204: Eat...people?
Zuoqiu Yi looked at her Third Sister, "Even Big Sister can't do it?"
In her heart, Big Sister was the most talented Genius Cultivator of the younger generation in the Zuoqiu Family,
and she was also the leader among the renowned "Huai Lake Seven Heroes" in the Cultivation World, possessing formidable strength, which should not be inferior to Fang Qingge or Xu Sanyan.
"Alas…"
Zuoqiu Hui shook her head, saying no more. She could only think, 'Little Sister, you think too highly of Big Sister. In a battle of this magnitude, they would barely be able to intervene, let alone match them.'
Zuoqiu Shu did not notice the whispered conversation between her two younger sisters. Her entire attention was drawn to the enormous illusory Buddha figure.
Looking again at the tall, slender young man in a light red robe beneath the colossal palm, her eyes seemed touched.
Is this what a true Child of Heaven is?
Is this… the Genius my father spoke of, who could suppress an entire generation?
Previously, although Zuoqiu Shu appeared humble and gentle on the surface, she secretly harbored a sense of pride. As the undisputed number one among the younger generation of the Huai Lake Zuoqiu Clan, she naturally had her own arrogance.
Most Cultivation Techniques and spells, she could master with a glance, and with a little effort, she could reach heights that others could only dream of. Moreover, she was extremely diligent. Even the Old Ancestor once said that the Zuoqiu Clan's next generation depended on her.
Now, this pride was easily shattered by someone else.
Just by observing, she could feel the immense pressure. The unparalleled giant palm descending filled one with despair.
But…
The giant palm was caught.
It was easily caught by that young man in the red robe…
This even made her suspect whether the giant palm was merely for show, appearing terrifying but actually weak in power.
However, the sunken earth and the incoming Qi waves shattered this illusion. The surging magical power aftershocks swept past everyone. Zuoqiu Yi, with her slightly lower Cultivation, barely managed to stand firm by forcing herself.
All of this told her that it was not merely for show…
Xu Sanyan's red robe tore into pieces, revealing his bulging muscles. A fierce and violent Aura emanated from his brows and eyes. He supported the golden giant palm with one hand, and the ground trembled slightly, cracking in a spiderweb pattern centered around him.
"Heh… Demon Subduing Palm, what big talk!"
Xu Sanyan slowly raised his head, his pursed lips revealing a hint of coldness. Red mist permeated the air around him, enveloping him tightly and obstructing everyone's view.
As the mist gradually dispersed, a figure appeared. His bare body was covered in dark red patterns, and he held a large halberd in one hand. Two other arms grew from beneath his ribs, clenching their fists tightly.
Net Intent's previously calm expression instantly turned solemn. He could feel that this person's Aura had changed, becoming even more dangerous.
Wei Xunzhu, watching from a distance, her eyes flickering, quietly retreated a bit with the Wei Family members, fearing being caught in the crossfire.
Zuoqiu Zhen's small mouth remained agape for a long time. Looking at Xu Sanyan in the arena and then at her Big Sister, a hint of loss welled up in her heart.
"Benefactor, what great ferocity you possess." Net Intent frowned deeply, his vigilance rising to its highest.
"Ferocity? Hahahaha…"
Xu Sanyan burst into laughter as if he had heard a joke, looking up at the sky, "Is your Buddhist Sect compassionate, and my Saint Sect ferocious? Very well, today we shall see whether your Buddha is more powerful, or my Devil Head is more ferocious!"
As soon as his voice fell, the dark halberd had already flown before Net Intent's eyes. Xu Sanyan's figure flickered and arrived, his four arms striking down heavily.
Net Intent remained still, extending his right hand in a lotus-pinching gesture. A dazzling golden light suddenly erupted around him, like a golden bell firmly enveloping him. Mysterious and profound runes floated on the surface of the golden bell.
"Clang…!"
Xu Sanyan struck the golden bell, and an ear-piercing bell sound instantly reverberated across the sky, its echo lingering for a long time. The immense recoil force made him involuntarily retreat two steps.
Net Intent, inside the bronze bell, was not having an easy time either. His face instantly lost all color. Fortunately, his "Great Luo Golden Body" had just begun to show results, otherwise he would have been injured.
The spectators from afar each employed their own methods to block out the bell sound. Even the bell sound itself had considerable lethality.
"What a hard turtle shell."
Xu Sanyan cursed under his breath, reaching out to recall his great halberd. He leaped up and descended from the sky, striking directly downwards.
Net Intent knew that prolonged defense would inevitably lead to failure, so he withdrew the golden bell. His hands came together, nine fingers bent, leaving only one finger upright, and he spoke in a low voice,
"Soul Crossing Finger!"
A golden line shot up into the sky, colliding with Xu Sanyan's crimson light.
…
At this instant, time seemed to stop for a moment, followed by the sound of the sky collapsing,
"Boom!!!"
Golden and red halos spread out in mid-air, like a stone dropped into a calm lake, creating ripples.
Rebounded by the aftershocks of the magical power, Xu Sanyan flew backward at an even faster speed, crashing far away into a pavilion. The huge pavilion collapsed with a roar, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust.
Net Intent's body sank, his legs already embedded in the earth. His face grew even paler, and a trace of crimson blood hung at the corner of his mouth. He too was affected by the backlash of the spell, his internal organs slightly ruptured.
Moreover, that one finger just now had almost consumed seventy percent of his magical power, which was why it resulted in such a heaven-shattering blow.
The golden and red aftershocks swept over the people in the arena. Zuoqiu Shu's expression changed drastically. She waved her hand, leaving a layer of magical barrier in front of everyone. As the aftershocks swept past, Zuoqiu Shu let out a muffled groan, unable to help but take a step back, but fortunately, she managed to block it in the end.
The aftershocks continued to spread. People hiding in distant pavilions each employed their own methods to resist. Although they themselves were unharmed, the pavilions collapsed one after another, and thick smoke billowed up.
Zuoqiu Xin looked at the pavilion that had engulfed Xu Sanyan and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice,
"Is he… still alive?"
No one could answer him. This was what everyone was curious about.
Hundreds of eyes stared fixedly at the collapsed pavilion. Some hoped he would emerge, while others did not.
Time passed bit by bit. The smoke and dust gradually dispersed. In front of the huge ruins, a figure appeared in the thin smoke, four arms faintly visible, seemingly holding something in his hand.
"He… is still alive!"
Someone with sharp eyes noticed that the blood-red mist lingering around Xu Sanyan seemed much fainter, but he had indeed appeared.
Xu Sanyan held a person with one hand and strode out. His everted, sharp fangs pierced the person's neck, and threads of vital blood flowed from the fangs into his body, healing his injuries.
And that person's Physical Body gradually shriveled at a visible speed. From his slightly rising and falling chest, it seemed he was still alive.
"Cannibalism…!"
Someone in the distance exclaimed, their worldview completely shattered by this scene. They could never have imagined that someone could heal their injuries by eating people!
Xu Sanyan never cared about outside gazes. He casually discarded the shriveled corpse, moved his body slightly, and felt his injuries recover by fifty to sixty percent.
"Hmph, dead bald monk, come again!"
Xu Sanyan's dark eyes looked at Net Intent, and the Evil Qi around him grew even more intense.
Net Intent was silent for a moment, then slowly took out a Medicinal Pill from his embrace and swallowed it, recuperating from his injuries.
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