Simultaneously traversing: traversing countless heavens

Chapter 107 Are you looking for death?

"Thank you for taking care of my daughter. I have come to bring her back." The man's voice was gentle, but it carried an undeniable air of authority. He was Xie Guanying, who had seized the great fortune of his wife and had already achieved the realm of a Confucian sage.

Using his mathematical skills to deduce the future, he rode swiftly and finally arrived ahead of Zhou Yi and Nangong Pushe, waiting on the inevitable road ahead. Only when the bright moon was high in the sky did he make his entrance with a deliberately melodious flute tune. His white-clad figure under the moonlight had a rather ethereal and otherworldly air.

He had barely finished speaking.

Another rapid sound of horses' hooves came from the official road behind Zhou Yi, approaching from afar before abruptly stopping.

One man and one horse, covered in dust from their journey, it was none other than the old patriarch of the Nangong family.

He reined in his horse, his beard and hair bristling, his gaze sharp as lightning. He first swept his eyes over Xie Guanying in the tree, then looked at Zhou Yi calmly by the campfire, and finally fixed his gaze on Xie Guanying. His anger could no longer be contained, and he roared, "Xie Guanying! You beast, worse than a pig or a dog! How dare you show your face here and presumptuously claim you can take my daughter away?!"

The carefully crafted atmosphere of his entrance was abruptly shattered by the angry curse of the old patriarch, Nangong. The gentle demeanor Xie Guanying had been maintaining instantly turned gloomy, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He had been being called a "beast" and "beast" for days, which had already ignited his anger. He could tolerate his own father, but how dare this old bastard do that? He was now even more determined to kill the old scoundrel on the spot.

"Beast?" Xie Guanying sneered, but his voice remained calm. "I've heard those two words so many times lately that my ears are almost tired of them."

"You've developed a callus. If I'm a beast, then what are you, the head of the Nangong family, who has fallen to this beast? Aren't you even less than a beast?"

Before the words were even finished, a sudden change occurred!

The moonlight seemed to distort slightly as Xie Guanying's figure vanished from the top of the withered tree. The next instant, like a ghost, he appeared without warning three feet in front of the old patriarch of the Nangong family!

The distance between the two, which was originally several dozen feet, seemed to disappear.

He didn't even use any movement techniques to sprint; it was more like he was shrinking the distance to an inch, or rather, the space itself was "folding" the distance according to his will!

Xie Guanying raised his flute, making no apparent gesture, but simply pointed it lightly at the old patriarch of the Nangong family, uttering a clear and cold word: "Suppress!"

There was no howling wind, no surging true energy.

But the moment that word was uttered and the flute was played, the old patriarch of the Nangong family's expression changed drastically!

He felt an invisible and intangible force, vast as the ocean and heavy as a mountain, not emanating from Xie Guanying, but seemingly coming from the entire world, crashing down on him from all directions, up and down!

A master of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm can already achieve a preliminary understanding of the interaction between heaven and man, resonating with the surrounding energy of heaven and earth, borrowing the laws of heaven and earth, and further relying on their keen perception...

They use their intuition to anticipate danger and seek advantage while avoiding harm.

But at this moment, the old patriarch of the Nangong family was horrified to discover that not only could he not "borrow the power," but he also felt that this world was frantically rejecting and suppressing him!

The familiar rhythms of heaven and earth became disordered and hostile. The energy that he used to be able to control was now as heavy as a mountain and difficult to mobilize even a little!

"puff!"

The magnificent horse beneath him, before it could even neigh, was crushed by the invisible yet overwhelming pressure of heaven and earth. Its limbs collapsed, its bones shattered, blood spurted from its mouth and nose, and it lay limp on the ground, dying instantly!

The old patriarch of the Nangong family himself was in an even worse state!

The moment the word "suppress" touched his body, his aura suddenly froze. His originally smooth and harmonious Celestial Realm cultivation, which resonated with heaven and earth, was forcibly suppressed and knocked down! It was as if an invisible shackle had been placed on his soul and dantian, causing his realm to plummet, and in an instant he fell to the Finger Profound Realm!

"How is this possible?!" The old patriarch of the Nangong family exclaimed in disbelief, his voice filled with shock.

This is definitely not a method used by Confucianists in the Celestial Realm!

He originally thought that even if Xie Guanying was exceptionally talented, he would at most be at the initial stage of the Celestial Realm, at the same level as himself.

Although Confucianism directly addresses celestial phenomena, within the same realm, due to the lack of the foundational tempering of Vajra and Finger-Pointing techniques, its practical application is often weaker than step-by-step approaches.

