The Qi Cultivation Emperor Who Snatches Brides, do you think you're funny?

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the unbelievable scene before them, as if time itself had frozen.

Quasi-Saints are incredibly powerful beings in the cultivation world; a single stomp of their foot could shake the entire Seven Star Immortal Dynasty. Yet now, several Quasi-Saints from Linlang Academy were like powerless ants, slammed into the ground by an invisible force, pinned there in a sorry state, their previous confidence and majesty completely gone.

"This... how is this possible?" A cultivator who had been watching the commotion from a distance gaped wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief. He stammered, "That was a Quasi-Saint! How... how could he be subdued so easily? What kind of power is this?" His voice was sharp with shock, sounding particularly abrupt in the silent square.

"Yes, am I dreaming? A quasi-saint level expert from Linlang Academy was actually pinned to the ground like a chicken. If this gets out, the entire cultivation world will be shaken!" Another cultivator was also astonished. He pinched his arm hard, trying to confirm if this was a nightmare, but the clear pain told him that everything happening in front of him was real.

The atmosphere in the square instantly became eerie. Those who had been cheering for the Linlang Academy's experts and glaring angrily at Jiang Yu were now frozen in place as if under a spell, their expressions shifting from anger to shock, followed by deep fear.

The disciples of Linlang Academy were struck dumb, unable to accept that their academy's top expert had been so easily defeated.

Those disciples who had previously clamored to tear Jiang Yu to pieces were now silent, their faces as pale as paper, their eyes filled with terror and bewilderment.

"It's over, the academy is really finished..." a disciple muttered to himself, his voice trembling with sobs. His legs were weak, and he could barely stand. "Even the quasi-saint elders have been defeated so thoroughly, what are we going to do?"

"What exactly is going on? Could the person behind Jiang Yu be a legendary saint?" An elder-like man, who had originally hoped that the quasi-saint powerhouses could turn the tide, now felt dizzy and filled with despair.

The three prodigies at the Void Refinement Realm—Lin Yu, Su Yao, and Chen Xuan—all stared wide-eyed, their arrogance and disdain vanished, replaced by deep fear.

They never imagined that the situation, which they thought was a sure thing, would change so dramatically in an instant.

The sword in Lin Yu's hand trembled involuntarily, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes. "This...this power is too terrifying. We are no match for it..."

Su Yao bit her lip, her face deathly pale. Her usual confidence had been shattered. "What do we do? We...we shouldn't we..."

The spirit pet beside Chen Xuan also sensed the terrifying aura. The once majestic creature now trembled and let out low growls. Chen Xuan tried to remain calm, but his slight trembling betrayed his inner fear. "Don't panic, assess the situation first..."

At this moment, Elder Xuanfeng, who was pinned to the ground, felt a surge of shock and anger in his heart, like a raging tide.

He couldn't understand how he, a quasi-saint powerhouse with a renowned reputation in the Seven Star Immortal Dynasty, could be subdued in an instant without even a chance to resist.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you attacking us?" Elder Xuanfeng gritted his teeth, struggling to raise his head and shouting loudly at his surroundings, "If you have the guts, show yourself! What kind of hero hides in the shadows!"

However, all that answered him was silence; the invisible force continued to suppress them, rendering them unable to move.

A tear of humiliation flashed in Fairy Qingyue's eyes. Her beautiful face was now distorted with anger and resentment. "Our Linlang Academy has no grudge against you. Why do you humiliate us like this?"

Venerable Mo Yan was so angry that he trembled all over. His Nanming Li Fire was leaping wildly on his body, but he could not break free from the suppressive force. "If you have the guts, let me go. Let's fight one-on-one. What kind of skill is this!" Jiang Yu was shocked beyond words when he saw this scene.

Although he knew that his ancestor was powerful, he was still incredibly shocked to see how easily his ancestor had subdued the quasi-saint powerhouse from Linlang Academy.

"A one-on-one duel? You're dreaming. You couldn't even see my ancestor before kneeling down, and you still want to see him?"

Jiang Yu scoffed, feeling that Venerable Mo Yan was mentally unstable and had some problems.

"You've all knelt down, and you're still shouting! You're really asking for trouble!"

Jiang Yu said.

Jiang Yu's words were like pouring oil on the flames of anger among the students of Linlang Academy, completely igniting the already explosive rage in their hearts.

Elder Xuanfeng trembled with rage, his white hair standing on end, his eyes burning with a furious rage that seemed to incinerate everything before him. "You brat, don't be so arrogant! The humiliation you have suffered today will be etched in the memory of Linlang Academy, and we will make you pay a terrible price!" His voice was hoarse with anger, yet it was still filled with ruthlessness and determination, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.

The once exquisitely beautiful face of Fairy Qingyue was now contorted with rage. Tears welled in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall. The humiliation gnawed at her heart like a venomous snake. "Ignorant brat, how dare you humiliate me like this! Once I break free of my restraints, I will make you pay for your words and actions today, and show you the consequences of offending my Linlang Academy!" Her voice was cold, yet carried a chilling edge, as if her frigid words could pierce through Jiang Yu's body, filling him with fear.

Venerable Mo Yan was enraged. The Southern Bright Flame on his body burned even more fiercely, its eerie blue light making him appear like a demon god. "You little bastard, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have a coward backing you up! Once I get away, I'll burn you to ashes, annihilate your soul, and make you disappear from this world forever!"

He roared and struggled frantically, trying to break free from the invisible force that was suppressing him, but no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain. This made his anger even more uncontrollable, almost completely consuming his reason.

The disciples of Linlang Academy, already plunged into despair and fear due to the defeat of the academy's strongest members, erupted in anger upon hearing Jiang Yu's mockery.

"That bastard has gone too far! Let's fight him to the death!" A young disciple, his eyes bloodshot, brandished his weapon and charged toward Jiang Yu recklessly, his face filled with grief and determination, as if he had already disregarded life and death.

"Yes, let's fight him! We can't let him humiliate our academy like this!" The other disciples echoed, like a pack of enraged beasts, rushing towards Jiang Yu without regard for the consequences, shouting all sorts of hateful words.

However, before they could even get close to Jiang Yu, that invisible force was activated again. With just a slight tremor, the disciples who were charging ahead were sent flying like leaves swept up by a whirlwind, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting blood, and screaming in agony.

"Ha, is Jiang Yang that important to you?"

Jiang Yu coldly stared at Linlang's disciple. (End of Chapter)