240: Abolish killing

An arrogant figure, a disdainful tone.

The moment the netherworld chariot sent Tie Wuyan flying, Shen Lian, fanning himself with his Folding Fan, appeared gracefully outside the Glazed Immortal Realm.

"It's him?"

Upon seeing Shen Lian, Mu Qiuyuan couldn't help but frown.

"What, you know him?"

Song Yanran, discerning Mu Qiuyuan's expression, asked softly.

"Sort of. Thanks to him, I had a chance to escape the Spirit Realm over a month ago. I didn't expect to see him here again."

Hearing this, Song Yanran's expression subtly chilled. After carefully observing Shen Lian, she murmured, "I sense a familiar aura from this person."

Mu Qiuyuan: "So, Sister, you noticed it too. I felt it back in the Spirit Realm. The Origin power in him and in Zhao Zhao seems to share the same Foundation.

Yet there are subtle differences, but I can't pinpoint what they are."

Song Yanran: "The killing intent on this person is more than ten times stronger than my husband's. This is definitely not the temperament he should possess at his current age. It seems his past experiences are also very mysterious."

Mu Qiuyuan's eyes turned cold: "Since that's the case, why not finish him off when we get the chance, to avoid him threatening Zhao Zhao in the future? It would be too late for regrets then."

Song Yanran shook her head: "Let's not create new problems. Our cultivation hasn't recovered yet, and we have Yu Xiyan as a formidable enemy.

It would be extremely unwise to make another enemy now. Perhaps this person could even become our helper in the future."

Mu Qiuyuan smiled slightly: "That's probably difficult. This kid is a lunatic. You didn't see his insane behavior, daring to kill a Peak Return to One Realm Cultivator with just Immortal Realm cultivation. It completely shattered my worldview."

Song Yanran fell silent again upon hearing this.

After a while, she frowned delicately: "You mean he was only in the Immortal Realm a month ago? Then check his current cultivation."

Mu Qiuyuan used her Divine Sense to investigate.

"Damn it."

This probe immediately made her curse.

"From Immortal Realm to Early Stage Limit-Breaking Realm in one month? This kid is even more outrageous than Zhao Zhao. No, this child is too much of a Prodigy; he cannot be allowed to live."

"Alright, stop making a fuss. Let's wait and see for now. We don't know yet if he's an enemy or a friend."

Only then did Mu Qiuyuan suppress her intention to kill Shen Lian, obediently staying by Song Yanran's side.

On the other side, Shen Lian stepped down from the netherworld chariot and directly approached the Glazed Immortal Realm.

Seeing the surrounding Cultivators looking at him with strange eyes, his expression changed: "Are you looking at me like that because you intend to stand up for that trash?"

As he spoke, his gaze directly targeted Tie Wuyan, who had just climbed up from the ground, gritting his teeth.

Tie Wuyan immediately became enraged: "Kid, who are you calling trash? Do you know..."

"trash, shut up!" Shen Lian directly interrupted Tie Wuyan, "Before you speak, you'd best think clearly about how much ability you actually have to provoke someone you can't afford to offend.

If you want to seek justice for yourself, then be prepared to die in the Yellow Springs.

To deal with a trash like you, a single light palm strike from Shen Lian is more than enough!"

"I want you dead!"

Tie Wuyan had traversed the martial Dao of cultivation for over six thousand years, considering himself a top expert who had entered the Limit-Breaking Realm. Being provoked like this by a junior, his killing intent immediately surged.

"Arrogant, are you? Then be as arrogant as you like. This old man wants to see if you can still be so arrogant when death is at your doorstep."

"Your foolishness will only add to the splendor of my victory."

Shen Lian calmly accepted the challenge, his left hand behind his back, his right hand slightly raised. As his cloak billowed, he struck a pose of readiness for battle.

"Come, vent your impotent rage to your heart's content. I will prove with cruel reality that the threats of trash are so lowly that even ants disdain them."

"How dare you!"

