Living in the deep palace

"I'm asking you a question!"

Seeing that Su Chen not only ignored her but also showed a "disappointed" expression.

Feng Shaoyu was furious!

He, a dignified Golden Core cultivator at the Great Perfection stage and the number one genius of Xin Huo Ancient City, was actually ignored by a "mortal"!

"court death!"

One of Feng Shaoyu's Foundation Establishment followers, in order to show his loyalty, immediately grinned maliciously, his five fingers forming claws as he reached for Su Chen's shoulder!

"A mere mortal! How dare you put on airs in front of Young Master Feng? Kneel down!"

If this claw strikes firmly, it will surely break the bones and rupture the tendons of any mortal body!
Outside the restaurant, the diners who had escaped shook their heads and sighed.

"Hey, who is this person? Why aren't they running?"

"Damn it, we've messed with Young Master Feng. We'll be lucky to escape with our lives..."

however.

Just as the henchman's hand was about to touch Su Chen's shoulder...

"Om-!"

A soft sound.

Su Chen didn't even move.

He was just... still "watching" the world outside the window.

The "Foundation Building" follower's hand suddenly froze in mid-air!

He was horrified to discover!

his hand……

Can't move!

An incomprehensible "law," or rather, "concept," froze his hand!
"What...what's going on?!"

He used all his strength, but the hand didn't budge!

"waste!"

Feng Shaoyu frowned; he sensed something was wrong.

"This person is probably carrying some kind of protective magic item!"

"Hmph! Mortals are just mortals. Do they think they can challenge the 'immortal might' just by relying on magical artifacts?"

Feng Shaoyu slowly walked forward.

He looked down at Su Chen from his elevated position.

"Mortal, I don't care who you are or what your background is."

“I’ve taken a liking to the protective amulet you’re wearing.”

"Hand it over, then cut off your own arm and get out of Xinhuo Ancient City. I'll spare your life."

His tone was flat.

It wasn't a discussion, but a "verdict".

It was as if anything Feng Shaoyu set his sights on was his. If he wanted Su Chen dead, Su Chen couldn't live.

Su Chen slowly turned his head.

This was the first time he had looked directly at "Young Master Feng" since entering the restaurant.

He did not release any aura.

He simply... very calmly asked:
"You cultivate the 'Taiyi Immortal Path'?"

Feng Shaoyu was taken aback, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha! You mortal, you actually have some knowledge! That's right!"

He suddenly puffed out his chest, and an air of arrogance soared to the sky:

"I, Feng Shaoyu, cultivate the supreme immortal technique directly passed down from the 'Taiyi Dao Palace' and personally taught by the 'Dao Ancestor'!"

"My path is the path of the 'Dao Ancestor'!"

"You mortal, seeing me is like seeing the will of the 'Dao Ancestor'! Why don't you kneel down?!"

"The way of the Taoist ancestors?"

A strange, ambiguous smile appeared on Su Chen's face.

"How come I didn't know..."

"Is the 'Tao' I passed down meant for you to use your power to oppress ordinary people and plunder them by force in the restaurant?"

"you?!"

Feng Shaoyu's face instantly darkened!

"presumptuous!"

"You mortal! How dare you... how dare you address me directly as 'I'? How dare you blaspheme the Dao Ancestor?!"

In his ears, Su Chen's statement "How come I didn't know?" was an utter disrespect to the "Dao Ancestor"!
"You! You deserve to die!"

Feng Shaoyu has completely decided to kill!
"You dare to be arrogant in front of me with just a mere protective artifact?!"

"Behold my 'Wind and Thunder Sword'! I'll shatter your magical artifacts and sever your physical body!"

"Qiang——!"

A sword cry!
A superior-grade spirit sword, wreathed in cyan wind and thunder, was instantly drawn!

The power of the "Golden Elixir Perfection" was poured into it without reservation!

"die!"

Feng Shaoyu thrust out his sword, the sword energy transforming into lightning, aiming straight for Su Chen's brow!

He showed no mercy with this sword strike!
He wanted to shatter this mortal who dared to "desecrate" the "Taoist Ancestor" in his heart, along with that "protective magic weapon"!
This sword is extremely fast!
Outside the restaurant, gasps of surprise erupted!

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he closed his eyes!

however.

Faced with this deadly sword strike from the "Golden Core Perfection" level.

Su Chen didn't even lift his eyelids.

He simply...slowly extended two fingers.

One index finger and one middle finger.

And so, unremarkably, towards the tip of the "Wind and Thunder Sword"...

They went to greet them.

"clang--!"

A sound so crisp it was almost painful to hear...

The sound of metal clashing!

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Feng Shaoyu's deadly sword strike at the "Great Perfection of the Golden Core" stage...

The sharp tip of that "superior-grade spirit sword"...

It was actually those two fair, slender, seemingly powerless "mortal" fingers...

