Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 815 Answer me!
Dead silence!
There was a deathly silence in front of the gate of Huangfeng Valley!

Even the wind seemed too frightened to howl by the figure suspended in mid-air, surrounded by golden light.

The hundreds of cultivators from the six major sects, who had been so aggressive and ready to fight, were now as if they had been collectively petrified. Their faces were frozen in shock, confusion, disbelief, and the deepest, unconcealable fear.

Nascent Soul!

A Nascent Soul cultivator dressed in tattered servant's clothes, with a severed arm emitting an eerie white light, and golden light radiating from his dantian as if nurturing a blazing sun!

Fang Yu!

This being, whom everyone believed to have either long since perished in the jaws of a Nascent Soul monster or was at most a minor thief in the Foundation Establishment stage, was now hovering above them with an overwhelming presence, proclaiming his existence with a terrifying pressure that was vast and powerful, even surpassing that of the Linghu Ancestor.

The fairy in the rainbow dress was still frozen in her half-step forward-leaning posture, questioning the old ancestor Linghu. Her white dress fluttered without wind, but her face had turned from initial shock to deathly pale. Her red lips were slightly parted, but she could not utter a single word.

Her mind was in a whirl. Fang Yu's carefree face, the strange phenomenon of golden light emanating from his dantian, and the real, oppressive spiritual pressure of his nascent soul that made her Dao heart tremble.
Everything ruthlessly shattered her previous assertion that it was a personal grudge among juniors.

How could this be some kind of personal grudge?
This is clearly Ni Chang trying to provoke a nuclear war between Nascent Soul cultivators! It's the Sect Leader of the Hidden Moon Sect who is actively challenging the pinnacle of combat power in the Yue Kingdom!

Huangfeng Valley suddenly gained a Nascent Soul cultivator.
A young, enigmatic, and promising Nascent Soul cultivator!

This!
What have they been doing squatting at the entrance of Huangfeng Valley these past few days?
Are you courting death?
If the story were to change, and this were set in some urban setting where a powerful CEO is reborn, then perhaps these people would still defiantly challenge him, only to have a butler, driver, or lieutenant appear and slap them in the face, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness the Dragon King."

But this is the world of cultivation.
The overwhelming pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator, enough to crush a person, emanated from Fang Yu. Even the most clueless person would suddenly become shrewd at this moment!

Still dare to shout?

I'm afraid not even a trace of ashes will remain!
The old Taoist priest of Qingxu Sect stared intently at the warm and powerful golden light emanating from Fang Yu's dantian with his cloudy old eyes, making a strange "hoho" sound in his throat.

Is that the sign that the Nascent Soul Dao Embryo is about to be formed?
What kind of extraordinary encounter did Fang Yu have?!

From "Qi Refining" to Nascent Soul?

Did this really happen?!
Everyone feels like their understanding is collapsing!

Fang Yu hovered in the air, slowly lowered his head, and his gaze swept over the wonderful faces below, finally settling on Fairy Ni Chang. His gaze seemed to carry a tangible weight, pressing down on Ni Chang so much that she almost bent over.

Fang Yu's voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly pierced through the deathly silence, like a cold iron hammer striking everyone's heart, carrying the undeniable pressure unique to Nascent Soul cultivators.
"I want to see him alive or dead."

He tilted his head slightly, and his left arm, which emitted a soft white light, moved casually. A faint humming sound immediately filled the air, and the space itself seemed to distort.

Fang Yu pointed to himself, and the golden light in his dantian seemed to intensify, as if silently showing off, "I'm here."

He paused, a chilling smile curving his lips.

"and then?"

"answer me!!!"

boom!
The invisible pressure has surged again!
"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Several disciples with weaker cultivation levels couldn't withstand the pressure and fainted.

Several Core Formation elders also experienced surging blood and qi, their faces flushed, and they barely managed to stand firm by desperately circulating their magical power.

Threat!

A naked threat!

But no one dared to utter a single word in rebuttal.

Such a young Nascent Soul cultivator with such a terrifying aura—if he really wanted to make a move, apart from a few peak Core Formation cultivators like Ni Chang, the others present probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single blow from him!
Those few at the peak of Core Formation were also shaken to their core, feeling completely uncertain.

The power emanating from Fang Yu was violent and profound, filled with an indescribable sense of oppression, far surpassing that of an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
The Fairy of Rainbow Clothes nearly ground her teeth to powder, her nails digging deep into her palms.

She was overwhelmed by a profound sense of humiliation.

She is the leader of the Hidden Moon Sect, representing the face of one of the seven major sects of the Yue Kingdom!
But now, under the pressure of a "junior," she couldn't even utter a complete sentence!

The two Core Formation elders behind her had even paler faces and avoided eye contact, not even having the courage to look Fang Yu in the eye.

"Senior Fang Fang."

