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"I want to do what I wish, Qinglian, and it is difficult to stop me." Bai Xingchen's gentle smile carried a hint of domineering intent as his words echoed through the air.
A cold gaze swept over, and the Fire Phoenix Hairpin shot forth with astonishing momentum. Bai Xingchen's smile remained unchanged as he extended his other hand, lightly brushing through the air in front of him.
In an instant, the surrounding space stirred with wind and clouds. Amidst the howling gale, a massive hand formed from mist emerged, reaching out to grasp the incoming Fire Phoenix Hairpin fiercely.
At the same time, his other hand, which was only a few feet away from Fang Chen's forehead and radiating a terrifying aura, paused briefly before once again pointing towards Fang Chen's brow.
"Yiyue, Sister Qinglian!" Feeling the sudden commotion in the distant air, Fang Chen's mind stirred amidst the life-and-death crisis. The deathly stillness that had enveloped him abruptly stilled, and then a glimmer of brilliance flashed in his bloodshot eyes. A flicker of hope blossomed from deep within his heart.
Simultaneously, the terrifying aura that had gradually spread within Fang Chen's body and was difficult for outsiders to detect suddenly dissipated.
If possible, he absolutely did not want to resort to that forbidden move now. However, Sister Qinglian's arrival undoubtedly gave Fang Chen a glimpse of hope.
"As long as I can endure this moment," he thought, watching the finger approaching him, growing larger in his vision. Fang Chen gritted his teeth, revealing a fierce expression.
"What of Sister Qinglian? Today you will undoubtedly die!" Not far away, witnessing this scene, Song Donglai wore a fierce expression. The concern in his gaze towards Fang Chen vanished, replaced by a thick layer of mockery.
Earlier, Sister Qinglian's scolding voice had rolled in like thunder as she threw the Fire Phoenix Hairpin at Bai Xingchen, clearly trying her utmost to protect Fang Chen. In light of this situation, Song Donglai felt somewhat anxious.
After all, Sister Qinglian and Bai Xingchen were roughly equal in status and strength. Moreover, Bai Xingchen had little connection with them; this action was merely out of obligation. Given Sister Qinglian's resolute attitude now, he wondered if Bai Xingchen would truly offend someone of equal standing for a mere request. However, it was evident that Bai Xingchen had already given his answer.
Faced with a determined Bai Xingchen who was prepared to strike with full force, it seemed ridiculous to Song Donglai that a mere Body Refinement Realm practitioner like Fang Chen would attempt to withstand such an attack! He knew very well how terrifying Bai Xingchen's true strength was—someone who could instill fear even in fellow Primordial Embryo Realm warriors. That single finger was nothing more than a finger; it was certainly beyond Fang Chen's ability to withstand!
A sinister expression flickered across Song Donglai's face as he seemed to envision the moment when Fang Chen's brow would be stained with blood, his cultivation completely shattered.
Once Fang Chen was rendered useless and cast down, Song Donglai knew very well that, in the cold reality of martial arts, even Sister Qinglian, who currently appeared to care for the latter, would hardly spare Fang Chen another glance. After all, it was hardly worth their time to engage with someone who had been discarded, especially not for a fallen genius like him. At that point, he could bring Fang Chen back to the Enforcement Hall without any qualms.
As for what would happen after reaching the Enforcement Hall, it would be entirely up to him.
"The grudge of that severed arm from that day, I will repay a hundredfold!" Song Donglai growled, his cold face twisting slightly into a terrifying grimace.
"Damn it, he won't stop!" In mid-air, Lian Yiyue's delicate face was filled with anxiety and concern as she watched Bai Xingchen continue to attack Fang Chen without pause. Even though she had only recently arrived at Ziyang Sect, she understood the weight of the name Bai Xingchen. He was someone even Sister Qinglian, who had come from Charming Immortal Sect and was now a leading figure among the Inner Sect Disciples of Ziyang Sect, greatly feared. The disparity in strength between them was simply too vast.
The terrifying aura emanating from Bai Xingchen's finger could be felt clearly even from a distance. Such an attack was beyond the capabilities of Body Refinement Realm warriors; even ordinary Primordial Embryo Realm experts might turn to dust under its pressure.
It was truly horrifying!
No matter how extraordinary Fang Chen was, he was still in the Body Refinement Realm. Could he withstand it? Lian Yiyue lacked confidence and grew increasingly worried.
Amidst her concerns, Bai Xingchen's jade-like finger had yet to touch Fang Chen's brow when suddenly, in mid-air, the Fire Phoenix Hairpin shot forth and collided with the massive hand formed from clouds and mist.
A piercing phoenix cry resonated through the surroundings at that moment as the Fire Phoenix Hairpin enveloped in a crimson light struck heavily against the palm of the Cloud Mist Giant Palm. Subsequently, the red light erupted into a breathtaking sea of flames that engulfed the Cloud Mist Giant Palm.
Hissing sounds echoed through the air as if something peculiar was happening; within the sea of fire, the edges of the giant hand made of mist began to melt away like liquid dropping down as if ignited.
"How powerful!"
Watching this scene, Song Donglai's expression slightly changed. From the current situation, it was evident that Sister Qinglian had an overwhelming advantage in this clash.
However, as he glanced at the still smiling face of Bai Xingchen and her calm demeanor, the remaining worry on Song Donglai's face vanished in an instant.
"No matter how strong Sister Qinglian is, she can't stop Brother Bai's strike now. Fang Chen is doomed!" he whispered with a sinister smile.
In mid-air, Qinglian rushed towards Fang Chen with great speed, her delicate face showing no signs of victory; instead, it was slightly furrowed with concern.
She understood very well that while it seemed she had won the previous strike, that was not the case. In some sense, she had actually lost. After all, she had used a powerful spiritual weapon, while Bai Xingchen merely executed a casual palm strike. More importantly, although she had the overwhelming advantage in that moment, it was still difficult to completely burn through the Cloud Mist Giant Palm in such a short time. This was enough time for Bai Xingchen to complete his attack.
The attack launched by Bai Xingchen himself was from someone with exceptional talent and strength that surpassed others of the same realm. But after all, he was still a Little One in the Body Refinement Realm; could she block it?
As she flew rapidly, Qinglian let out a soft sigh.
"Hmm?" At that moment, Bai Xingchen, smiling and about to touch Fang Chen's forehead with his fingertip, suddenly let out a light exclamation.
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