Battle Through the Heavens: Purple Heaven Thunder Emperor

Chapter 543 The Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Hand

The atmosphere in the empty square suddenly froze.

All eyes were focused on the middle-aged man with bare arms.

His brows were sharp and arrogant, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to spit fire. He stared intently at Xiao Bai, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Beside him, a young man in blue also stared at Xiao Bai with a gloomy expression, his Yuan energy boiling and ready to be unleashed.

It's not just them.

On the plaza, the heads of the other three major clans—Qin Shan of the Qin family, Lin Fan of the Lin family, and Huangpu Hao of the Huangpu family—all looked at Xiao Bai with a hint of hostility.

"What's wrong with the four major clans? Why are they targeting a young member of the royal family like this?"

Among the three major sects, Man Shan, the sect leader of the Barbarian King Sect, and Bei Chan, the sect leader of the Great Compassion Sect, exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised.

In their view, the boy who came with the Third Prince Mo Ling must be a genius secretly cultivated by the royal family.

Are the four major clans not afraid of offending the royal family by targeting each other like this?

"Hehe—You two sect leaders are unaware of this, but this is not a member of the royal family."

Not far away, an elderly man with white hair and beard stroked his beard, his eyes slightly narrowed, and said with a smile.

This person is none other than Luo Tian, ​​the sect leader of the Tianluo Sect, one of the three major sects.

"Oh? Sect Leader Luo knows the inside story?" Man Shan asked curiously.

"nature."

Luo Tian nodded, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes: "Not long ago, this young man caused quite a commotion in the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele. He single-handedly killed the Wang family members, and the other three clans were forced to pay two million Pure Yuan Pills before they could safely leave."

His voice wasn't loud, but many people around him could hear it clearly.

Suddenly, those who were confused realized what was going on, and their gazes toward Xiao Bai changed.

That's it!

No wonder the Wang family patriarch was so furious.

All those who entered the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele were wiped out.

This grudge is indeed huge!

"His Majesty!"

Wang Lei suppressed the surging killing intent in his heart, turned his gaze to the middle-aged man in a dragon robe on the high platform.

His voice was low and filled with suppressed rage: "This bastard killed twenty-five members of my Wang family, including my son Wang Yan! If this grudge is not avenged, my Wang family will have no face to stand in the Great Yan!"

He paused, then said in a deep voice, "I beg Your Majesty not to interfere in this matter!"

If it weren't for the fact that the Third Prince Mo Ling was standing next to Xiao Bai, he would have already killed this arrogant little beast.

Mo Jingtian sat upright on the dragon throne, calmly looking down.

Upon hearing Wang Lei's words, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Clan Chief, have you really thought this through? Do you truly intend to do this?"

His voice was calm, yet it carried a strange pressure.

"We beg Your Majesty to grant our request!"

Wang Lei cupped his hands in greeting, his tone resolute: "My family will be eternally grateful!"

He was determined to kill Xiao Bai to avenge himself.

Mo Jingtian nodded, said no more, then turned to Xiao Bai not far away and smiled, "What do you think, sir?"

Upon hearing this, the other clan leaders and sect masters in the square were all taken aback.

As the most powerful force in the Great Yan Dynasty, the royal family, and Mo Jingtian, are unfathomable, even those Nirvana Realm experts are wary of them.

Why be so polite to a mere child in the Creation Realm?

□ Address — sir?

"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao—"

Seeing that all eyes in the square were focused on him, and that Xiao Bai in front of him seemed to be staring blankly at something, Mo Ling couldn't help but whisper a reminder.

Xiao Bai then turned his gaze away from the distance, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, and remarked with a strangely imaginative tone, "Heh, it's really lively!"

Mo Ling was speechless.

Has Mr. Xiao never seen a scene like this before?

The battle of seeds was certainly exciting, as it was the biggest event in the Great Yan Dynasty, as it determined the five spots for the Hundred Dynasties War.

However, his upbringing prevented him from showing any emotion, and he respectfully reminded him, "Mr. Xiao, Father—"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Bai waved his hand and said indifferently, "Since someone is eager to die, I don't care."

His voice was calm, as if he were talking about something trivial.

But these words caused the square to fall silent.

Countless gazes turned to Xiao Bai with surprise and uncertainty.

Where does someone at the Creation Realm get their confidence?

It should be noted that Wang Lei, the patriarch of the Wang clan, is a Nirvana Realm expert!

Nirvana is a transformation at the level of life.

