306: Holy Son Fu Hong

[It all happened in the blink of an eye.]

[Until this moment, the roar and airwaves generated by the violent collision of spiritual power finally erupted, pressing a ring of depressions into the shallow waters surrounding the island.]

[Cao Qingyi looked at you, standing with your hands behind your back, in a daze; her expression was filled with shock, joy, and confusion.]

[Yin Wujiu wretchedly fended off the rebounding Mystic Yin Heavy Water and looked at you with suspicion and uncertainty, his Face looking extremely grim.]

[Fu Hong glared at you coldly and barked, "Who is Your Excellency? How dare you interfere in the affairs of my Divine Dragon Cult!"]

[You didn't look at them, only raising a hand to support the tottering Cao Qingyi, sending a wisp of gentle Primordial Spirit Power into her body to temporarily stabilize her injuries.]

[Then, you slowly turned around, your calm gaze sweeping over the two of them.]

[There wasn't much killing intent in that gaze, yet it made everyone present feel a suffocating pressure stemming from their very level of life.]

["You dare to harm my woman? You seek death!" Before your voice even faded, your Law Domain had already unfolded—]

[The air across the entire island seemed to freeze instantly; the wind stopped, the waves ceased, and even the drifting dust suspended in mid-air.]

[An invisible force field enveloped the area, and everyone within it felt the spiritual power circulation throughout their bodies become sluggish, as if they had fallen into a quagmire.]

[At the same time, with a thought, you unleashed the Dharma Idol of Heaven and Earth.]

[The space behind you suddenly distorted, and a Primordial Spirit Dharma Idol reaching hundreds of feet high majestically appeared.]

[The idol was covered in flowing, mysterious pale-gold patterns. Its features were blurred, yet it possessed a natural majesty. Its eyes were like two cold moons, looking down with indifference.]

[In the next second, the giant idol slowly raised its hand and pressed down gently toward the position where Yin Wujiu and Fu Hong were—]

[This press was not aimed at their Physical Body, but directly acted upon the "space" and "Laws" they occupied.]

[The expressions of the two changed drastically as they felt the world around them suddenly turn upside down.]

[An indescribable, vast might crushed them from all directions; it was not simple gravity, but a composite pressure containing spatial solidification and Law imprisonment.]

[Crackle, crackle...]

[The rock layers beneath their feet cracked and collapsed inch by inch. Their legs bent involuntarily, and their kneecaps let out a mournful groan under the unbearable weight.]

[The Nascent Souls within their bodies spun frantically, yet they could not mobilize the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi at all; even their Nascent Soul Power was tightly locked away, as if frozen in ice.]

[They felt as if their bodies had become fragile clay vessels that could be crushed into powder at any moment under the pressure of that heaven-covering giant palm.]

[Yin Wujiu cried out in alarm, "Senior, we did not intend to kill her. We ask Senior to show mercy!"]

[Fu Hong was different; he glared at you fiercely and roared loudly, "Do you know that I am the Saint of the Divine Dragon Cult and a Prodigy of the Fu Family? You dare kill me?"]

[Having said that, he looked at Chen Yongxiu and Ji Hui in the distance and shouted, "Protector Chen, Ji Hui, are you just going to watch me be killed? My Fu Family will not let you off!"]

[You followed his gaze to Chen Yongxiu and Ji Hui, asking with feigned indifference, "Do you know them?"]

[After seeing you appear, Chen Yongxiu and Ji Hui originally wanted to greet you, but seeing the current situation, it seemed somewhat inappropriate.]

[Chen Yongxiu hurried to whisper, "Saintess, this Senior is an acquaintance of yours. Perhaps he might give you some Face and spare the Saint."]

[A hint of excitement flashed in Ji Hui's eyes, and she shook her head with a faint smile. "There's no need. If the Saint dies, we can just replace him with another. But offending a Soul Transformation Senior is not a wise move."]

[Chen Yongxiu nodded, indicating his understanding.]

