putrid Corpse Aura suffered a violent backlash when the Blood Flood Dragon Dharma Aspect charged it, as if it had met its natural predator.
Sunx Youhai let out a muffled grunt. He abruptly yanked his withered hand back into his sleeve as drops of dark red, foul-smelling blood trickled from his fingertips. They spattered onto the ground, making a SIZZLING, corrosive sound.
His expression was utterly foul, but he had no choice but to bow his head, forcing the words through gritted teeth. "Greetings, Elder Ao."
A look of utter disbelief flashed in Ma Miaoyin’s beautiful eyes as a storm of shock raged in her heart.
’This kid... when did he get in with this terrifyingly powerful Old Flood Dragon? Could it be... Chen Xuanba who went and asked for the favor?!’
Ma Miaoyin’s gaze turned profound as she could not help but re-evaluate Qin Xuan, who now stood behind Ao Lie.
The playful smile on Ji Boyan’s face slowly vanished, replaced by a deep and somber gloom.
His thoughts ran a layer deeper than Ma Miaoyin’s.
His gaze swept over Ao Lie, Chen Xuanba, and then toward the top of the tower, his mind racing.
