139: Chapter 139 Master, please stop your supernatural powers!

Leng Qingshuang's Wind Spirit Intent Domain was fully unleashed.

In an instant, everyone present felt as if they had been stripped from the real world and plunged into an endless Domain of biting winds.

Countless invisible wind blades raged through the space, each one containing a terrifying power sufficient to tear their Divine Soul apart.

"Ah!!!"

A nearby Prodigy at the Nascent Soul stage let out a miserable shriek; the protective light around his body was like paper, instantly shredded by the invisible wind blades.

Immediately after.

Countless bone-deep bloody lacerations erupted all over his body. He collapsed to the ground like a bloodied gourd being sliced to pieces, his Divine Soul completely destroyed.

Fang Haotian and the hundreds of Cultivators behind him were now deathly pale, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

They discovered with horror that the Spiritual Qi within their bodies was like a frozen river, nearly stagnant!

It felt as if an invisible giant hand was tightly gripping their throats, or even more, like countless razor-sharp swords were hovering over their Divine Soul.

It seemed that the cold, aloof woman only needed a single thought to turn them into dust on the spot!

"Th-this... what kind of power is this?"

"A Domain! This is the power of a Domain that only a Cultivator at the Mahayana Stage can Revered Master!"

"Impossible! How could she be at the Mahayana Stage!?"

Bursts of irrepressible exclamations erupted from the crowd, every face filled with shock and disbelief.

Fang Haotian's pupils shrank to pinpricks; his arrogance and bluster were crushed into powder before this absolute power, leaving only the instinctual fear of an animal.

His body trembled violently and uncontrollably, his teeth chattering together with a "clack-clack" sound.

He wanted to run, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead, completely unable to move.

Eighth on the hidden dragon ranking?

Young Sect Master of the Wan Jian Sect?

Heh!

Before a true expert, he was no different from a chicken waiting to be slaughtered!

Those Prodigies whose heads were muddled by greed were even more unsightly; many were so scared that their legs trembled, and with a warmth in their crotches, they actually peed themselves.

A foul stench instantly filled the air.

There was not a ripple in Leng Qingshuang's cold, aloof eyes.

As she lightly raised her hand, the shuanghua sword let out a clear, resonant hum, and she intended to slaughter this group of ignorant ants.

But just at this moment!

The entire Blazing Corridor suddenly trembled!

The scorching red sky suddenly darkened!

Following this, the wind swept away the clouds, and Spiritual Qi gathered in one place!

A massive vortex of Spiritual Qi formed in the sky.

Hum~

Countless ancient and profound golden runes appeared out of thin air, interweaving and undergoing Fusion within the Spiritual Qi vortex.

In the blink of an eye, the runes converged into a gigantic golden eye, which slowly opened!

There was no emotion in that eye, neither sorrow nor joy; it was as indifferent as the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

As the giant golden eye fully opened!

Boom!

A magnificent aura, suppressing Leng Qingshuang's Wind Spirit Intent, enveloped the entire trial space like a river flowing backward!

"Crack!"

Leng Qingshuang's Wind Spirit Intent Domain, just upon being touched by the aura, had already emitted sounds of cracking!

Everyone, including Leng Qingshuang, felt a tremor originating from the depths of their Soul.

Under this giant golden eye, they were as insignificant as grains of sand!

Xiao Shiyu's pretty face instantly turned deathly pale, all color draining away.

"The Eye of Judgment!"

She knew better than anyone what this eye represented.

This was a special Restriction of the ancient immortal abode!

Specifically used to deal with rule-breaking intruders!

For the immortal abode, selecting the most suitable Prodigy Disciple to receive its Legacy and allowing its Dao to continue was more important than anything!

Therefore, under the Judgment, all living beings were equal!

Regardless of whether you were Golden Core or Mahayana!

She couldn't even bother with sound transmission, quickly grabbing Leng Qingshuang's hand and shouting delicately:

"Sister, stop quickly!"

"This is the annihilation Restriction of the immortal abode; it has sensed that you unleashed power exceeding the Soul Transformation Stage!"

"If you don't stop now, you will be treated as an intruder and annihilated directly!"

