190: Chapter 190 Wang Yang: Beyond the Empress's Understanding!

Watching the Evil Venerable of Ten Thousand Souls, who had been so insufferably arrogant just a moment ago, now kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy like a clown with his Dao Heart shattered, the fear in Jiang Yutang's heart vanished instantly.

Although she had failed in her posturing and nearly faced disaster a second ago, the arrival of her Revered Master and husband's incredibly grand rescue meant her confidence, built on borrowing his power, exploded once again!

Jiang Yutang walked with a swaggering gait up to three feet in front of Hun Cangming, placed her hands on her hips, and taunted him triumphantly:

"Hey! You old mongrel, why are you kneeling? Weren't you being very arrogant just now when you wanted to refine this young lady's Divine Soul? Go ahead, stand up and keep laughing your 'hehehe' laugh!"

The dignified Supreme Being of the Mahayana Stage, the Evil Venerable of Ten Thousand Souls, was being pointed at and berated by a Junior at the Body Integration Stage, yet Hun Cangming dared not even let out a fart, merely kneeling on the ground and trembling like a sieve.

He could not see through the cultivation of the young man in white before him at all; the way he manipulated space as easily as moving his own arm left him unable to even conceive a thought of resistance.

Meanwhile, Empress Xuanhuang, Chu Lingyue, who was standing to the side, had her brain completely short-circuit.

She stared blankly at the "family bucket" lineup that had appeared out of thin air, then looked at Hun Cangming, who was being toyed with by Wang Yang like a bug, and felt an unprecedented terror deep in her heart regarding Wang Yang's strength!

"Mahayana Stage Cultivators can indeed tear through the Void Realm and travel directly through the Spirit Realm's space, but there is a fatal problem with that..."

Chu Lingyue swallowed hard, her heart churning with stormy waves: "After tearing open space, the violent spatial turbulence and Void Realm storms are simply not something that Void Refinement Stage or Body Integration Stage Cultivators can withstand!"

"A Mahayana Stage Cultivator simply cannot bring low-level Cultivators along for long-distance spatial travel!"

"But he... he actually brought over a dozen delicate Dao Companions with him, traversing millions of miles at will? And these women don't even have a trace of spatial turbulence on them?!"

The way Chu Lingyue looked at Wang Yang changed. What kind of god-like cultivation was this?!

Could he have already surpassed the Mahayana Stage and be a True Immortal from the legends who hides away from the world?!

Just as Chu Lingyue was in a daze, a lively figure suddenly leaned in front of her.

Lin Xiaowan blinked her large eyes and pulled the Chu Lingyue Clone behind her over to the side of the real Chu Lingyue.

"Wow! Sisters, come and see! They really look exactly the same!"

Lin Xiaowan, like a curious baby, paced back and forth between the two Chu Lingyues, and even boldly reached out to touch them!

She first pinched the Clone's cheeks, then turned her head and reached out to poke the cold, majestic cheek of the real Chu Lingyue.

Then, she even stretched out both hands and gestured to compare the sizes of the proud chests of both the original and the Clone.

"Goodness! Not only are their faces indistinguishable, but the dimensions of this area are also exactly the same! It's too magical!" Lin Xiaowan concluded, her face full of amazement.

Being touched and measured in public by a girl who was only at the Void Refinement Stage, the real Chu Lingyue instantly blushed, her body stiffening.

If it were any other time, anyone daring to be so rude to the Empress would have been slapped away by her long ago.

But now, Wang Yang was standing right there. Not to mention that she hadn't recovered yet, even in her prime, she wouldn't dare to act out in front of the mysterious Wang Yang.

Chu Lingyue's mood was incredibly complex at this moment; she didn't know if Wang Yang's sudden appearance was a shock or a joy.

The joy was that she and Tanger were completely saved today.

The shock was... Wang Yang had brought such a large group of people to block her sleeping palace; surely he wasn't planning to forcibly abduct her to be his concubine, right?!

"This guy always looks at me with ill intentions; he is definitely an out-and-out lecher! If he wants to force himself on me today, how should I, the Empress, resist?"

Chu Lingyue bit her red lips, her heart instantly pounding with anxiety as she fell into a frenzy of wild thoughts.

If Grandmaster Wang could hear the Empress's inner thoughts right now, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged!

He, Wang, had always convinced people with virtue, emphasizing a gradual process based on mutual consent!

Even for Dual Cultivation, it was always by using the power of Creation to make the other party savor the taste and offer themselves willingly; when had he ever used force?!

Just when the atmosphere in the temple was a bit strange, Empress Yanming, Xia Xuanji, stepped forward gracefully, breaking the silence.

She looked coldly at Hun Cangming, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling like a sieve, her eyes filled with a trace of doubt and killing intent.

"Hun Cangming, back then you committed all sorts of crimes to Cultivate your Demonic Technique, refining the innocent lives of countless cities. Last time, Chu and I joined forces to severely injure you, shattering your Nascent Soul and Divine Soul."

Xia Xuanji asked condescendingly: "According to the results of my divination arts, you suffered such irreversible Dao injuries that you should have been unable to recover and would have perished soon after. Why are you completely recovered now?! Speak! Otherwise, my Revered Master will make you wish you were dead!"

Hearing Xia Xuanji's interrogation, Hun Cangming shuddered violently, his psychological defenses completely collapsing.

This mysterious young man was Xia Xuanji's Revered Master? What kind of cultivation must that be!

He kowtowed frantically like a pounding pestle, wailing repeatedly: "I'll talk! I'll talk! Senior, spare my life! Senior, spare my life!"

Hun Cangming swallowed, a trace of deep fear flashing in his eyes, and finally spilled the earth-shattering secret hidden deep in his heart:

"Back then, this Junior was severely injured; although I was lucky enough to escape, I was never able to recover."

"Especially the blow you struck with all your might, Empress, which contained the strange Law of Fate; it kept continuously destroying the vitality of this Junior's body."

"Just when this Junior was filled with resentment, thinking I was about to die... suddenly, several mysterious guys emitting black Qi appeared!"

"They told me that as long as I was willing to obey them, they could not only keep me from dying but also help me restore my cultivation to take revenge on you!"

"This Junior was at a dead end at the time, so I agreed. For these past few decades, I have actually been working for them in secret..."

Hearing this, her [xingyan fate plate] suddenly began to warn her frantically, as if a world-destroying crisis was coming!

Xia Xuanji's expression changed drastically, and she quickly stepped forward, asking sternly: "Who are those people?!"

A monstrous wave surged in Xia Xuanji's heart. You must know that she was Empress Yanming, who was proficient in heavenly divination; she hadn't managed to divine at all that Hun Cangming hadn't died and had been saved by this group of mysterious people!

This meant that the background and strength of the other party were absolutely beyond imagination, capable even of shielding the secrets of heaven!

"I... I don't know their true identities either." Hun Cangming recalled with a painful face, as if resisting some kind of fear, "But I feel that they might be... Ah—!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Hun Cangming suddenly let out a miserable, piercing scream!

He clutched his head tightly with both hands and rolled wildly on the ground.

A strange black flame gushed out from his seven orifices without warning; his Divine Soul seemed to be instantly ignited by some terrifying Restriction, the intense pain causing him to roll all over the ground, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even say a single word!