179: Chapter 179 The Consequences of a Cloudy Day

Elder Tian Yin was clearly taken aback for a moment, seemingly not expecting Chen Zilong to dare act so arrogant even with death staring him in the face.

Immediately after, he let out a genuine "heh heh heh" laugh, as if he had just heard the greatest joke in the world.

Only, that laughter was filled with icy killing intent.

Wang Tianba and the Wang family members behind him erupted into uproarious laughter.

A torrent of mockery and insults poured forth like filthy water:

"Can afford it? Hahaha! Has this country bumpkin lost his mind from fear?"

"Coming from a backwater place like Tianyu where birds don't even shit, he probably has no idea what the Xuan Yin Sect represents in the Central Region!"

"A frog in a well, ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth! The Xuan Yin Sect could crush a so-called 'prodigy' like you with a single finger!"

"Exactly, who does he think he is, putting on airs!"

...

Only after laughing his fill did Elder Tian Yin leisurely speak, his tone dripping with condescending pity and venom:

"Chen Zilong, it's only out of respect for... your wife, Fairy Liu Mei, that I deign to address you as 'fellow Daoist'.''

"Do you really think you're someone important?"

He deliberately paused, observing Chen Zilong's reaction. "Tsk, I truly cannot fathom it. Back in the Central Region, Fairy Liu Mei was a peerless beauty who captivated countless heroes, a favored daughter of heaven!"

"How... how could she have been so blind as to take a fancy to a plain-looking, ignorant little brat like you?"

"Not only did she take you as a disciple, she actually stooped to marry you?!"

"Ah, truly a fresh flower... stuck on a pile of cow dung."

His words were utterly malicious.

Not only did they belittle Chen Zilong, but they also dragged out the already married Liu Mei to humiliate her, aiming to provoke Chen Zilong.

Chen Zilong's gaze turned icy cold the instant the words "Liu Mei" left Tian Yin's mouth.

Yet, his face remained expressionless as he simply listened quietly.

Seeing Chen Zilong not fly into a rage, Tian Yin, thinking he was scared, grew even more smug:

"Chen Zilong, let me offer you a piece of advice: know when to quit while you're ahead."

"Condensing a Nascent Soul in under a hundred years does indeed mark you as a genius."

"But a genius... only counts as a genius if they're alive."

His voice turned cold, brimming with killing intent. "A dead man is nothing at all."

"Are you done spewing your bullshit?"

Chen Zilong finally spoke, his voice lazy and tinged with impatience. "If you're not going to make a move, your daddy here is leaving. I have no time to listen to you spout shit here."

"You... insolent junior! You seek death!"

The phrase "your daddy" completely enraged Tian Yin, shattering any pretense of calm he had maintained.

With an angry roar, his right hand shot up, a cluster of dark, profound black flame—Xuan Yin True Fire—that seemed to devour light itself, *whooshing* to life in his palm!

The air around the flame twisted and froze, carrying a bone-corrosive, soul-melting, sinister aura as it transformed into a ferocious fire serpent, savagely lunging towards Chen Zilong!

Striking in anger this time, the power was easily ten times greater than when Wang Bufan had executed it!

The full-force strike of a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator shook the heavens!

Everyone watching from the cliff top changed color, scrambling back.

Yet, Chen Zilong stood his ground, not moving an inch.

Only when the black fire serpent was almost upon him did he slowly lift his eyelids.

*BOOM!*

Resplendent purple lightning erupted violently from his entire body!

The five thunders heavenly heart armor hidden beneath his blue robes instantly materialized.

Silver thunder patterns frantically danced across the deep blue armor, crackling and popping, making him appear like a thunder god descended to the mortal world!

A Nascent Soul Middle Stage pressure, far more violent and condensed than during his fight with Wang Bufan, was released without reservation!

But that wasn't all!

Chen Zilong clenched his right fist. Golden Buddhist light, purple lightning arcs, and profound demonic energy wildly intertwined, rotated, and compressed upon it!

The power of Daoist, Demonic, and Buddhist True Arts were forcibly fused together, using the *Vajra Demon Subduing Scripture* as the framework, the *Nine Heavens Thunder Control True Canon* as the edge, and the *Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art* as the foundation!

A chaotic, ancient, and supremely domineering aura emanated from his fist!

Facing a Nascent Soul Cultivator, he dared not hold back any longer!

With his Divine Sense not yet restored, he couldn't sustain this high-intensity output for long. He had to end this quickly!

"Break... for me!"

Chen Zilong growled lowly. Without dodging or evading, he threw a punch directly at the oncoming Xuan Yin True Fire serpent!

No technique, no flair, just the purest, most domineering clash of raw power!

*THUD——!!!*

The moment his fist collided with the fire serpent, the sound wasn't an explosion.

It was a dull, earth-shaking *boom*, like the heartbeat of a primordial beast!

Blue lightning and black flames madly entangled and annihilated each other!

A shockwave exploded outwards in a ring, scraping off a thick layer of the hard rock on the cliff top!

Under the disbelieving gazes of everyone present, the seemingly unstoppable Xuan Yin True Fire serpent was, by Chen Zilong's single punch, shattered segment by segment from head to tail!

Black flames splattered in all directions, annihilated by the domineering lightning and fist force before they could even hit the ground!

And Chen Zilong's fist, its momentum undiminished, pierced through the disintegrating serpent and landed squarely on the chest of a caught-off-guard, utterly stunned Tian Yin!

*SPLURT—!*

Tian Yin felt as if struck by a massive hammer, a mouthful of old blood violently spraying out.

His entire body, like a kite with its string cut, was sent flying backwards dozens of feet by the punch, crashing hard against a protruding boulder at the edge of Duanlong Cliff before finally stopping.

*CRACK!* The boulder split with several fissures.

"Cough... cough!"

Clutching his agonizing chest, Tian Yin coughed up more bloody froth mixed with fragments of internal organs.

He raised his head, his face a mask of shock, bewilderment, and utter disbelief!

He was at the Spirit Transformation Realm, Early Stage!

Although he had just entered the Spirit Transformation Realm and his foundation wasn't fully stable yet...

He was still a genuine Nascent Soul Cultivator!

The gap between Nascent Soul and Spirit Transformation was a chasm!

But that punch just now...

That power, that terrifying oppressive force transmitted through his flesh, that bizarre yet powerful mixed energy within the fist force...

What kind of Nascent Soul Middle Stage strength was this?!

This was clearly...

The terrifying monstrous strength only possible for a Spirit Transformation Realm body cultivator!

Just what kind of monster was this kid?!

His probing was clearly correct; Chen Zilong's spiritual energy fluctuations were indeed at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage!

But this combat power...

While Tian Yin's mind was in chaos, questioning his very existence, Chen Zilong gave him no chance to catch his breath.