Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

Two terrifying forces collided violently in the sky above the market.

"boom--!!!"

Heaven and earth lose color!

Five-colored light intertwined with purple flames, annihilated, and exploded!

A violent shockwave swept out!

Wherever it passed, buildings in the market collapsed! Some houses had their roofs blown off, and some walls were cracked with countless fissures!

People on the ground were thrown about by the shockwave, and those with lower cultivation levels coughed up blood!

But the shockwave only lasted for three breaths.

Three breaths later, everyone was astonished to see—

The Five Emperors Seal actually shattered the Melting Star Hand.

That ancient and majestic seal passed right through the palm of the giant fiery hand!

The Star-Melting Hand shattered from the inside! The flowing liquid flames went out of control, splashing everywhere! The entire three-hundred-foot-long giant hand disintegrated in mid-air, turning into a rain of fire that fell from the sky!

The Five Emperors Seals, their momentum undiminished, crashed straight into the Purple Profound Cauldron!

boom!!!

The Purple Profound Cauldron was sent flying backward by the impact of the seal, tumbling more than a dozen times in the air before finally stabilizing!

The Zheng family patriarch's mind was connected to the Purple Profound Cauldron. This collision caused his sea of ​​consciousness to tremble violently. He let out a muffled groan, and his face instantly turned pale!

He staggered back several steps, barely managing to steady himself in mid-air, and looked down at Lin Zhao below.

For the first time, a hint of... apprehension appeared in his eyes.

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The market was deathly silent.

Then--

"You won?!"

"It's blocked!!!"

"The garrison commander has sent the cauldron back again!!!"

The cheers were deafening!

Countless cultivators embraced each other, crying and laughing at the same time!

Some people knelt down and kowtowed to Lin Zhao, some jumped up and down excitedly, and some collapsed to the ground, panting heavily as if they had just been pulled out of the water.

At the entrance of the garrison, Yan Chiheng slowly sheathed his thunder hammer and let out a long breath. "This guy..."

Xu Chuan put away the jade talisman and said, "Impressive, Lin Zhao, you managed to withstand this."

Fang Yue didn't speak, but a strange look flashed in his eyes.

How many years has it been?

Lin Zhao is now able to directly confront a Core Formation Realm cultivator.

Luo Yu stood still, looking up at Lin Zhao.

His eyes were bright, as bright as two stars.

He knew it.

The town will not lose.

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In the sky, the Zheng family patriarch remained silent for a long time.

He's really in a bind now.

kill?

Cannot be killed.

This kid is really strange, he keeps revealing his trump cards one after another. Now even his supernatural ability, the Star Melting Hand, has been broken. If the fight continues, who knows what even more bizarre things he might have up his sleeve.

take?

We can't take it either.

The formation hadn't been broken yet, but he had suffered some injuries—not serious, but he was already losing face.

Are we just going to leave like this?

That won't work either.

Then the overall situation would be completely ruined, and the dynasty would truly be finished.

The patriarch of the Zheng family rubbed his temples and suddenly felt that he had wasted the past few hundred years.

He knew that the Holy Sect was very powerful.

But I never expected that just one disciple could be this strong.

He began to seriously consider something—

How can they end up with a dignified life?

In this situation, we can neither win a fight nor retreat.

The only solution is to find a way to back down gracefully.

Who should we ask to mediate?

Several candidates flashed through his mind.

The Zheng family patriarch felt a headache coming on.

What's even more worrying is that those third-tier magic weapons and resources are probably gone forever.

Will he return what that kid risked his life to get?

You're dreaming.

The patriarch of the Zheng family sighed.

He began to consider another possibility—could he discuss with Lin Zhao about cooperating in a fight?

You take the resources, I'll reclaim the dynasty's face and prestige.

This explanation is barely acceptable to outsiders.

The Zheng family patriarch looked at Lin Zhao below with a conflicted expression.

The kid was also looking at him, his gaze so calm it was unsettling.

"..."

The Zheng family patriarch opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Forget it.

Let's keep fighting for now.