Steady!
It's stuck!
"Wha...what?!"

The ferocity on Feng Shaoyu's face instantly turned into disbelief and horror!
"No...impossible!"

He frantically activated the "Golden Elixir"!
"Break! Break! Break it!"

The "Wind and Thunder Sword" emitted a "humming" due to the unbearable strain, and the "wind and thunder" power on the sword body flickered wildly!
but……

Those two fingers didn't move an inch!

They seem not to be flesh and blood, but rather the embodiment of "order" and the source of "Jianmu"!

They are not holding a "sword".

It is "the law of nature"!
"This...this is..."

At this moment, Feng Shaoyu's Dao heart collapsed!
"You...you are not an ordinary person!"

"You...you are...a Nascent Soul Ancestor?!"

He finally got scared!

His proud "Golden Elixir Perfection" was utterly insignificant in the face of these two fingers...

Ants!

"Nascent Soul?"

Su Chen shook his head.

He held the sword tip between his fingers, slowly raised his eyes, and calmly gazed at Feng Shaoyu with his dark, deep eyes.

"Your sword is too noisy."

"Your path is too noisy."

"and……"

Su Chen's five fingers slowly gripped the sword.

"...Too dirty."

"Crack——!"

A crisp sound!
That "superior spirit"
The sword, the "divine weapon" that countless Foundation Establishment cultivators dream of.

In Su Chen's hands, it was like rotten wood!
He, bare-handed...

It was crushed into countless fragments!
"puff--!"

When his natal spirit sword was destroyed, Feng Shaoyu was struck as if by lightning and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot!

"My sword! My sword!"

He stumbled backward in horror and fell hard on his backside!
His henchmen were already terrified and knelt down with a thud!
"Senior...Senior, spare my life! Senior, spare my life!"

Inside the restaurant, there was a deathly silence.

Outside the restaurant, the mortals and cultivators who were originally watching the show didn't even dare to breathe loudly!
He crushed Young Master Feng's "Wind and Thunder Sword" with his bare hands?!

What terrifying cultivation level is this?!
"Nascent Soul? No! This is definitely... the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul! Or even... a legendary 'Deity Transformation' giant?!"

Su Chen slowly stood up.

He ignored the group of kneeling followers.

He walked step by step toward Feng Shaoyu, who was lying on the ground, his face ashen.

“You just said…”

Su Chen's voice was calm.

"You cultivate the Dao of the 'Dao Ancestor'?"

"I...I..." Feng Shaoyu's teeth were chattering; he could smell the scent of "death."

"Senior...Senior! This junior...This junior is rambling! This junior was blind and did not recognize your greatness! This junior..."

“Answer me,” Su Chen interrupted him.

"Yes or no?"

An indescribable pressure enveloped Feng Shaoyu.

This oppressive aura does not belong to "cultivation".

It is the "Tao"!
It's "order"!
It's "legal principle"!
At that moment, Feng Shaoyu felt that he was not facing a single person.

It is "heaven"!
It is the "Tao"!
Yes... He worshipped day and night, and his portrait hung high in his secret room...

"The Ancestor of Taoism"?!

"No...no! Impossible!"

The moment that thought arose, Feng Shaoyu nipped it in the bud!
The Taoist Ancestor sat high on the "Taiyi Taoist Platform," transforming into the "New Sun," illuminating the entire universe!

How could it be... how could it be this ordinary man in blue robes standing before me?!

"This junior...this junior cultivates the Taiyi Immortal Technique! It is...it is the lineage passed down by the ancient immortal Chenzi!" Feng Shaoyu dared not mention the words "Dao Ancestor" again.

"Gu Chenzi..."

A genuine...disappointment flashed in Su Chen's eyes.

"Is this how he taught you?"

"Teach you to use 'immortal' power to suppress 'mortal' power?"

"Teaching you to regard your 'kin' as 'ants'?"

“I…” Feng Shaoyu was speechless; he only felt a bone-chilling cold!
The person in front of me seems to have a great connection with the "Taiyi Dao Palace"!
"Senior!" Feng Shaoyu suddenly kowtowed!

"This junior knows his mistake! This junior is willing to give up everything he owns! He only begs for your life, senior! I... my master is a disciple of the Xuanxian 'Gu Chenzi'! I..."

"enough."

Su Chen finally lost his patience.

He wasn't there to listen to this "new era" "genius" flaunt his "background".

He came to "seek the Way".

And now, he seems to be...

Found it.

He saw how the "newborn" path of immortality had, in just a hundred years, bred "arrogance" and "corruption".

He saw how the "Tao" he had passed down was being exploited by these "geniuses"...

They can be manipulated at will.

"You are not worthy to cultivate my path."

Su Chen slowly raised one finger.

He pointed towards Feng Shaoyu's "dantian".

"Do not--!"

