125: Chapter 124 A Palm Strike at the Nascent Soul Stage

How could the Gaunt Old Man possibly let Jiang Yueling escape?

The orders from his superiors were crystal clear—launch a surprise attack on the Danding Sect and Qingxuan Sect to disrupt the rear of the Shenduan Sect and Xuanhuang Pill Mansion. The top priority, however, was that female cultivator named Jiang Yueling.

This girl was not just a simple Personal Disciple of a Nascent Soul True Lord.

She carried a great secret. The old man wasn't sure exactly what it was, but his superiors had given a death order: capture her alive if possible; if not, execute her on the spot. She must never be allowed to be taken back by the Shenduan Sect.

Seeing Jiang Yueling's escape light getting further and further away, the old man grew anxious. Just as he was about to give chase, a figure blocked his path.

Yun Ming.

The Gaunt Old Man swept a glance over him, a disdainful smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

An Early Golden Core Stage cultivator dared to block him?

He didn't even bother to speak. With a wave of his hand, the flying shuttle transformed into a streak of cold light and shot out!

The shuttle tore through the air with a piercing screech, its speed incredibly alarming. This single strike was enough to pierce through an ordinary Early Golden Core Stage cultivator ten times over.

However, Yun Ming neither dodged nor avoided it.

He simply raised his hand and summoned a small tower.

The tower was only seven inches tall, pitch black all over, and emitted a faint metallic luster. Its body was divided into seven levels, each covered in intricate runes.

The zhoutian yuan-magnetic realm-suppressing tower.

The old man's figure suddenly froze, and the shuttle's speed slowed so much that Yun Ming easily dodged it.

He felt as if the surrounding space had solidified. Invisible pressure surged from all directions, pinning him firmly in place. It was incredibly difficult for him to even move, let alone chase Jiang Yueling.

“This is...”

The old man's pupils shrank slightly.

Magnetic Force! A supreme treasure capable of locking down space!

The look in his eyes as he stared at the small tower changed instantly—from contempt to surprise, and then to unabashed greed.

This kid actually possessed such a good item!

He desperately circulated his spiritual power to break free from the binding force. His Late Golden Core Stage cultivation erupted with full force, and the Devilish Qi around him surged like a tide, breaking through the spatial lock inch by inch. But even so, it would take at least three breaths of time to fully escape.

Three breaths.

That was enough for the girl to run far away.

No, he couldn't delay.

A fierce light flashed in the old man's eyes as he stopped holding back. He slammed his palm against his chest and spat something out.

It was a palm.

A decayed, withered skeletal palm emitting a dense Death Qi. The five finger bones were curled, and black lightning faintly danced upon them. With every pulse, the surrounding air crackled with explosive pops.

A Lifebound Treasure.

The palm of a Soul Transformation powerhouse!

The old man grinned hideously, his voice raspy and ear-piercing: “Kid, to die by this treasure is your good fortune. This palm was the left hand of a Soul Transformation powerhouse during his lifetime. I spent my life's blood to refine it into a Magic Treasure. A full-power strike can even wound a Nascent Soul!”

He pointed his finger, and the skeletal palm snapped open. The five finger bones curved into claws, carrying ten thousand tons of black lightning as it clawed down toward Yun Ming's head!

“Die in peace!”

Black lightning rolled and Death Qi permeated the air. The palm blotted out the sun, looking like a demonic claw reaching out from the depths of Hell.

Yun Ming's expression remained unchanged.

With a flick of his wrist, the cauldron of all things mother qi flew out from his sleeve!

The cauldron expanded as it met the wind, growing several yards in size in the blink of an eye. The cauldron's body was ancient, with three legs and two ears. At this moment, golden flames were burning fiercely at its mouth—this was the power of the golden crow feather, the ultimate Yang and most rigid force, specifically designed to counter all evils in the world!

Golden flames and black lightning collided with a roar!

Boom—!

A massive explosion shook the entire world. Gold and black intertwined, biting and devouring each other. A violent shockwave spread in all directions. Everywhere it passed, mountains shattered, trees turned to ash, and deep gullies were plowed into the ground.

