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"Who is that person, daring to meet the gaze of the Rebel Son, and yet the Rebel Son hasn't done anything to him!" someone exclaimed in shock.
"Hmph, I'll kill this eyebrowless bastard first before dealing with you all!" The girl pointed at the immobile Thunder God in the sky. "I'm still asking you a question; are you deaf?"
"Oh?" The Thunder God opened his eyes and glanced down at the girl, then closed them again. "If that little girl doesn't leave, don't blame me for crushing her with a single finger!"
"Oh, so this Queen won't crush you, but you think you can crush me! If you have the guts, come down and face me one-on-one!" The girl shouted at the Thunder God.
The Thunder God smirked and said playfully, "If you have the guts, come up here."
The girl retorted, "If you have the guts, come down."
The Thunder God continued, "If you have the guts, come up here."
...
The two remained locked in this standoff for about half an incense stick's worth of time. The crowd grew restless, the girl was flushed with anger, while the Thunder God seemed to be enjoying himself.
"Fine, I'll go up then! This Queen will go up and make your mother not recognize you!" The girl declared as she prepared to fly up. However, a group of young talents nearby stopped her, saying, "Fairy, be careful! This person is a perverted madman and incredibly powerful. Even if you're skilled enough to capture him, if you get hurt, it will break our hearts!"
"Get lost!" The girl shouted back. Stomping her foot, everyone within a ten-zhang radius was immediately sent flying. Beneath her feet bloomed the Flower of the Great Path, dazzling and enchanting.
"Hmph, a little girl with no experience thinks she can take on the Thunder God! I'll crush this flower before it blooms!" An ugly old man declared. He was a Transcendence Stage Expert from thousands of years ago. Knowing how formidable the Thunder God was and how everyone feared him, he wanted to show off in hopes of gaining some benefit.
"Don't hurt the Fallen Blossom Fairy!" A group of young talents cried out in alarm. They felt pained at the thought of such a lovely girl being harmed; even just being scolded by her felt warm. If this old man killed her, they would surely fight to their deaths.
But in an instant, something astonishing happened!
The old man who had been brandishing a large cleaver was suddenly grabbed by the girl's hand around his neck and lifted off the ground. The old man was horrified as he swung his cleaver towards her neck. The girl didn't dodge; instead, she lightly blew towards the incoming cleaver.
A delicate flower fell at the feet of the young girl. She picked it up, sniffed it, and then tossed it aside with a look of disgust.
Everyone present held their breath, staring in disbelief.
"Can someone tell me what just happened?" murmured an Old Monster from the Tribulation Period.
"What’s going on?" another Old Monster from the Tribulation Period asked, equally puzzled.
"That big saber seemed like a Dao Artifact, how did it turn into a flower?" The onlookers shared the same confusion.
"What kind of Demonic Arts is this?!" The old man who was being choked widened his eyes in terror, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't muster even a fraction of True Qi.
"With a single thought, flowers bloom, and I reign supreme," the girl said softly. "This Queen can kill you without breaking a sweat."
Then, before everyone's eyes, an unusual light emanated from the old man's body. His skin cracked inch by inch, swaying like it had no bones in the wind. The girl released her grip, yet the old man remained standing there, motionless.
"What happened to him?" someone gasped in surprise.
"I don’t know," another person shook their head.
"You witch! What have you done to my Song Family Ancestor?!" a group of people cried out in anger and despair.
A wicked smile crept across the girl's lips as she gently blew forward. In the horrified gazes of the crowd, the old man's body disintegrated into a flurry of petals that danced away in the wind.
"Who else dares to stop This Queen? Feel free to try!" she muttered, pointing at the thunder god in the sky. "You bald guy, if you have guts, don't run!"
The girl shot straight into the sky, her fist aimed at the Thunder God. Yes, she looked like a delicate young girl with slightly chubby cheeks, but her small, rosy fists carried an unimaginable destructive power, hurtling toward the Thunder God like an arrow released from a bow.
"Eh?" The Thunder God, seated on the Thunderball, sensed something unusual about the girl. He casually raised his staff and pointed it at her.
A bolt of lightning shot out, filled with boundless thunderous energy, illuminating the heavens. Even if this strike were to hit the Old Monster during the Tribulation Period, it would surely take their life.
But what happened next was astonishing!
With a loud crack, the staff broke!
"Damn!" The Thunder God's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, almost causing him to tumble off the Thunderball. "My staff!"
His eyes turned red, bloodshot with rage as he trembled and pointed at the girl, shouting furiously, "I thought that after being resurrected, the Rebel Son would be the most infuriating person. Today I admit it’s you! How dare you destroy my staff that took hundreds of years to forge! Rest assured, I won’t let you die so easily; I will make you wish you were dead!"
After declaring this, the Thunder God raised both hands to the sky and began chanting the ancient Thunder Spirit Scripture. The winds howled and dark clouds gathered in a terrifying vortex above millions of cultivators. Massive bolts of lightning, resembling thunder dragons, danced within the dark clouds and whirlpool.
"Transcend Tribulation, is it? I will let all of you bathe in a sea of thunder!" A crazed expression spread across the Thunder God's face.
