After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Master Honglian was so shocked that he was sent flying backward!

The red scarf shattered into countless pieces in the air and fluttered down.

"Master!"

Liu Shiyin's expression changed drastically, and she rushed forward to catch Honglian Zhenren.

A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of Honglian Zhenren's mouth, her face as pale as paper.

Clearly, the injury was quite serious.

Liu Shiyin hugged her, her eyes reddening.

"Master, are you alright?"

Master Honglian shook her head, but her gaze remained fixed on Master Lingyun.

She tried to stand up again, but found that her spiritual energy was surging and she couldn't muster any strength.

Master Lingyun didn't even glance at her.

His gaze was fixed intently on Lin Fengmian.

Without the Red Lotus Immortal's obstruction, he had no more scruples.

"Boy, prepare to die!"

He snorted coldly and waved his hand, sending a giant hand formed from spiritual energy fiercely grabbing at Lin Fengmian!

The giant hand blotted out the sky and carried an unparalleled pressure, as if it wanted to crush Lin Fengmian to pieces!

Lin Fengmian's expression darkened, and he was about to make a move—

A white figure moved even faster than him.

Xiao Xiyue.

She rushed to Lin Fengmian almost the instant Lingyun Zhenren made his move.

That aloof and stunningly beautiful face was now filled with determination.

She spread her arms, blocking Lin Fengmian's path, and stared intently at the giant hand that was getting closer and closer.

She knew she couldn't stop it.

But she still tried to block it.

Even if it only buys him a moment, it's worth it.

Immediately afterwards, the third young master of the Xiong family also rushed up.

The three stood side by side, blocking Lin Fengmian's way.

"Senior Brother Lin, you must leave quickly!"

"We'll stop him!"

Although the three people were pale, they did not retreat an inch.

In contrast, Xiao Sheng and Chen Qingxuan stood with their arms crossed, their faces full of schadenfreude.

Their eyes fell on Lin Fengmian, wishing they could slap him to death.

But their wishes were destined to be in vain.

The group's attempts to stop them were futile, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Master Lingyun didn't even bother to glance at them.

With a wave of his hand—

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

Xiao Xiyue and the other three felt an irresistible force strike them, and they were sent flying backward like kites with broken strings!

"puff--"

Xiao Xiyue spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground.

She tried to get up, but found that her whole body ached.

She raised her head and looked in Lin Fengmian's direction, her eyes filled with worry and resentment.

"Junior Brother Lin..."

She murmured, but she could no longer muster any strength.

At this moment, Master Lingyun felt as if he were in an empty place.

The giant hand of spiritual energy had already reached Lin Fengmian.

He was no more than three feet away.

Lin Fengmian watched the giant hand getting closer and closer, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

He tried to move, but found that his body was firmly suppressed by the other party's oppressive aura, making it difficult to even move.

The pinnacle of the fake infant...

As expected, they are not something I can contend with right now.

Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth, and with a thought, he connected with a certain entity deep within his dantian.

He was about to fight a desperate battle—

A soft laugh suddenly came from behind.

The laughter was ethereal and clear, yet carried a detached indifference that seemed to look down upon all living beings.

"Hehehe—"

"The Heavenly Sword Sect, what a show of power."

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

In the courtyard, everyone froze in their tracks.

That sound...

Did it come from Chu Qingyi?

Everyone turned their heads in unison to look at the white figure who had been standing silently at the back of the crowd.

Under the moonlight, Chu Qingyi slowly raised her head.

Her face, which was originally aloof and proud, now had an indescribable charm.

The previous aloofness and elegance vanished instantly.

Instead, there is a kind of majesty that comes from long-held superiority and looking down upon all living beings.

That kind of majesty wasn't something he deliberately tried to project; it came from his very bones.

It was as if she were a goddess high above, merely playing in the mortal world.

Her red lips parted slightly, a faint smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

That smile, however, sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

Then--

She moved.

It's just one step.

But this step seemed to cross the boundaries of space.

She appeared in front of Lin Fengmian from behind the crowd in an instant.

It stood between him and the giant hand of spiritual energy.

at the same time--

An extremely terrifying aura was suddenly released from her body!

That aura was ten times stronger than Ling Yunzi's!

Do not--

hundred times!

That aura was like an ancient ferocious beast that had been sleeping for ten thousand years suddenly awakening, sweeping over everything!

The bluestone slabs in the courtyard shattered with a "crackling" sound, and dense cracks appeared on the walls of the house!

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect were pale-faced, their legs went weak, and they almost knelt down!

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect turned pale, their eyes filled with fear!

The giant hand formed from spiritual energy by Master Lingyun was abruptly stopped in mid-air.

He didn't stop on his own initiative.

But -

It was completely suppressed by that terrifying aura!

The giant hand trembled violently in mid-air, and cracks spread across its surface.

Then--

It crumbled little by little.

They transformed into specks of light and dissipated into the night sky.

Master Lingyun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he froze on the spot.

His face was filled with shock and disbelief.

A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head.

He felt—

A divine sense many times stronger than his own was locking onto him!

That divine consciousness was as vast as the sea and as deep as an abyss, as if it would be reduced to ashes with just a thought from the other party!

"This, this, this—"

Master Lingyun's voice trembled.

"This is... the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator?!"

"How is that possible?!"

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the white figure blocking Lin Fengmian's way.

Under the moonlight, Chu Qingyi stood with her hands behind her back, her clothes fluttering in the breeze.

She looked at Master Lingyun, a faint smile still playing on her lips.

That smile, in Master Lingyun's eyes, was like the smile of death.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead.

His previous arrogance and conceit have vanished.

Instead, there was endless fear.

He swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly:

"You, you are... a Nascent Soul senior?!"

The Red Lotus Immortal, standing to the side, watched this scene without much surprise.

She had already suspected it.

The Supreme Elder always presented herself as a Holy Maiden, secretly observing the sect's disciples.

In retrospect, her guess was correct.

Chu Qingyi —

No, I should say, the Supreme Elder.

She never left the sect.

She has always remained hidden among the disciples, posing as Chu Qingyi.

Master Honglian smiled bitterly to himself.

I didn't even realize it.

And Lin Fengmian—

At this moment, however, he felt utterly hopeless.

It's confirmed.

Real hammer!

Chu Qingyi is indeed the Supreme Elder!

The Supreme Elder was indeed Chu Qingyi!

He had been wondering why the Supreme Elder had intervened to save him.