In the distance, the fleeing Jiang Yueling suddenly looked back. Seeing the soaring flames and lightning, her pupils constricted.

Further away, the nine Golden Core devil cultivators who were chasing her also froze in unison, looking toward that direction with eyes full of shock.

This level of fluctuation had already exceeded the scope of the Early Golden Core Stage!

As the dust filled the air, two figures were sent flying back simultaneously.

Yun Ming's clothes were shattered by the shock, revealing the moonlight flowing frost robe beneath. The silver-white inner armor shimmered with a faint halo under the sunlight, making him look extraordinary, like a deity descending to the world.

The Gaunt Old Man was in a much more pathetic state. His black robe was burned with several large holes, his hair was scorched, his face was mottled with black and white soot, and a trace of blood hung from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at the precious robe on Yun Ming's body, then at the small cauldron hovering in the air, and finally at the small black tower locking down the space. The greed in his eyes was almost overflowing.

What on earth was this kid's background?

He was covered in good things, even more lavish than that Young Miss of the Shenduan Sect!

“Good, good, good!” The old man said the word 'good' three times, the smile on his face hideous and crazed. “Even if I don't chase that girl today, I will keep you here!”

He fiercely bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood onto the skeletal palm.

The palm expanded instantly!

Ten yards, fifty yards, a hundred yards, three hundred yards—

In the blink of an eye, a massive skeletal palm that blotted out the sun hung in the sky. Its five finger bones were like pillars supporting the heavens, and black lightning surged in its palm, as if it could crush the entire world with a single strike!

The old man didn't stop there. He took out a spiritual talisman from his robe and threw it out.

The talisman paper was pitch black, drawn with complex patterns in blood-colored runes. It flew into mid-air and suddenly exploded, transforming into an invisible barrier that enveloped the surrounding dozens of miles.

A Fourth-grade Spiritual Talisman, specifically used to lock down space and prevent enemies from escaping.

The old man grinned hideously: “Kid, once I activate this talisman, the space for dozens of miles around will solidify. No escape technique can be used. Today, you won't be able to escape even if you had wings!”

Yun Ming looked up at the massive skeletal palm blotting out the sun and the invisible spatial barrier, then took a deep breath.

There was no escape.

Then he could only fight.

He raised his hand, and the cauldron of all things mother qi expanded once more!

Ten yards, fifty yards, a hundred yards—

The cauldron grew wildly against the wind, transforming into a hundred-yard giant cauldron hovering in mid-air in the blink of an eye. The cauldron's body was ancient, standing on three legs. The power of the golden crow feather was fully activated, and golden flames burned fiercely, dyeing half the sky gold.

However, compared to the three-hundred-yard skeletal palm, the hundred-yard giant cauldron was still a size smaller.

The skeletal palm slammed down with a roar!

The cauldron of all things mother qi crashed into it head-on!

Boom—!

An earth-shattering explosion!

Golden flames and black lightning exploded, forming ripples of visible shockwaves that spread crazily in all directions. The ground trembled, mountains collapsed, and the clouds in the sky were swept away, revealing the azure blue behind them.

The speed at which the skeletal palm was striking down was forced to a halt for an instant.

But only for an instant.

In the next instant, the giant cauldron began to sink.

The power of that sun-blotting skeletal palm was too terrifying. Before it, the hundred-yard giant cauldron was like a child contending with a giant. The cauldron of all things mother qi was pressed down inch by inch, the golden flames on its body flickering as if they might go out at any moment.

Boom!

The giant cauldron smashed onto the ground.

Immediately after, the skeletal palm slammed heavily onto the cauldron, and through the cauldron's body, it struck the ground.

The earth shook violently, like a ground dragon turning over.

With the point of collision as the center, the ground for dozens of miles around collapsed simultaneously, forming a massive deep pit. Cracks spread in all directions, bottomless, with the widest parts reaching several yards across.

Yun Ming was sent flying by the massive force, spitting out a mouthful of blood while still in mid-air.