39: Chapter 39 Ye Qingcheng's Reversal of the Golden Core!

Hehuan Sect, outside the mountain gate.

Above the firmament, the Golden Core phenomenon pressed down, presenting a suffocating dark purple.

Rolling purple clouds, like boiling magma, surged and roared above the firmament.

The Spiritual Qi within a radius of dozens of miles trembled, as if submitting to this power.

"Who killed my grandson? Get out here!"

A roar, carrying rolling thunder, exploded from the clouds.

A figure of an old man wearing purple-gold Daoist robes appeared, stepping on a giant sword burning with raging flames, breaking through the clouds.

Two balls of purple fire burned fiercely in his eyes, and his entire body radiated the despair-inducing, terrifying Spiritual Pressure of the Golden Core Late Stage.

It was none other than the Ziyang Sect Grand Elder, Xiao Changfeng!

Behind him, thirty Foundation Establishment Stage Law Enforcement Guards wearing uniform black armor, each with a stern expression, formed a battle array, brimming with Killing Intent.

Xiao Changfeng looked down from above. Three female Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage?

His gaze passed over the three women and locked tightly onto Wang Yang, who was sitting at the very back.

But he soon frowned. A Mortal?

There was no fluctuation of Spiritual Qi, no power of blood and Qi, just like an ordinary person seen everywhere on the side of the road.

But how could a Mortal be so calm in the face of the Spiritual Pressure of a Golden Core Late Stage? Not even his hands were shaking?

But there really wasn't a trace of cultivation fluctuation! It seems he really is a Mortal!

"You killed my grandson, you killed a true disciple of my Ziyang Sect. Today, I will leave no living thing in your entire Sect!"

Xiao Changfeng had no intention of wasting words; from the start, it was a kill-or-be-killed situation.

With a wave of his hand, the purple clouds behind him rolled, transforming into a giant flaming hand that blotted out the sky, ruthlessly slapping down towards the Hehuan Sect below!

On the plaza. Facing that world-destroying palm, Wang Yang just shook his head slightly and casually pressed his folding fan towards the sky.

"On my turf, if you are a Dragon, you must coil; if you are a Tiger, you must lie down."

"Submit... now!"

Hum—!!!

In an instant, an invisible yet indescribably vast power of rules, centered on the main hall of the Hehuan Sect, instantly enveloped every inch of space within a radius of twenty-one kilometers.

That arrogant giant flaming hand in the sky, like a punctured balloon, let out a "poof" sound and dissipated into sparks that filled the sky.

Immediately after. Xiao Changfeng's body stiffened violently.

In that instant, he felt the Golden Core Late Stage Spiritual Qi inside his body, which had originally surged like a great river, begin to frantically shrink, solidify, and degenerate under the pressure of this rule power!

Golden Core Late Stage... Golden Core Middle Stage... Golden Core Early Stage!!

In just one breath of time, his cultivation, which was enough to look down on the masses, was forcibly reduced by two small Realms and firmly suppressed at the threshold of the Golden Core Early Stage!

"What?!"

Xiao Changfeng's eyes were about to pop out, his face full of disbelief.

"Words become law? Suppression with a single thought?"

He looked in terror again at the Mortal man who was still smiling.

A Mortal? How could this be a Mortal! This is clearly returning to simplicity!

"Only a Nascent Soul expert, having cultivated their own 'Dao Domain', can change the world in a single thought and reduce someone's cultivation as easily as taking something from a bag..."

"This is a Nascent Soul old monster!"

"Could this really be the remnants of the Hehuan Sect from 800 years ago?"

Cold sweat instantly soaked Xiao Changfeng's back. He originally thought he was here to bully the weak, but he ended up kicking a ten-thousand-year-old iron plate!

Escape! Must escape!

Xiao Changfeng made a prompt decision, not even caring about the group of Law Enforcement Guards, and violently urged the giant flaming sword under his feet, intending to use the Blood Escape Technique to flee this place.

"Since you've come, why the rush to leave?"

A voice, cold as an ice spring, rang out in mid-air.

Clang—!

A deep blue sword beam, carrying a chill that could freeze the Soul, traversed the sky, directly cutting off Xiao Changfeng's path of retreat!

Ye Qingcheng's white dress fluttered, stepping on the Void Realm, the [liuxi sword] in her hand gleaming with cold light, a vast phantom of the deep sea appearing behind her.

"Taiyin True Water—Vast Sea Flow!"

Ye Qingcheng slashed down with her sword. Although she was only in the False Core Realm, with the boost of the top-grade Spiritual Artifact, the power of this sword was not the least bit weaker than a Golden Core!

"You ignorant girl! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Seeing his retreat cut off and that the opponent was only a False Core female Cultivator, Xiao Changfeng was instantly enraged by shame.

That Nascent Soul old monster won't make a move, so he sends a woman to humiliate me?

"Although I have been suppressed to the Golden Core Early Stage, killing you is like killing a chicken!"

"Ziyang True Fire! Burn the Heavens!"

Xiao Changfeng roared, opening his mouth to spew a purple fire dragon dozens of zhang long, heading towards the blue sword beam.

He was using an Advanced Spiritual Artifact, combined with his natal core fire, confident that he could suppress any water-type Spell.

However. Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—!!

The moment the Ziyang Raging Fire collided with the Taiyin True Water, it did not suppress the opponent as he had imagined; instead, the Ziyang Raging Fire was in a passive position.