Feng Shaoyu let out a piercing scream!
He thought Su Chen was going to kill him!
"You can't cripple me! I am a 'prodigy'! I am someone valued by the immortal Gu Chenzi!"

"You dare touch me! The Taiyi Dao Palace will not let you get away with this!"

Even facing certain death, he still dared to... threaten?
Su Chen's fingers paused slightly.

A slight smile finally appeared on his usually impassive face...

A smile.

It was a kind of... extreme coldness, as if it could freeze the "Great Dao"...

"sorrow".

"The Taiyi Dao Palace...won't let me go?"

Su Chen asked softly in return.

"This...is truly the funniest joke I've ever heard in a hundred years."

He hesitated no more.

One finger, tap!

This finger gesture has no magical power.

There was no pressure.

There is, but only the "legislation" of "order"!
It refers to the concept of "【芜】"...

Prototype!

"I am Su Chen."

"In the name of 'Grand Ancestor Taiyi,' the verdict is pronounced."

"Your way is not my way."

"Your method is not my method."

“You shall return to the mortal realm.”

"Om-!"

That finger touched Feng Shaoyu's dantian.

There was no explosion.

It did not break.

Feng Shaoyu's "Golden Core" at "Great Perfection"...

That "golden elixir" that embodied his century of arduous cultivation and carried all his "arrogance"...

At this moment, it seems as if I am bound by "time" and "concept"...

It was "negated".

it……

Slowly...

Disappeared.

Like a "dream bubble".

Like it...

"Never existed."

"Ah...ah..."

Feng Shaoyu was stunned.

He felt the emptiness in his dantian.

That emptiness is deeper than death!
"My...my golden core...my cultivation..."

"Do not--!!!"

He, the "Pearl of Tian Shu," the number one prodigy of the "New Fire Ancient City"...

He was "the Taoist Ancestor"...

He personally "erased" his cultivation!

Transformed into...

mortal!

"boom."

Su Chen withdrew his finger.

Feng Shaoyu lay limp on the ground like a lump of mud, his eyes glazed over, muttering to himself:

"It's gone... all gone..."

The group of followers, already terrified by this terrifying miracle of "words becoming law" and a single finger turning a "destroyed immortal" into a "destroyed immortal," were completely terrified...

Passed out.

Su Chen shook his head.

He crippled Feng Shaoyu, but the "knot" in his heart not only didn't untie, it actually... became even stronger.

This is not the "[芜]" he wanted.

The “barren” he seeks is the “order” of “withering and flourishing”, the “end” of “all things”.

instead of...

Clean up the "fruits" you've sown yourself.

"Gu Chenzi..."

Su Chen slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the white jade tower.

"You owe me an explanation."

He did not return to the "Taiyi Daotai".

He simply returned to the table by the window and sat down again.

As if waiting for someone.

The shopkeeper was trembling with fear and completely at a loss.

Su Chen crippled Feng Shaoyu in the blink of an eye.

However, this scene had already been overheard by the "communication stones" of the cultivators outside the restaurant...

The news spread throughout the entire "New Fire Ancient City"!
"Breaking news! Breaking news! 'Wind and Thunder Sword' Feng Shaoyu... has been crippled!"

"What?! At the 'Red Dust Inn'! With just one finger! His Golden Core was destroyed!"

"My God! Is it a Nascent Soul stage master or a Void Refinement stage expert?!"

"The Feng family... is going mad!"

"boom--!"

Su Chen sat down, and it was only three breaths later.

Dozens of powerful sword lights, carrying boundless killing intent, soared into the sky from the direction of the city lord's mansion!

"Who dares to harm my child!"

A roar of "Nascent Soul" shook the entire city!

The patriarch of the Feng family, a cultivator at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, has arrived!
however.

He's fast.

Some people's "way" is faster than his.

Just as the Feng family patriarch was about to descend upon the "Red Dust Inn".

"Om-!"

A vast, ancient, yet extremely majestic "Mysterious Immortal" aura descended from the top of the white jade tower of the "Taiyi Branch Hall"!
This oppressive force was like an invisible giant hand!

In an instant, the Feng family patriarch, along with dozens of Feng family cultivators behind him, were forcibly "suppressed" in mid-air!
Can't move!

"Ancient...Grandmaster Uncle?!"

The power of the Feng family patriarch's "Nascent Soul" stage was like a firefly compared to the bright moon in front of this "Mysterious Immortal" Dao power!

He stared in horror at the white jade tower!

"Grandmaster Uncle! Why...why are you stopping me?! My son Shaoyu, he..."

"Shut up!"

An old yet majestic voice resounded in the "consciousness" of everyone in the "New Fire Ancient City"!

"The Feng family has failed in their duty to educate their children! They have angered the Emperor! The entire family... deserves to be executed!"

"Wha...what?!"

The patriarch of the Feng family felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave!
"Heavenly countenance"?!

What "Heavenly Face"?! (End of Chapter)