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Slap!
With two resounding slaps, the chin of the White-Clad Youth was knocked aside, blood gushing from his nose and his cheekbone dislocated. One could only imagine the force behind Song Baliang's strikes. Even without using any magical powers, Zhao Yang might not possess the same strength as Song Baliang. After all, he was a master craftsman capable of forging weapons with his bare hands, his muscular build making his arms thicker than Long Xiao Wu's thighs. With such power behind those slaps, anyone would be left incapacitated.
"Let go of my younger brother! The other five White-Clad Youths stopped in their tracks, glaring at Song Baliang.
Song Baliang held the youth as if he were a mere chick. He spoke, "Honestly, when I first heard your request, I refused because I am the Holy Son of Xuanfo Temple. I can't just let someone go because you asked me to; I need to assert my identity first." He then tossed the boy to the ground with a thud. "See? I just threw him down—"
"Stop it!"
"How dare you!"
Thud!
The head of the Handsome Young Man in White hit the ground, his skull cracking open and brain matter splattering everywhere. The faces of several White-Clad Youths changed dramatically, while Nangong Wuxin and others, especially Liu Rou, dared not open their eyes. Just moments ago, a lively young man had turned into a heap of mangled flesh.
One dark-skinned and robust youth roared as he swung a sharp sword at Song Baliang. Like an enraged deity, Song Baliang seized the sword's tip and pulled it toward himself, covering the youth's face with his large hand and tearing off the skin from his face.
The boy's heart-wrenching screams sent chills down everyone's spines; they had no idea that this monk could be so brutal. After ripping off the boy's face, Song Baliang delivered a punch to his skull.
With a loud bang that sounded like a watermelon bursting, the boy's head exploded!
The remaining four had already succumbed to hatred and madness as they charged at Song Baliang together. Long Xiao Wu and Nangong Wuxin attempted to help but were blocked by Song Baliang. He grabbed the first one to reach him and pulled him into an embrace while the other three swords struck him from different angles.
Song Baliang laughed heartily; his towering figure trembled violently, instantly strangling the youth in his grasp until blood poured from all seven orifices. The three swords piercing him shattered upon impact, sending their wielders flying away. The Forbidden Technique Space dissipated, revealing Song Baliang now shimmering with golden light; he appeared as if crafted from gold, each touch producing metallic clinks.
With a mighty roar, Song Baliang unleashed a powerful gust from his fists that created immense suction. The three youths he had sent flying were drawn back towards him. One smaller-headed boy was pressed down into his own abdomen by Song Baliang’s palm; another was met with two golden fingers that pierced through his eyes and ripped downwards, tearing off his jaw. The last boy was lifted in terror before Song Baliang, who presented him before Nangong Wuxin and Long Xiao Wu and clapped his hands together as if squashing a bug, crushing the head of this dapper young man into a pulp.
Liu Rou turned pale with fright while Nangong Wuxin nearly vomited. Had it not been for Long Xiao Wu’s familiarity with Zhao Yang after their earlier encounters, she would have surely lost her stomach at such a sight.
"The Forbidden Technique Space has already claimed over ten lives among these peculiar youths of the Tribulation Period," an Old Monster sighed. "It seems there are always greater beings beyond us; everything exists in balance."
Meanwhile, Zhao Yu was locked in battle with Heavenly Dao when he noticed Liu Rou’s pale face and saw the blood and brain matter on Song Baliang. He immediately scolded, "That Bald Giant dares to scare my sister-in-law! Don’t think that just because you’re bald this Queen will let you off easy! Go apologize to my sister-in-law right now!"
After saying this, Zhao Yu launched a punch at the approaching Heavenly Dao. Frustrated by being unable to defeat a mere girl with golden hair despite his overwhelming power and Devouring Heaven Demon Technique, Heavenly Dao found himself at an impasse!
Zhao Yu saw Song Baliang's face turn red after he said a couple of words to her, looking like he couldn't accept it. She huffed and said, "You still dare to defy me? I'll make your head bloom!"
With a snap of her fingers, amidst the astonished gazes of everyone, Song Baliang's scalp split open, and a dazzling red flower sprouted from it!
Song Baliang felt a sharp pain in his scalp. He couldn't believe that such a disgusting method existed in the world. Nangong Wuxin and Long Xiao Wu initially wanted to laugh at Song Baliang for having flowers growing in cow dung, but upon seeing his face turn purple like liver and beads of sweat dripping down, they realized that aside from Zhao Yang, Song Baliang was someone who would even dare to strike his own master when provoked. Now, with the reckless Zhao Yu daring to mess with him, he was truly furious.
"I swear I will pluck every single hair off your head and knock out one of your front teeth to vent my anger! Don't blame me for not recognizing you as my master's sister!" Song Baliang was clearly enraged. He suddenly yanked the flower off his head, blood gushing out as he endured the pain and activated his Diamond Body to heal himself.
"I see you've got a baldness problem! I kindly let a flower grow on your head, and you dare to pull it off! Well, well, you dare to defy me? Don't think just because you're a mere Ant in the Great Ascension stage that you can do anything to me! Even if you were in the Tribulation Period, what could you do?" Zhao Yu shot a glance at Song Baliang, proudly raising her chin.