That arrogant purple fire dragon, the moment it touched the deep blue water flow, actually wailed as if it had encountered its natural enemy!

Taiyin True Water, extremely Yin and extremely cold, specializes in countering all raging fires in the world!

If Xiao Changfeng were still in his prime, perhaps he could withstand it.

But now he was a suppressed Golden Core Early Stage, while Ye Qingcheng held a top-grade Spiritual Artifact, and her attributes completely countered him!

"Extinguish!"

Ye Qingcheng shouted, and the sword light surged. The purple fire dragon instantly shattered!

The deep blue Sword Qi, its momentum undiminished, slashed fiercely onto Xiao Changfeng's protective Spiritual shield, knocking him back dozens of meters, his chest churning with blood and Qi.

"Top-grade Spiritual Artifact?! Taiyin phenomenon?!"

Xiao Changfeng looked at Ye Qingcheng, his eyes full of horror. This woman could actually suppress him across Realms!

Before he could catch his breath, the attack from the ground also arrived.

Clang—thump—

A ethereal, eerie sound of a zither drifted out.

Su Qingge sat cross-legged on the steps of the main hall, her [rainbow feather robe] shining with flowing light. Her ten fingers plucked continuously, fully activating the Divine-Grade Cultivation Technique, "Nine Heavens Phoenix Cry Score".

The sound waves transformed into invisible sharp blades and illusions, instantly enveloping the entire scene.

"Ugh..."

Those thirty Law Enforcement Guards who had originally wanted to support the Grand Elder all froze in their movements.

In their vision, the surrounding teammates suddenly turned into hideous demons or scantily clad enchantresses.

"Ah! Don't come over!" "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The scene instantly descended into chaos; this group of Foundation Establishment Cultivators began attacking each other like headless flies, and some even clutched their heads and rolled on the ground.

Even Xiao Changfeng in the air was disturbed by this zither music, his mind unsettled; several times he wanted to cast a high-power Spell, but was forcibly interrupted.

"Hehehe, the opportunity has arrived!"

Lin Xiaowan, who had been hiding in the dark, finally waited for her highlight moment.

She carried the [purple lightning azure frost sword] that was flashing with electric light, and rushed into the crowd like an agile rabbit.

"I can't beat that old man who spits fire, but I can't handle you bunch of dizzy weaklings?"

Lin Xiaowan aimed at a Law Enforcement Guard who was controlled by the zither music and was punching at the air.

"Take this! Palm... uh, Sword Heart Thunder!"

"Zzzzt—!"

A thick purple lightning bolt shot out from the tip of the sword, accurately striking the back of that person's head.

"Awoo!!!"

The Law Enforcement Guard let out a Soul-stirring scream, his whole body twitching, his hair standing on end, and he fell down with foam at his mouth.

"Yay! One down! I got the kill!"

Lin Xiaowan was so excited her face turned red. Although her frontal combat power wasn't good, she was a master at finishing off enemies and picking up scraps.

"Zzzzt!" "Ah! Who shocked my kidneys?!" "Zzzzt!"

In just a short moment, under Su Qingge's powerful crowd control and Lin Xiaowan's sneaky attacks, more than half of the thirty aggressive Law Enforcement Guards had fallen!

In the sky. Xiao Changfeng looked at this scene, and his mentality completely collapsed.

Above, he was being suppressed by Ye Qingcheng, and below, he was being disturbed by the zither music. The most terrifying thing was that the "Nascent Soul old monster" Wang Yang was still below, smiling and fanning his fan, as if he were watching a monkey show.

"No! I cannot die here!"

A trace of madness flashed in Xiao Changfeng's eyes. "Blood Burning Technique!"

He violently spat out three mouthfuls of essence blood, attempting to burn his Lifespan to forcibly break through the suppression and escape.

But Ye Qingcheng had long since seen through his intentions. "Want to leave? Too late."

Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath, and the Spiritual Qi in her False Core was injected into the [liuxi sword] without reservation.

"Taiyin—Extinction."

She swung her sword. It was as if an extremely thin blue line appeared between heaven and earth, too fast to be captured, directly slicing through the blood shield that Xiao Changfeng had just ignited.

Sizzle—

Xiao Changfeng only felt his neck go cold. His vision began to spin, and he saw his own headless corpse falling downwards.

Bang! A Golden Core Late Stage great Cultivator, fallen!

On the plaza, there was silence. Ye Qingcheng stood with her sword sheathed, and although her face was pale, the Battle Intent in her eyes became even more intense.

She really did it! In the False Core Realm, she defied the odds to slay a Golden Core!

Wang Yang looked at the spoils of war all over the ground, his mouth almost stretching to his ears.

"Good, good, good!" "This wave, we're rich!"

He quickly calculated in his heart: "As long as I recycle these guys, the points will definitely break thirty thousand, or even forty thousand!"

"At that time, I'll go directly to the [Xianshi Pavilion] to redeem that top-tier medicinal meal that can assist in breaking through to the Golden Core Realm—the [nine-turn golden core feast]!"

"As long as Qingcheng and I work hard for a few more nights, combined with the medicinal meal, she will definitely be able to formally achieve Core Formation!"

"By then, I will redeem a few more [divine sense possession pill]s as a backup..."

Wang Yang stood up and looked at his three wives, who were tired but spirited, and felt a surge of heroic spirit: "Wives, well done!"

"The training is a success! You can go down the mountain in a few days!"

"Before you go down the mountain, I will work hard to help you improve one more time!"