The physical body is so strong that even if one stands still and is attacked by someone at the Creation Realm, they probably cannot break the Nirvana Golden Body.

"Is he the Xiao Bai that Qingzhu mentioned?"

In the square, a young man in a black shirt looked at Xiao Bai, his arrogant brows filled with a faint disdain.

He is the genius of the Huangpu family.

"Such an arrogant and conceited person, I don't understand why Qingzhu would favor him so much?"

The young man in black felt somewhat resentful.

He fell in love with Ling Qingzhu at first sight, but she remained indifferent to him.

Now that he knows that Ling Qingzhu treats Xiao Bai differently, he naturally feels jealous.

"Don't call me that so intimately. Has Qingzhu even paid you any attention?"

Huangpu Jing, standing to the side, frowned slightly, glanced at her cousin beside her, and said irritably, "Young Master Xiao dares to confront the Wang family head-on, do you dare?"

"snort!"

The young man in black robes frowned and said coldly, "I'm not that kind of fool. Once I emerge victorious from the Hundred Dynasties War and join a super sect, what will the Wang family be?"

A hint of arrogance flashed in his eyes: "At that time, Qingzhu will definitely treat me differently!"

"hehe----"

Huangpu Jing rolled her eyes, too lazy to pay attention to this guy who lived in his own fantasy.

"Haha—good, very good!"

Wang Lei laughed in fury, and an astonishing killing intent erupted from the square!

His eyes were icy cold, his arms were bulging with muscles and veins, and he suddenly leaped out!

"You arrogant little beast, how dare you kill my son! Today you'll pay with your life!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Lei had already appeared ten feet in front of Xiao Bai.

Wherever he passed, even the void rippled, and the sharp claw wind was filled with a chilling aura as it slammed down on Xiao Bai!

This claw strike contained the full power of the Nirvana Realm!

Even a mountain peak would be shattered by this claw!

In the square, many people closed their eyes, unable to bear watching the bloody scene that was about to unfold.

In their view, Xiao Bai was doomed.

However, Xiao Bai merely glanced at it indifferently, raised his arm, and was about to make a move.

Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

Then, he actually lowered his arm.

"This means... they've given up resisting?"

Everyone frowned slightly upon seeing this.

Did this young man finally realize the gap between himself and the Nirvana Realm and choose to give up?

Wang Lei's lips curled into a cruel smile, and his claws became even more ferocious, determined to tear Xiao Bai to shreds!

But soon, the smile on his lips froze on his face.

"Heh heh—he's my target, I can't let you kill him!"

The moment the aged voice rang out, there was a loud "whoosh!"

Ripples spread out in the sky.

Immediately, an old man dressed in hemp clothing appeared in front of Wang Lei like a ghost, effortlessly deflecting his attack with a wave of his hand.

"What?!"

This scene caused a dramatic change in the expressions of everyone in the square!

Mo Jingtian jumped up from his chair, his eyes filled with horror.

Who is Wang Lei?

The Wang clan patriarch is a genuine Nirvana Realm expert!

Even if it's him, we must treat him with utmost respect.

But Wang Lei's angry attack was easily caught by this old man in hemp clothing.

How could this not be surprising!

At this moment, Wang Lei's pupils suddenly contracted.

No one knew the old man's terror better than him.

He sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from the old man in hemp clothing!

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

Wang Lei's voice trembled slightly, indicating some nervousness.

He had heard the old man's words: "He is my target."

If this old man is related to Xiao Bai, things will probably not end well today.

The old man in hemp clothing did not answer him.

He turned to Xiao Bai, smiled slightly, and said in a gentle tone, "Young man, I came here solely for the treasure of the Yin Kui Sect. If you hand it over, I guarantee you'll be safe today. What do you say?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd in the square was stunned for a moment, and then looked puzzled.

Yin Puppet Sect?

They certainly knew about a mid-sized power in the Great Wilderness County.

But what puzzled them was, what treasures did the Yin Puppet Sect possess that would be coveted by such powerful figures?

Why would such a powerful figure come specifically for a treasure belonging to a mid-level power?

"Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Steps—Are you from the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Sect?"

Xiao Bai did not answer the old man's question, but asked in a slow voice.

He had clearly seen that the movement technique the old man used when he appeared was the "Nine Heavens Taiqing Step" that Ling Qingzhu had given him!

Upon hearing this, the old man in hemp clothing narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint of shrewdness flashing within them.

He never expected that in this lowly dynasty, someone would recognize his identity.

"Not bad, you do have some knowledge."

