44: Yunshan Old Dog, how dare you point fingers at my apprentice?

"Boom——!!!"

Just as Xiao Chen was surrounded by the Disciples of the Yunlan Sect, with swords drawn and bows bent,

A pressure so terrifying that it caused the heavens and earth to change color erupted without warning from the Forbidden Ground at the back of the Yunlan Sect, like a reawakening ancient volcano!

That pressure was too strong.

It was so strong that the clouds in the sky were instantly torn apart, revealing the azure firmament.

It was so strong that everyone present, whether guests or Disciples, felt as if their hearts were being tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand, making even breathing extremely difficult.

"Thump! Thump!"

The Disciples with weaker cultivation had their legs go weak, and they all knelt in a row, blood seeping from their seven orifices.

"This... this is..."

Nalan Yanran, who was slumped on the ground, suddenly looked up, a flash of wild joy in her eyes.

"It is the Old Ancestor! The Old Ancestor has come out of seclusion!"

Before the words had even faded.

A cyan figure, ignoring the distance of space, appeared above the plaza like a ghost.

It was an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a cyan Daoist robe with cloud patterns. His face was withered, but his eyes were frighteningly bright, like two burning stars.

He just hovered there quietly, and the space around him emitted an unbearable "crack, crack" sound, as if it would collapse at any moment.

The founding Old Ancestor of the Yunlan Sect, Yun Shan!

A genuine Soul Transformation Stage expert!

"Respectfully welcoming the Old Ancestor out of seclusion!"

The Grand Elder of the Yunlan Sect led the group of Elders, their old eyes streaming with tears of excitement, as they all knelt in worship.

Yun Shan ignored them.

His gaze, like two invisible sharp swords, locked directly onto Xiao Chen in mid-air.

That gaze was as calm as an ancient well, devoid of any emotion.

It was like a deity looking down upon an ant that did not know life from death and dared to provoke Divine Might.

"Young man, being too sharp-edged is not a good thing."

Yun Shan spoke slowly.

His voice was not loud, but it seemed to contain some kind of Dao truth of heaven and earth, clearly resounding in the depths of everyone's Soul.

"It is better to forgive others where forgiveness is due."

"Today you have already made a name for yourself; cripple your cultivation, sever one of your own arms, and leave."

"This old man can spare your life."

He said these words extremely calmly.

As if making a Genius cripple their own cultivation was just a trivial matter.

It was a kind of arrogance rooted in his bones, a kind of indifference that viewed all living beings as chess pieces.

The guests below, upon hearing this, all felt a chill in their hearts.

Is this the tyranny of a Soul Transformation Stage expert?

With a single word, one can decide a person's life or death!

Under this terrifying pressure, Xiao Chen's face was pale, and the hand holding his sword was trembling slightly.

But he did not retreat.

His back remained straight.

"Old thing."

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Relying on your age to bully others, what kind of skill is that?"

"If you have the guts, suppress your cultivation to the Foundation Establishment Stage, and I will let you use one hand!"

"Presumptuous!"

Before Yun Shan could speak, the Grand Elder of the Yunlan Sect below shouted angrily: "Evil spawn! You dare to be disrespectful to the Old Ancestor when death is imminent!"

Yun Shan also frowned, a flash of displeasure in his eyes.

An ant actually dared to bargain with him?

"It seems you do not understand what respect and inferiority are."

Yun Shan shook his head, seemingly having lost his last bit of patience.

"Very well."

"Since you are courting death yourself, today this old man will teach you, on behalf of that ignorant Revered Master of yours... what rules are!"

Saying this, he slowly raised his right hand.

A giant cyan palm, condensed from vast spiritual energy, instantly formed in the air, blotting out the sky and sun, carrying a terrifying power capable of shattering mountains and rivers, about to press down on Xiao Chen's head!

"It's over!"

These two words appeared in everyone's heart.

Before a Soul Transformation Stage expert, any struggle is futile.

However.

Just at the moment when the giant cyan palm was about to fall.

A yawn, lazy and filled with a bit of annoyance, abruptly and seemingly crossing endless time and space, faintly sounded between heaven and earth.

"Yawn——"

"I say, what era is this? Why are there still people who like to play this retro drama of 'after beating the small, the old one comes out'?"

This voice was very light.

But it clearly drowned out all the wind and thunder, and even drowned out Yun Shan's terrifying pressure.

Yun Shan's pupils shrank sharply, and his movements stiffened.

He looked around suspiciously: "Who?!"

"Who is playing god and acting the devil! Come out!"

The lazy voice sounded again, carrying a hint of obvious mockery.

"So what if one is full of vigor?"

"If not full of vigor, can they still be called young people?"

"Unlike some old things, who have lived for such a long time, yet their cultivation has not grown much, while their skin has become thicker than a city wall."

Before the words had even faded.

A sudden change occurred!

Behind Xiao Chen.

The Void Realm rippled like water waves.

A blurry, white-clad figure with an indistinguishable face slowly condensed and took shape.

The figure just stood there quietly, without any aura leaking out.

But with his appearance.

Yun Shan's Soul Transformation Stage pressure, which was enough to collapse heaven and earth, was like spring snow meeting the scorching sun, instantly vanishing into thin air!

"This... this is... a spatial projection?!"

Yun Shan's expression changed drastically, and a stormy sea was stirred up in his heart.

To be able to project a figure accurately here from an unknown distance, and to easily break his pressure.

The opponent's strength was definitely not weaker than his own!

"You are that so-called Hidden God Sect Revered Master?" Yun Shan shouted, his voice fierce but inwardly cowardly.

The white-clad phantom did not answer.

He just slowly raised his hand.

It was a slender and fair palm, looking even better than a woman's hand.

Then.

Towards Yun Shan, who was a hundred zhang away.

Slowly.

He slapped over.

This movement was very slow.

So slow that everyone present could see it clearly.

Yun Shan laughed out of extreme anger: "Slapping me from a distance? Are you humiliating this old man?!"

He was preparing to counterattack.

However.

The next second.

"Pa——!!!"

A crisp, loud, and even echoing sound of a slap suddenly exploded in heaven and earth!

It didn't hit.

That palm was clearly still dozens of zhang away.

But Yun Shan felt as if his old face had been fiercely smashed by an invisible iron hammer.

Although it didn't hurt.

The insult was extremely strong!

His whole body was spun half a circle in mid-air by this invisible force, and the bun on his head was crooked.

The whole scene was dead silent.

Everyone was stunned.

What kind of maneuver is this?

The legendary "striking a cow from across a mountain"?

No, this is "slapping a face from across the air"!

"You... you..."

Yun Shan covered his burning old face, trembling all over with anger, unable to speak clearly.

At this moment.

The white-clad phantom finally spoke slowly, his voice filled with undisguised contempt and disdain.

"Yun Shan, you old dog."

"Are you even qualified to point fingers at my Disciple?"

"Having lived for such a long time, has your cultivation gone to the dogs?"

"Pfft——"

Yun Shan could no longer hold it back and spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He was not injured by the blow.

He was literally angered to this point!

As a dignified Soul Transformation Stage expert, the Old Ancestor of the Yunlan Sect, when had he ever suffered such a great humiliation?!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Yun Shan laughed out of extreme anger, killing intent boiling in his eyes, acting like a madman.

"Since your Hidden God Sect insists on seeking death!"

"Then today, this old man will let both of you Revered Master and Disciple be buried here together!"

"Respectfully inviting—the Soul Hall Protector to descend!!"