At least on the surface, one must appear to be a True Immortal who has reached the Core Formation stage.

He recalled the Purple Profound Cauldron and began to condense those purple lights again—it looked impressive, but the pressure wasn't that great.

As he played, he was mentally planning who he could ask to act as a go-between and have a proper talk with that kid.

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Lin Zhao was naturally unaware of the inner turmoil and hidden thoughts of the Zheng family patriarch.

All he saw was that the old man's attack hadn't stopped.

Purple light rained down, one after another, striking the array in the market.

Although its power was weaker than before, the sheer quantity was overwhelming—if this continued, the formation would eventually give way, and without the formation's help, he would be unable to fight against the Core Formation cultivator.

More importantly, from the beginning of this battle until now, it has been the Zheng family patriarch who has been on the offensive, while he has been on the defensive.

Taking the beating passively is not Lin Zhao's style.

It wasn't just the Zheng family patriarch who possessed supernatural powers.

He has it too.

Lin Zhao raised his right hand, his five fingers making a grasping motion.

The Nine Luminaries Thunder Pool, already integrated into the formation, suddenly trembled! Countless bolts of lightning surged forth.

Lightning suddenly flashed in the sky above the market!

Countless purple-white arcs of electricity surged from all directions, frantically coalescing in front of Lin Zhao—a gigantic dragon claw slowly taking shape.

It has five claws and is ten feet in size.

Its entire body was a deep purple, almost white, with each scale clearly visible. Beneath the scales was an even deeper purple, the color of lightning compressed to its extreme.

Between the scale patterns, there are even tiny phantom images of thunder dragons moving about.

Nine-Radiant Thunder Claw.

Supernatural powers.

Lin Zhao swung his sword suddenly!

That claw strike seemed to disregard spatial distance.

One moment he was in front of Lin Zhao, the next he was already in the sky above the market—within the domain of the Zheng family patriarch!

Five enormous claw marks appeared out of thin air amidst the falling purple meteor shower!

The claw marks swept upwards against the purple rain of light!

Boom! ...

Five huge gaps were torn open in the purple rain!

The purple light that was originally falling in swathes exploded the moment it was hit by the claw marks, turning into scattered fragments of spiritual light!

The claw marks continued their relentless advance, heading straight for the Zheng family patriarch!

The Zheng family patriarch's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately raised his hand to set up an energy barrier to block the lightning claw.

But in that instant, his brow twitched.

wrong!

There's another killer move!

His divine sense suddenly expanded, capturing twenty-seven fine, hair-like fluctuations that were silently attacking him amidst the aftershocks of the lightning claw!

Breaking the Law with the Needle of Darkness.

Each strike was comparable to a full-force attack from the late Foundation Establishment stage.

If those twenty-seven attacks get close to him, they'll be in serious trouble.

Unfortunately, he was a Core Formation cultivator, far superior to Princess Blood Phoenix.

With a slight thought, the Zheng family patriarch unleashed a beam of green light from his body, which swelled in the wind and transformed into a massive shield.

The shield is made from the shell of a black tortoise, and is a deep dark green color. A dark blue swirling pattern flows in the center of the shield, and the edge plates are as thick as mountains.

A third-tier magic weapon, the Xuan Turtle Shield.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom—!!!

Twenty-seven magic-breaking needles struck the shield in succession, exploding into twenty-seven plumes of black smoke.

The power of the Void frantically eroded the shield, but the azure vortex on the shield spun rapidly, forcefully neutralizing most of the erosive power.

After the attack, only twenty-seven shallow dents remained on the shield.

The Zheng family patriarch breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at Lin Zhao with a complicated expression.

have to.

Now we don't need to worry about kills or grappling anymore.

His only concern now is how to end things gracefully.

He swayed and disappeared more than ten miles away from the market.

They ceased their attacks and instead used their jurisdiction to besiege the market.

Then, he secretly took out a communication jade talisman and sent a message to an old friend in the Chengtian Imperial Dynasty—

Find someone to mediate quickly, or it might be too late.