The old Taoist priest from Qingxu Sect finally regained his voice, dry and hoarse, filled with unprecedented respect and caution, even using the word "senior." "Misunderstanding...it's all a misunderstanding! We...we were just worried about the whereabouts of our disciples, and in our haste, our words...we may have been offensive, we hope senior will forgive us!" He bowed deeply, his posture extremely humble. "Forgive me?" Fang Yu chuckled, his voice not loud, but it made everyone's heart tremble.

"Bringing so many people, you aggressively blocked the gates of my Yellow Maple Valley, shouting and threatening to raze this place to the ground and search souls and refine spirits. Now you think you can just dismiss it all with a 'misunderstanding'?"

His gaze was like lightning, sweeping across the entire room once more, making everyone who met his eyes feel as if they were being pricked by needles.

"to be honest"

"I think."

"I've made you red bean paste."

His tone was calm, yet it contained boundless domineering power and murderous intent.

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts leaped into their throats!

Fang Yu blinked his Rinne Sharingan, now fused with the Pure Eye, and slowly raised his right arm, which was radiating white light. He didn't point it at anyone, but casually made a light stroke towards the distant sky.

Om-!
There was no earth-shattering sound.

But a pitch-black spatial rift silently split open in the void hundreds of feet away!

The crack was long and narrow, its edges shimmering with a chilling aura of destruction, as if it could devour all light. It existed for only a moment before healing itself completely.

However, that one moment was enough!
Everyone from the six major sects, including Fairy Ni Chang, had their pupils suddenly contract to their maximum size! A chill originating from the depths of their souls instantly swept through their entire bodies!

Tearing through space with bare hands?!
This is no ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator's skill! Fang Yu's strength is far more terrifying than they imagined!
Cold sweat instantly soaked through the Fairy of Rainbow Robes' inner garment.

All her anger, resentment, and the confidence she relied on seemed so pale and laughable in the face of this one stroke.

The other party doesn't care at all! He has the power to not care!
Fang Yu withdrew his arm, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

He didn't even glance at the silent crowd below, but turned his gaze to the protective array of Yellow Maple Valley, and said loudly:
"Sect Leader Zhong, activate the formation and make these 'guests' get lost."

His voice clearly reached into the formation.

Zhong Lingdao was already trembling with excitement. Upon hearing this, he immediately responded loudly, "I will obey Fang's decree!" He almost mispronounced it in his excitement and quickly corrected himself, "Fang Fang's ancestral decree!" At the same time, the array plate in his hand shone brightly.

Buzz! The light screen of the protective array of Yellow Maple Valley rippled, opening up a passage that could only accommodate a few people walking side by side.

But this passage was now seen as an immense humiliation by the cultivators of the six major sects.

Fang Yu remained silent, hovering in the air with his hands behind his back. He did not look down again, leaving only a silhouette enveloped in golden light, swirling with white light, and radiating endless pressure.

That posture clearly told them to get lost!
A silent expulsion is more powerful than any reprimand.

The fairy's face turned from white to green, then from green to red, and finally turned into ashes.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deep into her flesh, and bright red blood seeped out.

She knew that today, the reputation of the Hidden Moon Sect, and even that of the six major sects, had been completely lost!

Faced with absolute power, any scheming, any hidden strength, or any intimidation from a Nascent Soul cultivator becomes a joke!
She managed to squeeze out two words, almost through clenched teeth.
"Quick! Run!"

Before she finished speaking, she was the first to transform into a beam of moon-white light and shot off towards the Hidden Moon Sect without looking back, her speed as if she were escaping from the back room.

His back view was extremely disheveled, and there was not a trace of the majesty of the leader of the Hidden Moon Sect.
As Ni Chang fled, the cultivators from the other five major sects suddenly realized what was happening and dared not linger for even a moment.

In an instant, multicolored streaks of light shot into the sky, like a hornet's nest disturbed, fleeing in panic towards their respective sects, wishing they had more legs.

They came with great fanfare, but left in a panic, like stray dogs!

In the blink of an eye, the area in front of Huangfeng Valley was completely empty except for a few unlucky guys kneeling on the ground and unconscious. All that remained was the air currents stirred up by the escape light and the dust that filled the air.

Fang Yu hovered in the air, watching the fleeing lights disappear into the distant horizon. The golden light in his dantian slowly receded, and the immense pressure dissipated as well.

He looked down at his glowing belly, then touched his nose, muttering something under his breath, his tone tinged with lingering satisfaction:
"Tsk, they're quite sensible. I was originally planning to try out the feel of using their newly acquired 'Nascent Soul Power' to beat someone up."

With a flash of golden light, his figure vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a scene of devastation and deathly silence in front of the mountain gate, and countless reverent, fanatical gazes within Yellow Maple Valley, as if looking up to a divine miracle.

(End of this chapter)