Leng Qingshuang frowned tightly, resisting the pressure with all her might. A green light flickered between her brows; she actually intended to slaughter those people on the spot!

"Revered Master!"

Chen Yan also felt that majestic might of heaven sufficient to destroy everything!

This pressure, far exceeding the Mahayana Stage, made him feel as if his heart was about to be crushed!

Having just scrambled to put on a robe, he saw that the killing intent in Revered Master's eyes had not dissipated, and he became anxious immediately.

Xiao Lala had just said that this so-called Eye of Judgment would annihilate everything!

Regardless of whether Revered Master had the strength to resist, he did not want Revered Master to take this risk!

Immediately, he rushed over in one stride and grabbed the hand Leng Qingshuang was holding her sword with.

It felt delicate and smooth, like fine mutton-fat jade, and carried a refreshing coolness.

But Chen Yan had no mind to appreciate this right now.

He hurriedly advised: "Revered Master, don't be impulsive! It's not worth it for a bunch of trash!"

His face was full of sincerity, but deep inside, he had already begun to complain frantically.

"Damn! My dear Revered Master! Take it easy!"

"This big eyeball doesn't look friendly at all! Even if it's one hundred for one, we'd still be suffering a huge loss!"

"These things don't even compare to one ten-thousandth of you, Revered Master!"

"You haven't even told me you like me yet; the great cause of seducing the Revered Master hasn't been completed; this absolutely must not happen!"

"Revered Master, hurry and withdraw your Divine Ability!"

Leng Qingshuang had been full of emotion listening to Chen Yan's persuasion.

But immediately following, the rebellious and outrageous inner thoughts of this Rebellious Disciple flooded into her mind.

Two charming blushes instantly flew across her cold, aloof face.

Pah!

This Rebellious Disciple!

Who wants to say they like you? Keep dreaming!

A great cause of seducing the Revered Master?

Your head is full of messy things!

How could this Revered Master let you get your way?!

She was both shy and angry, instinctively wanting to backhand this Rebellious Disciple with a knuckle to the head to make him sober up.

But looking at the undisguised, genuine concern in the Rebellious Disciple's eyes, the shame and anger in her heart inexplicably softened.

The knuckle she originally intended to knock him with turned into a charming, rolling eye-roll~

[rebellious value + 4120!]

[Favorability + 3!]

[Leng Qingshuang favorability: 76/100!]

Before Chen Yan could cheer, the giant eye in the sky had already silently locked onto them.

A golden beam of light, condensed into substance like a searchlight, slowly swept over.

"Crack, crack!"

The Wind Spirit Intent Domain appeared increasingly fragile.

Just being grazed by the edge of the beam, a large section had already shattered!

Leng Qingshuang gritted her silver teeth, a flash of unwillingness crossing her beautiful eyes.

But looking at the current situation, she naturally understood!

It wasn't worth sacrificing her own life and the Rebellious Disciple's life for a Fang Haotian.

"Hmph! They got off easy!"

The green light between her brows flickered slightly, and the Wind Spirit Intent Domain instantly disintegrated!

The aura on her body also quickly receded, re-stabilizing at the level of the Late Nascent Soul stage.

The beam of the Eye of Judgment swept over the crowd, but found no abnormalities.

It blinked indifferently, seemingly somewhat puzzled.

But in the end, it slowly closed, and the sky returned to normal!

The crisis... was temporarily resolved.

"Hoo~~~ Hoo~~~"

The moment that terrifying pressure disappeared, everyone present felt as if they had just been fished out of the water.

Soaked in cold sweat, they collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

In those short few breaths of time just now, it felt as if they had jumped back and forth before the gates of hell a hundred times!

Fang Haotian was the same; he propped himself up with his sword, his chest heaving violently.

He looked at the woman who had retracted her aura, still shaken.

His eyes were full of fear!

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to the spirit sword in Leng Qingshuang's hand.

On the sword body, ice crystals flowed, beautiful and deadly.

That unique design instantly made his pupils shrink!

He pointed at Leng Qingshuang and exclaimed:

"Sh-shuanghua sword? You... you are, Leng Qingshuang?!"