The old man nodded slowly, his tone carrying a hint of approval: "If you wish to join the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, I can grant your request."

Upon hearing this, a collective gasp of astonishment erupted across the square.

Why are they gathered here today?

Isn't it all about vying for the qualification to enter the Hundred Dynasties War, and then competing again on that battlefield for a spot in a super sect?

And now, this old man in hemp clothing actually offered to introduce Xiao Bai to the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace?

This is an incredible opportunity!

The gazes of countless people toward Xiao Bai were instantly filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"Join the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace?"

Xiao Bai chuckled, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

At his age, he's only at the Nirvana Realm. Does he really need this old guy's introduction to join?

What's more, this old guy is dishonest.

From his words just now, he didn't even dare to mention devouring the Ancestral Symbol, as if he was afraid that people would find out about the Ancestral Symbol.

If they hand over the ancestral symbol, they will probably be silenced immediately.

"For Ling Qingzhu's sake, I will let this go this time."

Xiao Bai stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Go back to where you came from. Some things are not for you to worry about."

His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

"Ling————"

The old man in hemp robes was about to ask, "Who is Ling Qingzhu?" when he suddenly remembered something, and his expression changed slightly: "Young Palace Master?!"

A flicker of disbelief crossed his eyes: "Impossible! How could a mere brat from a lowly dynasty like you know the young master of my sect?!"

His words immediately caused an uproar in the square!

"Young Palace Master?"

"The young master of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace?"

"Ling Qingzhu—could it be that woman?"

Countless eyes fell on the Huangpu family.

They were both shocked and puzzled.

If the Huangpu family is associated with people of such status, why would they participate in this arduous task of competing for a spot?

Little did they know that the members of the Huangpu family were also completely bewildered.

They were equally surprised to learn that the aloof woman who claimed to be a core disciple actually had such an identity!

"Tsk tsk—someone just said that joining a super sect would make Sister Qingzhu look at him differently, but now it seems that's far from enough!"

Huangpu Jing snapped out of his daze and looked at the young man beside him with a mocking expression.

The young man in black looked grim.

If Ling Qingzhu were only a core disciple, he would have some ideas.

But he is the young master of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, the future palace master—

Their social statuses are worlds apart!

I'll have to be careful what I say from now on!

"Young man, you didn't somehow learn the young master's name to try and deceive this old man, did you?"

The old man in hemp clothing frowned, looking at Xiao Bai with suspicion.

He couldn't believe that a mere boy from a lowly dynasty could know the young master of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace.

This is completely unreasonable.

Xiao Bai glanced at him, his eyes slowly deepening.

Some people, even when given a chance, don't know what's good for them.

Since that's the case—

He raised his hand, his five fingers slowly spreading.

"Buzz—!"

The Yuan energy in the square suddenly surged!

Centered on Xiao Bai, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred feet was frantically converging!

In the blink of an eye, a gigantic, illusory hand materialized in the void.

The palm was a hundred feet in size, its entire body was light gold, and mysterious runes flowed on its surface, exuding a terrifying aura that suppressed heaven and earth!

In the center of the palm, a blurry human figure can be vaguely seen, exuding supreme majesty!

"Spiritual Martial Arts?!"

The old man in hemp robes narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with disbelief: "How could someone at the Creation Realm possibly unleash a spiritual martial art?!"

Spiritual martial arts are something that surpasses even the martial arts of creation!

It is usually only capable of being used by experts at the Nirvana Realm or above, and requires extremely high talent and comprehension.

A cultivator at the Creation Realm wielding spiritual martial arts —

This completely overturned his understanding!

"This is—the Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Hand?!"

Lin Dong, who had been silently following behind Lin Fan, recognized the handprint the moment he saw it.

This is the ultimate martial art that can only be performed when all five fingers of the Great Desolate Imprisoning Heaven Finger are extended—the Great Desolate Imprisoning Heaven Hand!

"go."

Xiao Bai uttered a single word.

"boom--!"

A gigantic palm, hundreds of feet long, slowly slammed down!

It may seem slow, but it's actually as fast as lightning!

Wherever it passed, space distorted and the air exploded!

The old man in hemp robes changed his expression drastically and hurriedly used the Nine Heavens Pure Steps to try to dodge.

But strangely, no matter how he dodged, the giant hand seemed to lock onto him, always hovering over his head!

"Damn it!"

The old man roared, his hands forming a hand seal, and his vital energy surged wildly around him.

"Nine Heavens Mysterious Purity Seal!"

A huge cyan light seal condensed and rushed towards the giant palm!

