Chapter 445: Suppression
At this moment, everyone saw the ancient bronze door standing at the end of the old path, brimming with antiquity.
The bronze door emanated an air of desolation and solitude as if from an ancient passage of time. Despite the great distance, everyone still felt a terrifying oppressive force.
In front of the bronze door stood a lifelike statue of a divine creature, a monstrous Pi Xiu, proud and majestic. Each hair stood erect like steel pillars, and its eyes burst forth with a terrible cold light, dominating the Eight Desolates, as if it were a real ancient fierce beast guarding here.
Ji Huo'er and others stood atop the fierce beast, looking into the distance with far-reaching gazes.
Indeed, just as Gu Shi had said before, directly in front of the Pi Xiu, there was a pond of water—the same Demon Pool from which he had originally picked up the bronze fragment. The Demon Pool was blood-red, like a pool of settling blood, terribly frightening.
Qinchuan and the Netherworld Saintess advanced in the lead, clashing against each other with dazzling Dao magic and immense divine prowess, causing the ancient path to shatter.
As the two moved towards the bronze door, they collided in the ultimate contest of Dao magic and physical bodies.
When they arrived at the base of the Pi Xiu statue, Qinchuan released a burst of Innate Qi and struck one of the Moon Disks held by the Netherworld Saintess with a punch.
"Crack!" A faint sound emerged.
The Moon Disk, transformed from prayer beads and refined by a great power from the Divine Realm, veteran of countless battles, unbeaten in all, finally could no longer withstand the multitude of punches from Qinchuan. With his terrifying physical strength, it emitted a crisp sound of breaking.
Then, that Moon Disk instantly split into two halves and fell to the ground.
"What!"
"My Nine Star Immortal Beads!"
The Netherworld Saintess's face went pale with shock, utterly astonished.
"How could this be? My Nine Star Immortal Beads, refined from stellar divine stones, how could they shatter!"
The Netherworld Saintess spat out a mouthful of fresh blood suddenly. Her lifebound weapon was connected to her; its shattering dealt her a severe spiritual backlash.
Enormous waves of shock surged in the heart of the Netherworld Saintess, leaving her utterly astounded, her eyes revealing an expression of disbelief.
Seeing this scene, both the disciples of the Netherworld Hall and the adventurers were stunned and filled with suspicion and fear.
"Although we do not know the level of the magical treasure in the Saintess's hand, its power is terrifying. It must be an existence surpassing spiritual artifacts, yet it was shattered by that kid's fist?"
"Just how terrifying is his physical body?"
The looks that everyone gave Qinchuan were filled with shock and a chill of fear.
"Is this kid even human?"
At the same time, the remaining eight prayer beads also sensed danger, spinning rapidly. With a whoosh, they flew back to the side of the Netherworld Saintess, no longer daring to reappear.
"Hmph, is that all there is to it!"
Qinchuan snorted coldly, soaring into the skies and transforming into a towering mountain, stamping down towards the Netherworld Saintess.
"What's the Netherworld Hall good for, what's Mend Heaven Sect good for? In front of this young master, even dragons must coil up, and tigers must lie down. The one who can kill this young master has not yet been born."
Qinchuan transformed into a massive mountain, his divine might overwhelming and terrifying.
"Suppress!"
This punch was mighty and heavy as if it weighed ten thousand juns. It could split mountains and rocks, reverse rivers and seas, and violently crashed towards the Netherworld Saintess.
The Netherworld Saintess was sent flying backward, crashing hard onto the ground as a gush of fresh blood spurted out.
"Whoosh——"
"How is this possible, this kid is so strong! Even the Saintess is no match for him!"
All of the disciples of the Netherworld Hall stopped their actions, struck with terror, standing agape at the scene before them.
Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, they discovered that the Netherworld Saintess had not been knocked down by this punch, but had once again risen into the air.
Standing in the void, she was immensely furious, her hair standing on end, her white robes fluttering without wind, and a tangible murderous intent flowed from her eyes as she looked down at Qinchuan, word by word.