A warrior who rose through the ranks.

If Xie Guanying was merely a Confucian celestial being, Patriarch Nangong was confident that with his martial arts experience and deeper understanding of the power of heaven and earth, he could easily defeat him with one hand.

However at this moment—

With just a single word "suppress" from the other party, and a casual, insignificant strike, he was rejected by heaven and earth, his cultivation level plummeted, and he was subjected to immense pressure!

This is absolutely beyond the capabilities of someone at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm!

In a flash, a terrifying guess that sent chills down the spine of the old patriarch of the Nangong family flashed through his mind.

He stared intently at Xie Guanying, who was standing close at hand with an indifferent expression, and squeezed out four words, each one heavy with weight, through clenched teeth: "Lu-di-shen-xian!"

His voice, filled with extreme shock and anger, seemed to strain every word.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Guanying's seemingly slow but actually locked onto his entire aura, xiao flute lightly touched his chest.

「噗

There was no earth-shattering noise, only a dull thud as flesh was pierced.

The old patriarch of the Nangong family was struck as if by lightning. He felt a sharp pain in his chest as if his bones were shattering. A force of heaven and earth, completely different from true qi, purer, more vast, and incomparably domineering, penetrated his body and instantly severely damaged his internal organs and meridians!

He groaned and stumbled backward ten steps uncontrollably, each step leaving a large crater in the ground. With the last step, he could no longer hold back and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, his breath instantly becoming extremely weak.

Just one glance!

The patriarch of the Nangong family, who had been famous for many years and dominated the Northern Wilderness, and a martial arts giant of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, suffered unimaginable injuries in front of Xie Guanying, a newly promoted terrestrial immortal. His astonishing cultivation was now only able to unleash less than half of its former power!

Meanwhile, the old patriarch of the Nangong family was kneeling on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, vomiting blood incessantly. Beneath him lay the corpse of his mount and his own spilled blood, a truly wretched and miserable sight.

The gap in strength is already crystal clear, as if the difference between heaven and earth were vast.

Xie Guanying stood proudly under the moonlight, his white robes fluttering, as if a banished immortal had descended to earth.

He didn't even bother to glance at the writhing, blood-vomiting old patriarch of the Nangong family not far away, as if he were just an ant that could be crushed at will, and that even looking at him for half a second would be an eyesore.

His gaze had already fallen on the motionless carriage, and on the sleeping figure inside.

A triumphant smile played on his lips as he turned and headed toward the carriage as if no one else was there, as if taking his daughter away was as easy and natural as picking something out of a bag.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yi, who had been sitting by the large rock as if indifferent to the lightning-fast yet earth-shattering exchange, slowly and very casually stood up.

His movements were slow, even carrying a hint of languor from just finishing a rest. He patted off non-existent dust from his body, still clutching the hard, flat pancake in his hand.

This subtle movement made Xie Guanying, who was about to take a step, frown and stop.

He turned around, his gaze falling on Zhou Yi who was walking towards him, with a hint of confusion and displeasure at being disturbed.

The moonlight outlined Zhou Yi's silent and ordinary profile, which seemed out of place compared to the heavily injured and coughing-up old patriarch of the Celestial Realm on the ground, and to his own newly promoted terrestrial immortal aura.

Xie Guanying frowned inwardly: Was his swift and decisive action, which instantly crippled the old scoundrel Nangong at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, not enough to intimidate people? Could this person be so ignorant and fearless? Or does he think he can stop a Confucian sage who has already stepped into the Land Immortal Realm on his own?

The once-powerful and renowned patriarch of the Nangong family, who had dominated the Northern Wilderness for many years, was no match for him and was now barely clinging to life.

What gives you the right to stand up and show off when you're just some nobody of unknown origin?

Can't find death?

Xie Guanying did not speak, but calmly watched Zhou Yi approach step by step with his eyes, which had become increasingly deep and seemed to contain the movement of stars and the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

An invisible force, far more restrained yet vast and powerful than the one that had suppressed the old patriarch of the Nangong family, began to slowly spread out from him.

The surrounding air seemed to thicken, the moonlight seemed to freeze for a moment, and even the chirping of insects in the distance fell silent.

This is the silent pressure of a terrestrial deity; without lifting a finger, it is enough to terrify most living beings, causing them to prostrate themselves on the ground.

He wanted to see what gave this seemingly capable man in black, who had been escorting his daughter all the way, the confidence to act so rudely in front of him, Xie Guanying.

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