[Although the Saint and Saintess of the Divine Dragon Cult held prestigious positions, there were precedents for their deaths in the past.]

[Once a Saint or Saintess perished, the most outstanding individual would be re-selected from among the Personal Disciples to be cultivated as the new Saint.]

[Only those Saints who could eventually survive to the Spirit Transformation Realm had the qualification to become successors.]

[Ji Hui instead took a step forward and cupped her hands. "Senior, although this Fu Hong is the Saint of my Divine Dragon Cult, he commits all kinds of evil. If Senior wishes to kill him, we will simply act as if we saw nothing."]

["Ji Hui, my Fu Family will not let you off!" Fu Hong's eyes were nearly splitting as he roared at the top of his lungs.]

[You looked at Ji Hui and asked calmly, "The Fu Family? How does it compare to the Liu Clan Immortal Family?"]

[Ji Hui cupped her hands and said, "The Fu Family is a Second-rate power; naturally, it cannot compare to the first-rate Liu Clan Immortal Family."]

[She continued, "Although the Fu Family is not a First-rate power, its clan Disciples are spread across various major organizations. It is said that the Fu Family's number one Prodigy is in the Heavens Mandate Academy."]

[You nodded, indicating you understood.]

[No wonder this Fu Hong disregarded you so much.]

["That's right," Fu Hong seemed to have been reminded. He struggled to shout through his pained expression, "My Clan Brother is a Prodigy of the Heavens Mandate Academy! You dare kill me? My Clan Brother will definitely not let you off!"]

[You looked at Fu Hong with indifference. "Anyone who dares to bully my people, no matter who they are... shall die!"]

[As soon as your voice fell, you clenched your palm with force—]

[Bang!]

[With a violent explosion, Fu Hong's body fractured inch by inch, eventually being blown into a mist of blood that dissipated into the air.]

[Seeing this, Yin Wujiu turned pale with fright and quickly shouted, "Senior, have mercy! This matter has nothing to do with me, and I didn't deal a fatal blow just now!"]

[Just as you were about to finish off Yin Wujiu—]

[Whoosh!]

[A spirit boat broke through the air and came to a halt in mid-air.]

[On the deck, Peak Master Wuji, Nangong Xueyu, Meaty, Qin Feng, and others were looking at you with various expressions.]

[Earlier, seeing the situation was critical, you hadn't even had time to transform and had teleported directly; they had only just arrived now.]

[Meaty tugged at Nangong Xueyu's sleeve and whispered, "Sister Xueyu, I was right, wasn't I? We should have slipped away quietly just now... Look at this ol... Senior, he's so terrifying."]

[Nangong Xueyu gently pressed her hand and whispered, "Shh, do not say too much. With the power of Soul Transformation, how could we possibly escape?"]

[Meaty blinked her round eyes and asked curiously again, "Sister Xueyu, he's so fierce, why is he only nice to us? It couldn't be an act, could it?"]

[Peak Master Wuji, standing nearby, said in a deep voice, "Perhaps... it is because of the Limitless Primordial Chaos Art."]

[Meaty tilted her head with a serious expression. "Then wouldn't it be the same if he just killed us and snatched the Cultivation Technique?"]

[Nangong Xueyu frowned slightly and did not respond—she believed in her heart that you wanted to keep them as guinea pigs.]

[You raised your eyes and looked toward the deck of the spirit boat.]

[The various expressions of the crowd—fear, awe, suspicion, and unease—were all captured in your gaze.]

[You smiled faintly and shook your head.]

[Then, your gaze fell back onto the deathly pale Yin Wujiu. You raised your hand to form a seal, and a "Slave Contract" mark condensed at your fingertip.]

[With a point through the air, the mark sank into his forehead.]

[Yin Wujiu's entire body shook violently, his eyes flashing with a mixture of struggle, pain, and confusion.]

[After several breaths, his gaze finally settled into a deep submission and piety.]

[He slowly prostrated himself on the ground and gave you a respectful bow. "Master!"]

["You may just call me Young Master," you said calmly.]

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