"You forced my hand!"
The aura of the Netherworld Saintess was like a rainbow, her black hair flying about, and beneath the white veil, her face was extremely cold.
Having said that,
the aura around the Netherworld Saintess began to rise.
"Boom—"
At that moment, it was as if the Netherworld Saintess had broken some sort of shackles, her aura bursting forth suddenly, with the pressure around her body climbing steadily.
In her eyes, there seemed to be a golden vortex swirling, emitting a dazzling light that was captivating, and her aura continued to climb.
In no time at all, she broke through the Spirit Martial Realm, stepping into the Dao Palace Realm.
"Originally I did not wish to draw too much attention, but since you keep pushing me, even at the risk of being discovered by this world today, I will kill you here!"
The Netherworld Saintess came from the Upper Realm. Because this world restricts Cultivators of the Spirit Martial Realm from entering, she had compressed her own Cultivation Level within the Spirit Martial Realm.
While other people from the Divine Wilderness could break through to the Intermediate Stage of the Dao Palace Realm with no issue here, coming from the Upper Realm, if she were to break through to the Dao Palace Realm after releasing her seal, it would be extremely easy to attract the attention of the Great Dao Laws of this world. That's why she had always suppressed her Cultivation Level to the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Martial Realm.
But today, Qinchuan's strength was beyond her expectations, and she had to forcefully unlock her seal and break through to the Dao Palace Realm.
After reaching the Dao Palace Realm, her aura did not stop rising. In no time, her aura had advanced from the Early Stage to the Intermediate Stage of the Dao Palace Realm.
The Netherworld Saintess, upon breaking through to the Intermediate Stage of the Dao Palace Realm, was terrifying. The filth and bloodstains on her body from the great battle were cleaned up by the steaming Mana and True Qi.
Standing in the void, she was clad in white as pure as snow, with a transcendent and proud aptitude, merging with the heavens and earth, exerting an innate pressure, resembling a Heavenly Goddess from the Upper Realm, looking down upon the ants of the Lower Realm.
Those who merely caught a glimpse of her from afar instantly felt their spirits captured, trembling in fear.
In fact, she was indeed from the Upper Realm, the pampered girl of the Mend Heaven Sect.
She glanced at the crowd with disdain, her golden pupils exuding strands of authority, as if ready to devour the souls of the onlookers.
The Netherworld Saintess's delicate hand formed a gesture, and she cast a spell. Soon after, a bright divine light shot out from her palm.
"Mysterious Spirit Inheritance, Mend Heaven Divine Palm!"
Qinchuan stood resolute, his Innate Qi surging, the hair on his body standing on end as he sensed a great pressure.
Although the Mend Heaven Palm and the Mend Heaven Divine Palm differed by only a single word, Qinchuan understood the gap between them.
The Mend Heaven Palm was a Mysterious Technique, but the Mend Heaven Divine Palm was a Supreme Divine Ability of the Mend Heaven Sect, beyond the reach of ordinary disciples. Your journey continues on My Virtual Library Empire
It possessed unparalleled power. At its extreme, one could grasp the stars and eclipse the sun.
Furthermore, this Mend Heaven Divine Palm also integrated the legacy of the Mysterious Spirit Giant God.
The Mysterious Spirit Giant God was a true God from Ancient Times. Although the Netherworld Saintess had only grasped a trace of the Giant Spirit God's Divine Intent and had not fully mastered the Mysterious Spirit Divine Power, the terrifying power within was nonetheless incomparable.
"Boom!"
The Mend Heaven Divine Palm swept across, and upon the clash of the two, a terrifying noise erupted, and the heavens and earth shook.
As expected,
Qinchuan was swept away by this palm.
His body flew backward, tracing an arc, before landing precisely on the back of a Pixiu statue near the Bronze Gate.
Qinchuan was covered in blood. At that moment, he felt as if his bones were broken and his organs displaced. Just one move had caused him grave injuries.