Furious, Song Baliang summoned his Demon-Subduing Staff and charged at Zhao Yu. Long Xiao Wu and Yu Qingsnow tried to hold him back but couldn't. Long Xiao Wu shouted, "Brother Song, that's my future wife! Show some mercy!"
Zhao Yu's voice rang out again: "And you, Fatty! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll make sure you lose all your teeth and open up your backside!"
Long Xiao Wu was so frightened that he gasped, covering his mouth with one hand while clutching his backside with the other.
As Song Baliang rushed toward the Heavenly Dao, just as he was about to strike down with his staff, the Heavenly Dao behind Zhao Yu suddenly transformed into a demonic figure, swirling around and engulfing Zhao Yu entirely!
"Disgusting!" Zhao Yu's voice erupted from within the belly of the now demonic Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao's eyes glowed red as it reached out with a hand, creating a suction force stronger than a hurricane aimed at Zhao Yu. Her petite figure floated in mid-air as her blue dress danced like a fairy. With an angry expression on her small face, she exclaimed, "So you're trying to suck me in instead!"
Zhao Yu moved her index finger slightly beneath the Heavenly Dao. Suddenly, an enormous blood-red flower erupted from the ground, opening its massive maw to swallow the Heavenly Dao whole. The sound of its anguished cries echoed.
Zhao Yu abruptly turned around just in time to see Song Baliang charging at her with his Demon-Subduing Staff raised high. She slightly parted her lips and blew gently; several petals fluttered down gracefully.
Song Baliang felt an emptiness in his hands and fell to the ground in shock. He stared blankly at his empty palms.
"My... my Demon-Subduing Staff?" Song Baliang cried.
"I say Sister Yu, this is a bit excessive. He's your brother's senior disciple and should also be considered your senior too. Brother Ba Liang was merely sparring with you; he had no intention of harming you. How could you destroy his Dao Artifact? Do you know that his Demon-Subduing Staff is one of the top Supreme Dao Artifacts in the cultivation world? You just blew it away; isn't that too barbaric?" Nangong Wuxin glanced fearfully at Zhao Yu. He was worried that this unruly Little Witch would get angry over a single word and retaliate.
"Hmph!" Zhao Yu huffed disdainfully, lifting her small face high as if she were looking down on everything around her.
Suddenly, there was an explosive sound as the Heavenly Dao broke free from the blood flower. It roared angrily: "Are you done yet? I want all of you dead! Great Transformation Demonic Body, devour heaven and earth! Scatter!"
After saying this, the Heavenly Dao's physical form exploded outward in all directions. Everything within its vicinity began to turn blood-red and spread rapidly—so fast that no one could react! Even Yu Qingsnow and Liu Rou found themselves stained with blood color; spots appeared on their arms as well as on Zhao Yu's. The Tribulation Stage Old Monsters watching from afar showed panic in their eyes as they shouted: "Not good! Quickly use the long-distance teleportation talisman! This is the Devouring Heaven Demon Technique; it can instantly consume all living beings' life essence within miles! If we don't leave now, we're doomed!"
Song Baliang and the others had grim expressions as they all turned to look at Zhao Yu, who was still hovering in the air. Zhao Yu, somewhat annoyed, said, "What a hassle!"
After speaking, Zhao Yu summoned the Yin Yang Holy Fire Token from the Qi Sea to suppress the explosion of the Heavenly Dao. The chanting of ten thousand Buddhas filled the air, accompanied by ghostly wails. A blood-red aura that had been spreading for miles suddenly halted and then rapidly retreated, as if water was being drawn back.
"No!" The voice of the Heavenly Dao echoed in everyone's ears. Under the Yin Yang Holy Fire Token, everything in the cultivation realm was suppressed; even Sun Wukong could be subdued. Who could possibly resist?!
The pitiful Heavenly Dao lay like a puddle of mud beneath the Yin Yang Holy Fire Token. Zhao Yu didn't even glance at it, disdainfully saying, "Just a little bug in the Great Ascension stage. How bothersome for This Queen to use my master's treasure. What a waste."
With a flick of her finger, the Heavenly Dao ultimately could not withstand Zhao Yu's single gesture and was transformed into a shower of petals that fell to the ground.
The onlookers quietly retreated, their hearts filled with fear for this self-proclaimed Queen, too intimidated to look back.
"Sister-in-law!" After finishing her task, Zhao Yu approached Yu Qingsnow and Liu Rou, acting like an innocent little girl who knew nothing.
Meanwhile, Nangong Wuxin and Long Xiao Wu continued to comfort Song Baliang. "The Demon-Subduing Staff may be gone, but you're still here; it can be reforged!"
"A broken stick isn't worth much; you can have it back!" Zhao Yu couldn't bear to listen any longer. Ultimately, she didn't dare to be too reckless; she understood that these people had a special relationship with her brother. So she lightly moved her fingertip, and the Demon-Subduing Staff that had been transformed into petals reformed in her hand, though it now bore some extremely fine cracks.
This contrast was unacceptable to everyone. A young girl with no experience, who was also Zhao Yang's sister, acted so recklessly and indiscriminately—she not only killed the so-called greatest talent of the world known as Heavenly Dao but also humiliated Song Baliang, the foremost figure among the Five Sects!
Was she deliberately trying to establish her authority?
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