174: Chapter 174 How could one person possess two divine powers simultaneously?

The buildings, already riddled with cracks, could no longer withstand the pressure and collapsed in an instant.

Su Rui was shaken back several steps, and he lightly shook his numbed arm.

As expected, this power scales according to the strength of the Physical Body.

His Physique was already far beyond that of ordinary people, but he had never specifically practiced body forging methods—even though he possessed many key Body Refining manuals, he had never focused on cultivating them.

Looking at the burly man before him, with his knotted muscles and imposing Aura, it was clear he was a Martial Artist who specialized in the Dao of the Physical Body.

Presumably, after Awakening his Vajra Realm Divine Power, he had devoted all his focus to tempering his body.

"Hahaha! You are simply not my match!"

Having gained the upper hand with one strike, the burly man laughed wildly, ecstatic.

The deathly pressure the opponent had brought when unleashing his Sword Intent earlier was still vivid in his mind, but he hadn't expected the man to voluntarily abandon his strongest technique to compete with him in terms of fists and flesh.

"Indeed."

The corners of Su Rui's mouth curled slightly into a faint smile.

In an instant, heaven and earth seemed to stand still.

Everything became incredibly slow, as if frozen.

Even everyone's consciousness seemed to be frozen, their thoughts as sluggish as a winter cold current.

The expression on the face of the still-laughing man froze bit by bit; his laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by horror.

His body instinctively assumed a defensive posture, and an undisguisable fear surfaced in his eyes.

Colorless Realm Divine Power.

That was the rarest and most terrifying power within the God Race.

An existence that only a Genius could Revered Master.

A scene from years ago in the Upper Realm suddenly flashed through the burly man's mind—that day, Tian slowly walked out, silent and soundless, yet causing all things to lose their color.

Within that Domain, Tian was the Dominator, peerless and invincible.

How could someone else... also use this power?

Even more terrifyingly, how could one person possess two types of Divine Power at the same time?

This completely defied common sense.

Even Tian, as the supreme lord of the Divine Realm, could only wield one.

Su Rui walked closer slowly, looking indifferently at the terror in the other's eyes, a blue light flashing deep within his pupils.

The burly man's eyes immediately lost focus, as if his Divine Sense had been drained away.

A moment later, Su Rui withdrew his Divine Power, and a cluster of ghostly fire ignited in his palm.

The flames rose into the air and instantly consumed the man's body; in the blink of an eye, only ashes remained to scatter with the wind.

He turned to look toward the back mountain of the Shaolin Temple and lightly tapped his finger.

The cangfeng sword in Li Hanyi's hand suddenly left its scabbard, turning into a cold light that shot through the air and vanished in an instant.

A few breaths later, the long sword flew back on its own.

"Still trying to escape?"

Su Rui snorted coldly, then scanned the crowd outside the mountain gate. With a wave of his sleeve, he swept up the three women beside him, his figure taking flight and transforming into a giant Peng bird that blotted out the sun, vanishing into the clouds.

Only after the shadow of the Peng had completely dissipated did the crowd dare to let out a long breath.

The terrifying experience of time stopping and thoughts freezing just now had made everyone's souls tremble.

This was no longer something that mortal martial arts could reach.

It was too horrifying.

This person must never be provoked.

This was the thought shared by everyone.

Under such pressure, anyone could only wait helplessly for death.

Even a powerhouse far exceeding them like the one just now had turned to dust in the flames.

What could they possibly do?

Perhaps just a light stroke of a sword from the opponent would be enough to wipe them out completely.

No one spoke for a long time until Qiao Feng finally broke the silence.

"That person's business is over. Now, it is time for us to settle our old accounts."

Murong Bo had fallen before them, and the mastermind behind the scenes had been executed, yet the one who had actually acted remained unscathed.

However, at this moment, Xuan Ci trembled all over as he looked at the ruins within the temple gates.

The cries of the Disciples and the complete collapse of the halls left his heart in a state of dead silence.

This thousand-year-old monastery was ultimately ruined.

Yet the minds of the heroes present were no longer on this matter.

Their hearts were full of doubt because Su Rui's identity was too mysterious.

Those who truly knew or had some inkling were few and far between.

Free and Unfettered Master watched silently for a moment, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

He wanted to seek out his Master and report what he had seen today truthfully, seeking the truth.

Meanwhile, Su Rui took the three women and headed straight toward Gusu.

Madam Wang, Li Qingluo, was momentarily stunned when she saw the four of them descending from the sky.

Especially Su Rui, who walked at the front; his appearance was handsome and refined, and his temperament was as cold and clear as an Immortal, as if a heavenly being had descended to earth, causing her heart to fluctuate violently.

She suddenly felt that her past actions were absurd and laughable—to have actually been moved by someone like Duan Zhengchun.

Compared to this man, Duan Zhengchun was but a mortal ant, not worth mentioning.

Even though Li Qingluo was not the type to only value appearances, the indescribable air about Su Rui still made her heart stir slightly.

However, Su Rui paid her no attention.

"Mother, this is my Master; he was the one who saved me this time!"

Wang Yuyan landed lightly and quickly ran to Li Qingluo's side.

Even though Li Qingluo had already had a premonition, her heart was still filled with an irrepressible shock.

Judging by her daughter's words, even if the person before her was not a legendary Immortal, he was nearly indistinguishable from one.

Just taking the sword techniques Wang Yuyan now displayed, they already far surpassed all the martial arts manuals stored in Mantuo Villa.