"What? Is he trying to kill everyone?" Countless people began to scream. What was supposed to be a grand event to witness the Old God General's Transcend Tribulation had turned into a slaughterhouse!
"How dare you act so recklessly before This Queen! It seems you truly seek death! Big Zhuang, bring me my weapon!" The girl turned to a sturdy and somewhat foolish-looking boy behind her.
The boy immediately frowned and said, "Your Majesty, your weapon is stored in your Qi Sea; how could I possibly take it for you?"
The girl shot a glare at Big Zhuang and kicked him aside. "Useless! All you know how to do is eat!"
Suddenly, a lotus flower burst forth from beneath her feet. The flower's stem grew rapidly in the wind, lifting her up. As she chanted softly, an object that resembled both a token and a pagoda flew out from her Qi Sea.
As soon as this object appeared, the girl's face turned extremely pale. The void trembled, becoming highly unstable, and even the thunderclouds above were torn open with a massive gap. Everyone below felt an overwhelming pressure; nearly everyone was forced to the ground except for a few extraordinary experts from the Tribulation Period.
Long Xiao Wu and Song Baliang had already been pressed to the ground, while Zhao Yang's legs sank deep into the earth. He looked at the object in the girl's hand with astonishment and exclaimed, "The Yin Yang Holy Fire Token containing the six-character mantra of Buddha is what suppresses my master! My master is so biased! This thing is given to that dead girl!"
At that moment, on the back mountain of Xuanfo Temple, two beams of light emitted from Heavenly Eyes shone on the object in the girl's hand. A voice asked, "How does the benefactor possess something from Tathagata?"
It was obvious that the speaker was Xuanbing Buddha.
"Tathagata? Who is that? I found this; what I find is mine!" The girl pouted in defense. "Let me deal with this eyebrowless one first before I come to you, Little Monk!"
A fierce expression appeared on her face as she glared at the Thunder God. She suddenly suppressed the Yin Yang Holy Fire Token toward the Thunder God, who was already terrified and at a loss!
The Yin Yang Holy Fire Token could suppress even Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, for five hundred years; how could it not handle the Thunder God?
Boom!
The Thunder God was crushed into a pulp! At that instant, the gathering thunderclouds above dissipated, and the sky became clear blue once more, bathed in bright sunlight!
This scene unfolded too suddenly, catching everyone off guard. The legendary Thunder God, not only possessing extraordinary cultivation but also practicing a Thunder Path method that countered everyone else’s techniques, was actually killed by this girl who was merely at the Great Ascension stage?!
A shadow of lightning emerged from underground; it was the Thunder God's Divine Soul. His expression was frantic as he fled at high speed, showing no intention of fighting back!
"Trying to escape? Blooming flower of thought, Divine Soul confinement!" The girl pouted angrily, her delicate little hand reaching out toward the Thunder God's Divine Soul from afar. A flower made entirely of light and shadow enveloped his Divine Soul. The Flower of the Great Path's radiance pierced into his Divine Soul, drawing out its power. The girl's pale face instantly regained some color, turning rosy.
"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be quite impressive," she clapped her hands in praise of the Thunder God.
"Go ahead and kill me if you dare!" roared the Thunder God's Divine Soul.
"Alright then, I'll grant your wish." The girl's fingers moved slightly, and the Flower of the Great Path closed, causing the Thunder God to let out a heart-wrenching scream that shook everyone to their core!
"Don't kill him; I still have use for him!" Zhao Yang reminded.
The girl immediately halted, glancing at Zhao Yang, who was half-buried in the ground. She obediently walked over to him and asked with a playful grin, "Hehe, Brother, am I impressive or what?"
"Brother?" The girl's use of the term stunned everyone once again!
"Brother?" The talented young man who had previously locked eyes with Zhao Yang finally caught on.
"Sister, who are you calling brother?" Although he was intimidated by the girl's power, Long Xiao Wu felt an unusual attraction towards her for the first time and mustered the courage to ask.
"Of course I'm not calling you that, Fatty!" The girl huffed, casting a disdainful glance at Long Xiao Wu, who was still sprawled on the ground.
"Woohoo, Zhao Yang brother, is this really your biological sister? Look, good fortune should not flow to outsiders. I, Long Xiao Wu, am quite the catch—talented and charming. Just let your sister have me!" Long Xiao Wu clung to Zhao Yang's leg in a spoiled manner.
"Come on, stop being disgusting, Xiao Wu!" Zhao Yang pushed Long Xiao Wu away and turned to glare at the girl. "Zhao Yu, why haven't you put away the Yin Yang Holy Fire Token? There are still so many people lying around!"
"Oh, I forgot. But having them all prostrate at my feet is quite fitting for my status," Zhao Yu said with a hint of hesitation and melancholy.
"Our parents are still here!" Zhao Yang exclaimed.
"Huh? Mom and Dad are here too? What are they doing here?" When Zhao Yu was taken away by Pudu Shanni, Zhao Tianlang and He Qing were not yet cultivators and did not know that they had become experts in the cultivation world. However, since Zhao Yang mentioned it, Zhao Yu naturally believed him and silently recited her heart mantra to put away the Yin Yang Holy Fire Token.
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