"Snap!"

The moment the cyan light imprint made contact with the giant hand, cracks appeared on its surface!

The stalemate lasted less than a breath—"Boom!"

The cyan light seal exploded with a deafening roar!

The giant hand continued its downward momentum, striking again!

"No-!!"

The old man in hemp clothing suddenly narrowed his pupils, his eyes filled with fear.

He never expected that a spiritual martial art performed by someone at the Creation Realm would be so terrifying!

"puff!"

The giant hand slammed down on the old man.

The old man flew backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood as he crashed heavily onto the edge of the square, creating a deep crater in the ground.

He struggled to get up, only to find that at least 70-80% of his bones were broken and his internal organs were severely damaged, rendering him incapable of fighting.

But that's not the scariest part.

The scariest thing is—

After the giant hand sent the old man flying, it didn't dissipate but continued forward, heading straight for Wang Lei!

Wang Lei was already terrified.

He had personally witnessed the old man in hemp clothing, who he felt was dangerous, being sent flying by a single palm strike.

"No—no—"

Wang Lei turned around and tried to escape.

But the giant hand was too fast.

"boom!"

A muffled thud.

Wang Lei was struck by the giant hand, and his entire body exploded instantly, like a watermelon being smashed by a giant hammer!

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and no remains were left!

The royal family patriarch of the Nirvana Realm —

Just like that, he was killed with a single blow!

The entire square was deathly silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, their faces filled with shock and fear.

One palm!

Just one palm strike!

""

It sent the powerful figure from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace flying!

He killed the Wang clan patriarch, who was in the Nirvana Realm!

What... what kind of power is this?!

The Realm of Creation?

To hell with the Realm of Creation!

Which Creation Realm expert could be this powerful?!

Xiao Bai remained calm as he slowly withdrew his hand, and the giant hand in the void gradually dissipated.

"Plop—"

Someone swallowed hard, the sound unusually clear in the quiet square.

Xiao Bai ignored everyone's reactions.

He walked slowly to the edge of the square and came to the deep pit.

In the deep pit, the old man in hemp clothing lay there, barely breathing, his eyes filled with fear and resentment.

He never expected that he would be defeated by a mere boy from a lowly dynasty.

"Who—who are you—?"

The old man asked with difficulty.

Xiao Bai did not answer.

A faint light flashed between his brows, and a pure devouring power surged forth, enveloping the old man.

"This is—the Devouring—Ancestral Symbol?!"

The old man felt his life force draining away, his eyes filled with terror, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.

"I—am not reconciled—"

The light in the old man's eyes gradually dimmed and eventually went out completely.

Xiao Bai stood up and turned his gaze to the remaining blue-clad youth from the Wang family.

The young man, who had originally been filled with murderous intent, was now terrified. When he saw Xiao Bai looking over, he trembled all over, his eyes filled with fear.

"No—don't kill me—I—"

He was incoherent and tried to run away, but found his legs were weak and he couldn't move at all.

Xiao Bai didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

Soon, the young man saw that Xiao Bai's eyes had turned into two dark vortexes.

Profound, mysterious, and seemingly capable of devouring everything.

His consciousness began to blur, his soul seemed to be sucked into a vortex, constantly sinking into it—

A few breaths later.

"Thump."

A lifeless corpse lay on the ground, its eyes vacant.

The Wang family's genius has fallen.

Throughout the entire process, Xiao Bai didn't even lift a finger.

I only glanced at it.

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The square was completely silent.

Everyone held their breath, not daring to even breathe loudly.

They looked at the black-robed boy standing in the center of the square, their eyes filled with awe and fear.

What kind of realm of creation is this?

This is clearly a god of death!

One palm strike kills a Nirvana Realm cultivator, one glare kills a Creation Realm cultivator —

Such methods and such strength are beyond their comprehension.

Xiao Bai slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd in the square.

Anyone whose gaze was swept over by his light lowered their head in fear, not daring to meet his eyes, for fear of ending up like Wang Zhong just now.

Finally, Xiao Bai's gaze fell on a rooftop in the distance.

There was no one there.

But he seemed to see something, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Darkness—"

He muttered to himself, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

Then, his body slowly faded, rippling like water, and finally disappeared into the square.

All that remained was a large crater in the square and a group of dumbfounded people.

Much later.

"Plop—"

Mo Jingtian swallowed hard and said with difficulty, "The battle of seeds—continue."

His voice trembled slightly.

Clearly, what he just witnessed had frightened him quite a bit.