No, they simply could not be compared.

"Greetings, Mr. Su."

Li Qingluo knew her own strengths well; when she bowed, she leaned forward slightly, faintly revealing her ample bosom.

But Su Rui walked straight past her without a second glance.

She was exquisitely beautiful and had a voluptuous figure, a true beauty of the mortal world.

But compared to Zhu Yuyan, she was still a bit inferior.

Furthermore, the two women standing by Su Rui—Li Hanyi and Yue Yao—were even more eye-catching.

Especially Yue Yao.

Li Hanyi was still young and her figure not yet fully developed, whereas Yue Yao, after being guided by Su Rui, was like a flower in full bloom in spring, radiant and dazzling, her every move possessing a soul-capturing charm.

Even Li Qingluo, who was accustomed to the ways of the world, couldn't help but feel a sense of being outshone.

"Mother?"

Seeing her mother dazed, Wang Yuyan called out softly, pulling her back to reality.

"Ah... yes? Yuyan, what did you say? This matter... what was the result?"

Li Qingluo naturally knew that Murong Fu had died at her daughter's hands, which had already shocked her immensely.

But what she found even harder to believe was that even the calculating and highly skilled Murong Bo had been repelled and pursued by her daughter.

One must know that when her daughter left home, she had no martial Foundation at all. How long had it been for her to be able to contend with such a powerhouse?

"Everything is resolved; no one will come to disturb us again."

Wang Yuyan spoke calmly.

"Dead?"

Li Qingluo's heart jolted, then she thought of the Master her daughter mentioned. With the strength of such a figure, Murong Bo probably couldn't even withstand a single move.

"Yes, and Murong Longcheng, as well as an extremely formidable expert from Shaolin."

"How strong?"

"Strong enough to last a while against Master."

Wang Yuyan answered seriously.

Li Qingluo was momentarily stunned.

Was the measure of a person's strength now based on how long they could last before that man?

"Mother, do you want to come with me to Snow Moon City?"

Wang Yuyan suddenly asked.

"Go to Snow Moon City?" Li Qingluo had never considered this question.

"Yes, Revered Master lives there, and I want to stay by his side forever."

The young girl's cheeks flushed with a faint pink.

"He is your Revered Master; you must not have such wild thoughts!"

A surge of sourness inexplicably welled up in Li Qingluo's heart; she actually felt a bit of jealousy toward her own daughter, even though she had no connection with Su Rui.

"I'm not having wild thoughts!" Wang Yuyan hurriedly defended herself.

But her tone carried a hint of hesitation: "It's just... the relationship between several Senior Sisters and Master..."

Though her heart was pure, she was exceptionally intelligent.

Although she hadn't been back in the Song for long, she had already noticed that the relationship between Li Hanyi and Yue Yao, who traveled with Su Rui, and their Master was definitely unusual.

A young girl's first Awakening of love inevitably leads to attraction.

And in her eighteen years of life, Su Rui was undoubtedly the man who occupied the most important position.

Looking at her daughter's dazed expression, Li Qingluo's heart stirred.

"Very well, but Mantuo Villa will take some time to pack up. Can we ask your Master to stay here for a while longer?"

She finally spoke.

"Alright, Mother, don't worry. I will mention it to Master, but in the end, it will depend on his wishes."

Wang Yuyan nodded and agreed.

Inside the banquet hall of Mantuo Villa, the maids quietly withdrew after serving tea.

"AZhu, ABi, why are your faces so pale? Are you injured?"

Su Rui looked at the two who slowly walked in, his brow furrowing slightly.

"Thank you for your concern, Hall Master. When the Murong Patriarch made his move that day, we were affected by some of the aftershocks."

The two looked dejected and replied in low voices.

"Murong Bo is dead, and the Murong clan will also vanish. From now on, you can stay in the martial arts hall with peace of mind."

The two women were stunned upon hearing this, then they curtsied: "Yes, thank you, Sir."

"Thank you, Mr. Su, for teaching my daughter."

Li Qingluo said respectfully.

Li Qingluo led Wang Yuyan into the hall, her gaze still involuntarily sweeping over Su Rui's face.

Wang Yuyan softly mentioned her mother's intention to move to Snow Moon City.

Su Rui nodded slightly; he had no objection to this matter.

Stay for a few more days? He turned to look at Li Hanyi and Yue Yao; seeing their expressions stir, he agreed.

How could he not see Li Hanyi's little thoughts? It just so happened that the Great Song was wealthy and prosperous, far superior to Northern Li; he might as well let them walk around and broaden their horizons.

...

The dispute in front of the Shaolin mountain gate had also subsided.

The exposure of Xuan Ci's illicit affair and child with Ye Erniang would have shaken the entire Martial Forest in the past.

But now, the earth-shattering battle between Su Rui and Bodhidharma, and the successive falls of Murong Longcheng and Murong Bo, had turned almost the entire Shaolin Temple into scorched earth.

Before such sensational events, a personal affair seemed insignificant instead.

Nonetheless, Xuan Ci was ultimately to blame and committed suicide to atone for his sins; Ye Erniang followed him.

When the monks were clearing the ruins, they found the body of a young novice monk with ordination scars on his back, but no one cared.

After the heroes dispersed, the Jianghu was immediately abuzz with rumors, and speculations about Su Rui's identity emerged endlessly.

These Jianghu people were ill-informed, but they were not entirely oblivious.

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