Immortal Venerable Wuliang, come out and die.
This sentence echoed repeatedly over the Fiery Sect.
Inside the main hall of the Fiery Sect, there was a deathly silence. Yin Kangshun’s face was like ice, his eyes wide with anger.
How many tens of thousands of years had it been since anyone dared to speak to him like this?
Although Yin Kangshun was not at the Immortal Emperor realm, what true Immortal Emperor would bother with him? Yin Kangshun, as a veteran late-stage Immortal Venerable, possessed immense pride.
Swoosh…
In an instant, Yin Kangshun vanished from the hall, and a figure shot out.
Seeing this, Remnant Immortal Venerable also transformed into a flash of lightning and followed suit. The others in the hall quickly followed.
"Shumin, stay by my side. I will protect you," Yin Shaohua said boastfully, attempting to win the beauty's heart.
Yu Shumin glanced at Yin Shaohua with disdain in her eyes.
I am already a Golden Immortal, and you are still a Mysterious Immortal.
Yu Shumin said nothing and followed behind everyone as they left.
In the sky above, three figures stood suspended: Xia Feng, Yin Kangshun, and Lu Yanghua.
"Hmph, a mere early-stage Immortal Venerable, daring to call out my immortal title directly. Have you come seeking death?"
Yin Kangshun looked at Xia Feng before him, snorting coldly, his eyes filled with rage.
No matter what, he had to kill this person today.
Xia Feng suppressed his cultivation to the early-stage Immortal Venerable realm to avoid exposing his strength and preventing Yin Kangshun from showing off.
"Brother Kangshun, this little brat doesn't require my assistance, does he?" Lu Yanghua stroked his beard with a smile.
"Brother Yanghua, just watch the show from the sidelines." Yin Kangshun waved his hand, indicating no help was needed.
He was a veteran late-stage Immortal Venerable with powerful strength. Even an Immortal Emperor would struggle to withstand three of his moves.
Lu Yanghua smiled, beckoned below, and a white crane flew up. Lu Yanghua leaped onto the crane, exuding an unparalleled grace.
Xia Feng glanced at Lu Yanghua. That white crane looked quite impressive.
Below, the spectators were discussing animatedly.
Yin Shaohua was the first to boast to Yu Shumin, "Hmph, a mere early-stage Immortal Venerable, daring to challenge my grandfather. Truly seeking death."
Yu Shumin deliberately moved a few steps away from him upon hearing this. This person lacked ability but still looked down upon early-stage Immortal Venerables.
If he could break through to Immortal Emperor in his lifetime, it would be considered a testament to his extraordinary talent.
She had heard about Yin Shaohua's situation. His talent was mediocre, and he had only reached Mysterious Immortal through pills and sect resources.
Back in Wumie City, there was even a saying mocking him: the entire city was of one mind, having great faith in him, unanimously believing that he was: incapable.
To think that in the end, she was to marry a joke.
"How many years has it been since the Ancestor personally made a move? I'm truly looking forward to it."
"Indeed. I wonder if that brat can last three moves against the Ancestor."
"Three moves? I think even one move would be difficult."
"Don't say that. He is only an early-stage Immortal Venerable at such a young age. At the same realm, he should be able to withstand three moves, but this fellow's brain isn't quite right."
The disciples of the Fiery Sect whispered among themselves, pointing at Xia Feng in the sky, ready to spectate.
"Brat, state your name. This Venerable does not kill insignificant vermin," Yin Kangshun arrogantly asked, pointing at Xia Feng.
"You might as well save your breath to ask Yama," Xia Feng said calmly.
"Then do not blame this Venerable for torturing you slowly."
After speaking, Yin Kangshun attacked Xia Feng. He clasped his hands together, his figure suddenly vanishing. The next moment, he appeared directly before Xia Feng.
"Fiery Palm."
Yin Kangshun, appearing before Xia Feng, chanted incantations. He extended his right palm and struck towards Xia Feng.
At the same time, he locked onto Xia Feng's aura, sealing Xia Feng's escape routes.
At the Immortal Venerable realm, locking onto an opponent's aura and sealing space were basic maneuvers.
It was like missiles on Earth, first locking on, then seeing where you could run.
Xia Feng's entire aura was now locked by Yin Kangshun. If Xia Feng were truly an early-stage Immortal Venerable, he would have to meet this palm strike head-on.
Yin Kangshun knew Xia Feng could not escape and a smile of victory spread across his lips. He had only used thirty percent of his strength for this palm strike.
He feared Xia Feng would not be able to withstand his full power, otherwise, there would be no fun later.
Lu Yanghua, watching from the side, had a calm expression. He knew Xia Feng was bound to lose, and this palm strike was unavoidable.
Even he would have to exert all his strength to block it, let alone an early-stage Immortal Venerable.
Xia Feng faced the palm strike heading towards him, unhurried.
As it approached him, Xia Feng unleashed his full strength, instantly locking onto Yin Kangshun.
Boom…
A monstrous aura erupted around Yin Kangshun. The shockwave of this powerful aura made his face puff up like a drum in the wind.
Immortal Emperor?
In an instant, the suffocating word flashed through Yin Kangshun's mind.
As Xia Feng's aura exploded, Lu Yanghua's expression changed drastically, and the white crane beneath him became agitated.
Bang…
Xia Feng extended his right hand and met Yin Kangshun's palm. Yin Kangshun, like a kite with a broken string, plummeted straight down, crashing heavily onto the ground of the Fiery Sect, creating a massive pit.
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Everyone's eyes widened, as if time had stopped. They forgot to breathe.
The late-stage Immortal Venerable Ancestor was struck down like a dog?
And in one move?
Their strength was insufficient, and they couldn't sense Xia Feng's aura at all. Only Lu Yanghua, who was observing from the side, knew the situation.
No one spoke, and no one dared to speak. They looked at their Ancestor lying on the ground, and not a single person stepped forward to check.
Their feet felt as if they were cemented in place, unable to move even an inch.
"Alas… with your strength, if you hadn't shown off, you might have been able to block one of my moves," Xia Feng said, looking at the dying Yin Kangshun lying on the ground.
Xia Feng's voice was not loud but pierced through everyone's hearts.
It felt as if their hearts were being squeezed, giving them a suffocating sensation.
At this moment, Xia Feng cast a slight glance at Lu Yanghua.
Lu Yanghua immediately wet himself in fear. He was only a mid-stage Immortal Venerable, far inferior to Yin Kangshun. Such a powerful Yin Kangshun couldn't withstand even one move from an Immortal Emperor, let alone him?
Lu Yanghua's hands began to tremble slightly. He deeply regretted coming forward to show off for no reason.
What should I do??
What should I do now?
Running was out of the question. Did he still think he could escape from an Immortal Emperor?
Was this looking down on Immortal Emperors, or was it overconfidence?
Countless thoughts flashed through Lu Yanghua's mind, and he felt he could not escape death.
Lu Yanghua had never been so nervous in his life. He had never feared facing the threat of death before.
But before him was an Immortal Emperor! Just those two words, Immortal Emperor, were enough to make him tremble from the depths of his soul.
Lu Yanghua quickly climbed up from the back of the white crane. Standing on the crane's back, he directly knelt down and shouted:
"Greetings, Immortal Emperor."
The entire scene was stunned!