Chapter 324 - 306: Yang God
The air all around them completely froze.
Time itself seemed to stop in that instant.
The wrinkles on Elder Yinfrost’s face instantly stiffened. His pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks as he stared intently at the shapeless pile of flesh on the ground. He then whipped his head toward Qi Yun, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.
The few Moonlight Sect disciples behind him were even worse off. Their faces were drained of all color, and their legs grew so weak they could barely stand.
It was clear they had never witnessed such a ruthless and cruel method!
Mo Wenxuan’s eyes were wide with shock, his breath catching in his throat.
He knew this "Qi Master" was unfathomable, and the Emperor himself had hinted that his true power might be beyond imagination.
But he had never imagined—not in his wildest dreams—that the man would strike so... so decisively and mercilessly!
Without a single word, he had used a lightning-fast technique to instantly kill an Elder of the same Realm!
’This isn’t some common squabble between Cultivators.’
’This man isn’t even... normal...’
Qi Yun slowly withdrew his finger, as if he had merely flicked away a speck of dust.
He furrowed his brow and looked at Mo Wenxuan, who was also staring with wide, incredulous eyes. His calm tone held a trace of subtle confusion:
"What are you looking at? Did you want to leave them alive to run back and report this?"
He shook his head slightly, genuinely puzzled by the shock from Mo Wenxuan and the others.
In the Northwest, when facing enemies who might reveal your position and bring greater trouble, striking first to eradicate them root and stem was a perfectly normal procedure.
But the reaction of these Cultivators from the Cangque Realm made it seem as if he had done something wrong.
Qi Yun’s calm gaze sent a jolt through Mo Wenxuan, snapping him out of his shock.
’He’s right. It’s come to this. With a Moonlight Sect Elder dead, we are now mortal enemies. There’s no turning back.’
’If the rest of them escape, word will immediately get back to the Moonlight Sect. Forget about taking the Heaven-Deceiving Array then...’
’We’d be lucky to leave the Cloud Dream Marsh alive!’
"Kill them!" A fierce light flashed in Mo Wenxuan’s eyes. Without further hesitation, he let out a low shout, and the White Jade Folding Fan in his hand snapped open!
The landscape painting on its surface flared with brilliant light, transforming into sharp blades of cyan wind that swept toward Elder Yinfrost, who was still reeling in shock.
The two Royal Court Attendants beside him also reacted, striking at once. They condensed their Power of the Divine Soul into chains and spikes, coordinating with Mo Wenxuan to attack the other Moonlight Sect disciples.
Elder Yinfrost roared, summoning a silver, disc-shaped mirror to protect himself while simultaneously flicking several crescent-shaped Magical Artifacts from his sleeve in a hasty counterattack.
However, he had lost the initiative, and his heart was already seized by terror.
Facing a full-force surprise attack from Mo Wenxuan, a Royal Court Attendant of the same Realm, Elder Yinfrost’s resistance seemed feeble.
The cyan wind blades and silver crescents clashed and annihilated each other in mid-air, but Mo Wenxuan’s fan itself slipped through a gap in the defense like a phantom and slammed heavily into Elder Yinfrost’s chest!
"PUH!"
Elder Yinfrost spat out a mouthful of blood laced with ice crystals. The light of his protective silver mirror dimmed instantly as he staggered backward.
At the same time, the two Royal Court Attendants had cleanly dispatched the few remaining Moonlight Sect disciples, whose minds had been shattered by the shock.
The sounds of screams, colliding Magic, and bodies hitting the ground echoed briefly through the dense fog before quickly fading into silence.
In just over ten breaths, not a single Moonlight Sect Cultivator was left standing besides Qi Yun’s group of four.
Mo Wenxuan caught his breath, his face still a little pale as he looked at the bodies scattered haphazardly on the ground.
He wasn’t a soft-hearted man, but to annihilate an entire team of Cultivators at such close range and with such speed...
Especially when two of them were Elder Level figures. It was a significant shock to him.
He was just about to speak with Qi Yun to discuss how to handle the scene and leave as quickly as possible.
「Then, a sudden change—」
"BOOM!!!"
An indescribable, terrifying pressure—as vast as the Star Sea, as scorching as the sun itself descending—crashed down without any warning from the highest, most distant reaches of the firmament!
It was the scan of a pure Divine Soul will!
For hundreds of miles around, all living things prostrated themselves and trembled, a primal cry of terror wailing from the depths of their Divine Souls.
The might of a Yang God!
All Divine Souls were forced to bow!
Qi Yun’s group of four bore the brunt of it!
Mo Wenxuan felt an irresistible, scorching heat that threatened to ignite and desiccate his very soul. It brutally pierced his Protective Divine Light and seared his Purple Mansion Divine Soul directly.
He let out a muffled groan as his face flushed blood-red, then instantly turned deathly pale.
The aura around him fluctuated violently, and he was on the verge of falling from the Yin Spirit Realm.
It was absolute suppression on the level of the Divine Soul, like an ant staring up at the blazing sun—even the thought of resistance was impossible to muster!
The two attendants beside him fared even worse. They let out a "WAAH" as they vomited blood, their Divine Souls wounded. They collapsed to the ground, listless, their eyes filled with utter terror.
"This is... bad!" Mo Wenxuan forced out, his voice hoarse and broken as he fought against the splitting pain in his Purple Mansion and the tremors wracking his very soul.
"It’s... it’s a Yang God Great Power! This scorching, pure will of a Divine Soul, like the great sun making its patrol across the heavens... Is it the Moonlight Sect’s Sect Leader, Hao Yue Master?
"Qi Master, you were too impulsive!
"Now we’re completely exposed!"
He looked at Qi Yun, his eyes filled with regret and terror.
A Yang God!
In the cultivation system of the Cangque Realm, that was a powerhouse who had truly touched the edge of the "Dao"!
Their Divine Soul has undergone a fundamental transformation, becoming tangible and corporeal, containing a trace of pure Yang essence. It holds a natural, overwhelming advantage over other Cultivators’ Divine Souls.
In the presence of such a being, their chances of even escaping with their lives were slim to none!
And yet, faced with this terrifying pressure that had scared Mo Wenxuan witless, Qi Yun merely raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth curling into a faint, meaningful arc.
"Impulsive?"
Qi Yun glanced at the anxiously foot-stamping Mo Wenxuan and chuckled. In the suffocating pressure of the Divine Soul, the sound was exceptionally clear.