Tie Wuyan roared, and the next moment, brilliant Dao Rhyme power erupted around him, gathering in his palm.

Seeing this, Shen Lian's lips curved slightly. He shifted his foot half a step, and in an instant, the Taiji Seal was already in his hand.

"Iron Flame Raging Wave Palm!"

Tie Wuyan unleashed all his lifelong cultivation, disregarding the worsening of his internal injuries, vowing to blast Shen Lian to death on the spot to salvage his reputation as a powerful expert.

Ye Yunran, witnessing Tie Wuyan's opening move from a distance, was greatly alarmed: "I thought this old fellow, having suffered such heavy injuries, would surely be powerless to continue. I didn't expect his Foundation to be so profound."

The furious palm, like raging flames, surged forward, directed entirely at the arrogant man's body.

However, Shen Lian seemed to ignore it, fully activating the Taiji Profound Art in both hands.

His arms waved, dreamlike and illusory, and the moment his palm struck—

Boom—

A shocking explosion, and the surrounding air currents swirled in reverse.

"Taiji Seal: Vast Qi Returning to Origin."

Four palms met, and the Taiji Yin-Yang completely absorbed the fierce momentum, transforming it into a surging counterattack.

With another explosive sound,

Tie Wuyan, defeated!

"Ehh ah~"

Four ounces deflected a thousand pounds of force, absorbing some and returning some.

Tie Wuyan had completely underestimated his opponent's powerful absorbing technique. Caught off guard, he took the full force of the attack, screaming as he was blasted away on the spot.

"Hahaha, you once again confirm for me the eternal truth that trash is useless, hahaha!"

Defeating his enemy in one move, Shen Lian made no attempt to hide his merciless taunts.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Tie Wuyan's mouth.

He tried to force himself up, but as soon as he moved, he immediately fell back onto one knee.

At this moment, he no longer possessed the swagger he had when flirting with Song and Mu; all that remained was a dejected appearance, like a dead dog.

"I don't accept the worship of trash. The defeated must have the awareness of the defeated. Do you admit you're trash, or do you choose to commit suicide to preserve your dignity?"

Tie Wuyan was startled, looking at Shen Lian with disbelief.

"You, state your name."

"Hmm?"

Unexpectedly, these words made a flicker of anger flash in Shen Lian's eyes.

"You actually didn't remember my name?"

"Damn it, when did you introduce yourself?"

"Then let a trash like you die with clarity. Listen well, the one who defeated you is Shen Lian, and the one who kills you is also Shen Lian."

As his voice fell, Shen Lian's figure flickered, passing directly through Tie Wuyan's body.

Tie Wuyan's pupils immediately constricted, staring blankly ahead.

"Shen Lian... I remember... Ah~"

Boom—

With a tragic scream, Tie Wuyan's body directly exploded and perished.

This scene sent shivers down the spines of everyone present, each lost in their own thoughts.

Even a master as strong as Tie Wuyan couldn't withstand a single move from his opponent.

Just how profound was Shen Lian's Foundation?

"Hmph, what boring trash, utterly incapable of stirring Shen Lian's interest in battle."

Shen Lian opened his Folding Fan and walked directly to the Barrier without looking back.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to touch it, Ye Yunran spoke up in time to stop him: "Fellow Daoist, it's not yet time for the Glazed Immortal Realm to open. Please wait here."

Shen Lian glanced back at her and coldly replied: "Are you saying I have to wait here for the Glazed Immortal Realm to open on its own before I can enter?"

Ye Yunran nodded: "Yes, Fellow Daoist, please wait another two or three days."

The power Shen Lian had just displayed greatly shocked Ye Yunran, and she began to feel an inclination to befriend him.

However... "What a joke!"

Shen Lian shouted in a deep voice.

"Only the weak follow rules. To make a strong person wait here is the greatest insult to the word 'strong'. Only the weak choose to stick to conventions.

For the strong, rules are merely Barriers to be broken! Our words do not align, say no more!"

With that, he directly turned and struck the Barrier with his palm.