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Chapter 190 He Has a Nascent Soul Behind Him! The Demonic Cultivator Dies!
The first to be hit was the black-robed old man with a ferocious expression, who was about to unleash a killing move!
"Pfft!"

Before he could even react, he was slammed down from mid-air by the terrifying pressure originating from the level of his soul. His knees buckled, and he fell heavily to his knees, smashing two deep dents into the hard bronze floor.

His newly formed "Heart-Devouring Soul" demonic seal, radiating endless resentment and an aura of destruction,
Faced with this immense pressure, it was like a punctured balloon; with a "pop," it transformed into primal demonic energy and vanished without a trace.

"This is not a power that a Golden Core cultivator can achieve. This vast and unfathomable power is something he has only ever felt from their sect leader."

The old man in black robes trembled violently, his face now devoid of any of his previous arrogance and cruelty, replaced only by deep-seated horror and despair.

He never dreamed that this seemingly ordinary little guy with amazing talent in alchemy would have such a terrifying existence behind him!

Nascent Soul True Lord!

How dare someone as a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator harbor thoughts of seizing the body of someone with the backing of a Nascent Soul True Monarch?
This is practically like an old man hanging himself; he's tired of living!

Under this oppressive force, Meng Yanqing, Wen Jitong, and Ning Sancai, though all feeling their souls tremble and unable to move,

But they keenly realized that this force was not hostile to them; on the contrary, it was like a warm barrier, completely isolating them from the coldness of the outside world.

Only the old man in black robes felt as if an ancient divine mountain had fallen from the sky and crashed heavily onto his soul!

"puff!"

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of black, foul blood, and the condensed demonic energy instantly dissipated. His body trembled violently, like a candle flickering in the wind.

"who are you?"

The old man in black robes was filled with terror in his eyes. He screamed, his voice filled with unbelievable despair!

Since he possessed the body, he has cultivated diligently for decades, finally reaching the late stage of Foundation Establishment, just one step away from the Golden Core Path.

As long as he possesses Luo Qianning's talent, he is confident that he can use Luo Qianning's talent to reach the Golden Core stage in a very short time, or even advance to a higher level of cultivation.

But fate played a cruel joke on him. This handsome young man actually had such a powerful backer. If he had known beforehand, he would never have had the idea of ​​possessing someone else's body.

He is now completely suppressed by the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage, and even moving a finger has become a luxury!

Before Luo Qianning, the broken jade talisman fragment emitted a faint light, and at the center of the light, a phantom figure appeared and disappeared.

The figure was tall and slender, dressed in white, his face indistinct, but the pressure he exuded at will made the entire hall tremble!
"You audacious demonic cultivator, how dare you injure someone from my sect!"

A clear, cold, and majestic voice, like thunder from the heavens, resounded deep within everyone's souls!
The sound wasn't loud, but it carried unparalleled penetrating power, directly causing the black-robed old man to bleed from all seven orifices and his soul to nearly shatter!
"He really is a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

The old man in black robes was utterly desperate, because the mere appearance of this phantom had already extinguished any will to resist him.

This is a complete dead end!

He tried his best to break free from the suppressing force, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree; he couldn't budge it an inch!
The illusory figure raised its hand and gently pressed it towards the old man in black robes.

The movements were slow, yet they possessed an irresistible and immense power.

The old man in black robes had eyes filled with extreme fear and resentment. He wanted to roar and resist, but he couldn't even make a sound!

"No... I am not reconciled..."

Before Meng Yanqing and the others' horrified eyes, the black-robed elder's body, along with the demonic energy emanating from him, crumbled inch by inch under the pressure of the illusory palm, turning into primordial spiritual energy and dissipating into the world! A late-stage Foundation Establishment demonic cultivator was thus effortlessly annihilated by a phantom!
The entire process went completely unnoticed.

After the old man in black robes completely disappeared, the illusory figure gradually became transparent, eventually turning into specks of light and dissipating into the air.

The terrifying pressure inside the hall dissipated, the air became smooth again, and the spiritual energy returned to normal operation.

Meng Yanqing and the other two were panting heavily, their hearts filled with the relief of surviving the ordeal and the deep shock.

Ancestor Yuanying!

Is this the power of a Nascent Soul stage expert?

It was just a phantom image; in the blink of an eye, even a powerful demonic cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage was reduced to ashes!

Luo Qianning's face was pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, clearly indicating that activating the jade talisman had also taken a toll on him.

He looked at the spot where the old man in black had disappeared, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Brother Luo, are you...are you alright?" Meng Yanqing struggled to stand up and asked with concern.

Luo Qianning shook her head, looked at Meng Yanqing, her eyes filled with emotion and guilt.

"Brother Meng, this time... I owe you a lot." His voice was slightly hoarse, but his tone was sincere.

"It's nothing," Meng Yanqing grinned, aggravating her wound and causing her to wince in pain, but she still waved her hand dismissively.

"My father told me that once you consider someone a brother, you must treat them with sincerity. After spending time with them, I think you're a pretty good person, Brother Luo."

Since we're brothers, I can't let you get hurt before me. Besides, the Meng family of the Tianyan Sect doesn't have the habit of abandoning their brothers and running away!"

Luo Qianning stared at the sincere yet somewhat naive young man before her, momentarily lost in thought.

His cheeks were slightly flushed. From childhood to adulthood, everyone he had come into contact with had been a flatterer and pretentious person, either because of his appearance or because of his status and talent.

This was the first time he had ever seen someone like Meng Yanqing, who was willing to risk his life to save him after only a short time together.

And... how can you say that so bluntly? Who wants you to risk your life for each other? Honestly!
However, if Meng Yanqing hadn't risked his life to protect him, he would never have been able to refine the Qian Yuan Creation Pill at the last moment.
There was even less chance of him activating the protective jade talisman. Although he had other means of survival, those were only for dealing with life-or-death crises.
He didn't want to waste it on a mere Foundation Establishment stage, as each use would be one less opportunity.

Meng Yanqing looked at Luo Qianning, who was standing there in a daze, and thought that he hadn't recovered from the battle just now.

His gaze bypassed Luo Qianning and unconsciously fell on the nine pills emitting chaotic light inside the alchemy furnace.

Rank 6 Supreme Qian Yuan Creation Pill!
The extraordinary phenomenon of the elixir's birth, as well as the scene of the nascent soul's phantom descending, all challenged his understanding.

Wen Jitong and Ning Sancai also came to their senses. They looked at Luo Qianning with admiration in their eyes.

To be able to refine a top-grade sixth-rank pill under such dire circumstances, Luo Qianning's talent in alchemy is simply unbelievable!
Luo Qianning took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

He knew this was not the time for lamentation; the most urgent task was to handle the current situation.

(End of this chapter)