Perfect: I am Shi An from Shicun, and I am Huang’s brother!

Chapter 242 The oriole is behind
On the fourth level of the stone platform, the oppressive force surged like a volcanic eruption, even compressing the space itself and causing it to emit a sharp whistling sound.

Zhan Jingfeng gritted his teeth, his legs felt as heavy as if they were sinking into mud, and every inch he moved seemed to exhaust all his strength. His clothes were already soaked with sweat, and his messy hair clung to his face, but the determination in his eyes did not waver in the slightest. He still stared intently ahead.

Leng Qianjun, standing to the side, was in the same situation. Although his breathing had become heavy and rapid, and due to the excessive pressure, each exhale brought out a cloud of white mist.

But he didn't relax at all. Although the battle axe was out of his hands, his hands were clenched into fists, and his muscles were tense, like a volcano about to erupt, ready to unleash amazing power at any moment.

The only difference was Yan Yuru. As a woman, and since her main attack was not physical, she was inevitably somewhat powerless here. Although she tried her best to persevere, her face grew paler and paler, and the bloodstains at the corners of her mouth never dried, like a pear blossom trembling in a gale.

As for the others...

Only two people managed to persevere because they focused on physical training, while the rest had already reached the brink of despair and were now only holding on by sheer willpower.

"it's time."

Looking at the group who were clearly at their limit, Shi An thought to himself, and then in a flash, he landed in front of the stone platform with Yun Xi.

"who?"

"who is it?"

"Who are you? When did you come in?"

The sudden appearance of Shi An and Yun Xi was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples all around the stone platform.

In an instant, everyone tensed up, their eyes fixed on them, filled with wariness and doubt.

Even Zhan Jingfeng, Leng Qianjun, and Yan Yuru stopped in their tracks, their gazes shooting towards them like sharp arrows.

Zhan Jingfeng frowned, enduring the excruciating pain brought on by the oppressive aura, and asked with difficulty, "May I ask where you two fellow Daoists come from? And when did you enter this stone chamber?"

As he spoke, he secretly regulated his breathing, his divine light flowing like a gentle stream within him, striving to recover some strength in preparation for any unforeseen circumstances.

"Is it you?!"

However, before Shi An could reply, Zhao Wutian, who had barely recovered with the help of his companions, exclaimed in surprise and looked at Zhan Jingfeng, saying, "Lord Jingfeng, is this the person my grandfather told you about?"

"Ok?"

Zhao Wutian's words startled Zhan Jingfeng, but he quickly realized what he meant.

Before entering Tianhe, Zhan Tianlei, who was in charge of Tianhe City affairs, had mentioned to him that a young man had disgraced the family and hoped that if he encountered him after entering Tianhe, he would deal with him.

I never expected to meet you here!

Zhan Jingfeng's eyes flickered slightly as he re-examined the two of them.

He sensed that the man below the stage had a calm and composed demeanor, and the woman beside him was also ethereal and otherworldly. They were clearly not ordinary cultivators. In particular, the man gave him the feeling that he was facing a world of his own, which made him slightly nervous and he dared not make any rash moves.

Zhan Jingfeng dared not act rashly, but that did not mean Shi An dared not act either.

After all, in his perception, apart from a few who did not go on stage, everyone else present was already at their limit and posed no threat to him whatsoever, including the three first generation members, Zhan Jingfeng and the others.

"Noisy!"

Before Zhan Jingfeng and the others could see, Shi An suddenly let out a cold snort and then lightly flicked his sleeve.

"boom!"

In an instant, a powerful and unparalleled force swept out, like a surging tide, with overwhelming momentum, and swept towards Zhao Wutian and the others.

"Bang!" The next moment, before Zhao Wutian and the others could even scream, they were sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the stone chamber wall, spitting out blood and losing consciousness.

This move immediately silenced everyone on and around the stone platform.

Everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the scene. This person had acted so suddenly... This...
That's incredibly disregard for them!

In an instant, the gazes of everyone on and off the stone platform towards Shi An changed from initial wariness to deep fear and anger.

Especially Zhan Jingfeng, Leng Qianjun, and Yan Yurou.

Keep in mind that these three are all first-generation members. In the past, who would dare to be so presumptuous in front of them, completely disregarding them? This is simply outrageous!
"presumptuous!"

With a furious roar, Leng Qianjun's eyes widened in anger. Ignoring the oppressive aura emanating from him, he forcefully summoned his battle axe and swung it fiercely down at Shi An.

"boom!"

In an instant, a sharp axe blade flashed out, attempting to kill Shi An directly.

However, putting aside the fact that he was already seriously injured and his strength had been greatly reduced.

Even at his peak, he was no more than a worthy opponent to Shi An, not worth paying any attention to.

"An ant trying to shake a tree is ridiculous and overestimating one's own abilities."

Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, facing the surging axe light rushing towards him, Shi An showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a faint, indifferent mockery. Then, he gently raised his hand, his five fingers slightly spread, and grabbed at the axe light.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the axe blade, which was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, was crushed and turned into countless tiny fragments of light that dissipated into the air.

"this·······"

For a moment, the stone platform was completely silent.

Leng Qianjun, the person directly involved, stared wide-eyed in disbelief. He didn't even realize that his battle axe had slipped from his hand, crashed onto the stone platform, and sent sparks flying.

Terrified, Leng Qianjun endured his injuries and stared intently at Shi An, asking, "Who... exactly are you?"

Unfortunately, Shi An did not answer his question. Instead, he ignored him and turned to look at Yun Xi beside him.

"Small·······"

However, to Shi An's surprise, before he could even speak, he saw that Yun Xi had already climbed onto the stone platform at some point, and seemed to have easily crossed the first level, reached the second level, and was heading towards the third level.

"So fast?"

Watching Yunxi's figure rapidly ascend, Shi An was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

After witnessing Zhan Jingfeng and the others' performance, he knew that the pressure from this stone platform was extremely strong, and it would become even more terrifying with each additional level.

Even for someone as strong as Zhan Jingfeng and other first-generation cultivators, climbing the first level was extremely difficult, but Yun Xi crossed it so easily, which was truly beyond his expectations.

His gaze followed Yunxi's figure closely, and he couldn't help but wonder to himself: "Could it be that her special feeling towards that statue gave her a unique advantage on this mysterious stone platform?"

Thinking this, Shi An did not follow Yun Xi's steps toward the stone platform. Instead, he turned around and looked at the Zhan Clan members on the other side.

(End of this chapter)