86: A Nascent Soul Ancestor? Killed with a single palm strike.

"Too weak."

Those three simple words were like three resounding slaps across the face of that Soul Transformation Ancestor from the Central Province Sacred Land.

They also felt like three bolts of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder striking the hearts of every Cultivator present!

Silence!

A deathly silence!

In this moment, the tens of thousands of Cultivators across the entire Black Wind Plain seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Their eyes bulged and their mouths hung open like Mortals witnessing a miracle; their minds were a complete blank.

A seemingly young Cultivator had faced the world-destroying pressure of a long-renowned Soul Transformation Ancestor and emerged... completely unscathed?

He had even turned around and mocked his opponent for being too weak?

Has the world gone mad?!

"You... just who are you?!"

The Soul Transformation Ancestor's expression finally changed completely.

For the first time, shock and solemnity surfaced on his majestic face.

If he had only thought Chu He was a bit odd before, he now viewed him as an equal—or perhaps... an existence even stronger than himself!

Returning to Simplicity!

The opponent had definitely stepped into the Spirit Transformation Realm, and his cultivation was extremely high—reaching the Realm of 'Returning to Simplicity,' where one could perfectly control their aura without leaking a single shred!

"You are not worthy of knowing who I am."

Chu He's patience had run out.

He lifted his eyelids, his cold gaze sweeping over the Soul Transformation Ancestor, then across the four Nascent Soul Elders behind him who were already pale with fright, and finally over the surrounding Nascent Soul Old Monsters who were harboring ill intentions and itching to move.

"Originally, I only intended to kill a few of you."

"But now, I've changed my mind."

"None of you who harbored killing intent toward me should think of leaving today."

His voice wasn't loud, yet it reached everyone's ears with absolute clarity.

The moment his voice fell, a supreme Divine Might—thousands, tens of thousands of times more terrifying than the Soul Transformation Ancestor's previous pressure—erupted from within his body!

Rumble—!

It felt as if the heavens had collapsed in an instant!

The entire earth of the Black Wind Plain trembled and wailed violently as bottomless rifts spread frantically in all directions with Chu He as the center!

Pfft!

Thud!

Some nearby Golden Core and Foundation Establishment Cultivators didn't even have time to scream before their bodies shattered like fragile porcelain, exploding into mists of blood on the spot!

Even those Nascent Soul Old Monsters felt as if they'd been struck by lightning; they spat out mouthfuls of blood as their internal Nascent Souls nearly shattered from the shock of this Divine Might!

They could no longer maintain their forms and fell from mid-air like dumplings into a pot, sprawling miserably on the ground. Their bodies shook uncontrollably, and they couldn't even lift their heads!

Before Chu He's Soul Transformation Divine Might, which was fused with the Primordial Dragon God Bloodline, these so-called Nascent Soul giants were no different from a flock of chickens and ducks waiting to be slaughtered!

"Late... Soul Transformation Stage?! No! It's the Great Perfection!!"

The only one still barely standing was the Soul Transformation Ancestor from the Central Province Sacred Land.

But his current state was even more pathetic than the others.

The bones throughout his body were creaking, and his legs shook violently beyond his control, as if he might kneel at any moment.

He looked at Chu He in absolute horror, feeling that terrifying aura as deep and immeasurable as a vast ocean. In that instant, his Dao Heart completely collapsed!

Escape!

I must escape!

Only this single thought remained in his mind!

The young man before him was not an existence he could possibly contend with!

If he didn't leave now, death was certain!

"Wanting to leave?"

Just as he was about to burn his Primordial Spirit to perform a Blood Escape Secret Technique, Chu He's indifferent voice rang in his ear.

The Soul Transformation Ancestor saw a blur, and that figure in green robes appeared before him like a ghost, less than three feet away.

"You..."

He was about to say something when a palm that looked unremarkable—even somewhat fair and slender—slowly enlarged in his pupils.

The speed of that palm wasn't fast; one could even say it was very slow.

So slow that he could clearly see every line on the palm.

But he couldn't move.

His body, his Primordial Spirit, the space and time around him—everything seemed to be completely shackled by an invisible force!

He could only watch helplessly as that hand, like the scythe of a death god, pressed gently against his forehead.

There was no earth-shattering boom.

Nor was there an eruption of world-destroying energy.

Chu He's palm simply gave a gentle press, and then he withdrew it.

The terror on the Soul Transformation Ancestor's face froze.

He lowered his head and looked at his own body.

It was perfectly intact.

He was stunned.

Did the opponent show mercy?

However, in the next second...

"Crack..."

An extremely faint sound of shattering rang out from between his brows.

A tiny crack appeared.

Then, like a spiderweb, the cracks spread through his entire body at an incredible speed!

From his Physical Body to the Primordial Spirit within his Sea of Consciousness!

"No..."

In the final instant of his life, he let out a roar filled with endless fear and despair.

Bang!

A generation's Soul Transformation Ancestor, a peerless Prodigy of the Central Province Sacred Land who appeared only once in ten thousand years, shattered and turned into flying ash like a weathered sand sculpture under the gaze of tens of thousands of Cultivators.

His form and spirit were both extinguished!

Dead silence.

The entire world seemed to have been put on pause.

All the Cultivators who were lucky enough to still be alive looked at that green-robed figure standing with his hands behind his back as if they were looking at a god.

One palm!

With just a single palm!

He had slapped a living Soul Transformation Ancestor into flying ash!

What kind of terrifying strength was this?!

Just who was this person?!

"Your turn."

Chu He ignored the shock of the crowd. He turned around, his indifferent gaze falling upon the four Sacred Land Elders who were already paralyzed on the ground, their souls flying away and spirits scattering.

"No! Senior, have mercy! Senior, spare our lives!"

"We were wrong! We won't dare do it again!"

The four of them were terrified out of their wits, kowtowing frantically for mercy.

There was no ripple of emotion on Chu He's face.

He simply raised his hand slowly and flicked a finger.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Four imperceptible streaks of golden light flashed by.

The pleas for mercy from the four Late Nascent Soul stage, Great Perfection Elders stopped abruptly; a tiny bloody hole appeared in each of their foreheads.

Their life force was instantly wiped out.

After finishing this, Chu He's gaze slowly swept toward those Nascent Soul Old Monsters trembling on the ground in the distance.

"And you all."

"I said just now, not a single one of you should think of leaving."