Just invincible, the reincarnation wife asked me to give her inheritance

Chapter 142 The Profound Yellow Sacred Body, A Simple Punch

Cheng Tian Shengzi looked down and met Ning Qingxuan's eyes, his heart calm and undisturbed.

Ning Qingxuan's arrival drew the attention of everyone present.

The divine senses of countless royal family members from all thirty-nine ancestral lands of the Xuanyuan Immortal Dynasty finally rose up and landed on the direction of the eighth vein, specifically on Ning Qingxuan.

This current crown prince, the heir who will ascend the throne of Emperor Xuanyuan in the future, has already sparked considerable debate within the organization.

He is undoubtedly the most eye-catching, and his every move attracts a lot of attention.

Looking across the vast expanse of the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm, numerous immortal dynasties, sects, and even ancient forces are all extremely concerned about this.

Because Ning Qingxuan represents the future of the entire Xuanyuan Immortal Dynasty.

"The direct descendant has finally shown up. As rumored, he is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining."

"The Xuanhuang Sacred Body is one of the strongest sacred bodies in the Immortal Realm, how come he has only cultivated to this level?"

"No, look at the fluctuations in his physical body. He has probably been exploring the potential of his sacred body for the past fifteen years."

"The attack from the Holy Son of Chengtian just now was at least at the level of a Nascent Soul cultivator, yet he was completely unharmed."

"Oh? Then I'd like to see what he's unearthed."

In the ancestral lands of the thirty-nine lineages, the ancestors of the Xuanyuan Emperor stared intently at Ning Qingxuan, and ancient whispers rang out one after another.

This naturally includes all the current crown princes.

Those who are mentally mature show worry in their eyes.

Those who had long coveted the throne turned cold.

There were also those who remained neutral and remained silent.

If Ning Qingxuan continues to hide deep within the Eastern Palace, this state can be maintained for at least several decades. But now that he has revealed himself, the situation will inevitably change.

"What a magnificent Xuanhuang Holy Body! Since Crown Prince Xuanyuan has extended an invitation, then this Holy Son will not stand on ceremony."

Cheng Tian Shengzi did not look down on Ning Qingxuan just because he was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

The phantom of the Qilin just now used the power of the early Nascent Soul stage, which could severely injure a mid-Core Formation stage expert.

However, Ning Qingxuan showed no signs of injury whatsoever, which was rather unbelievable.

After he finished speaking, an awe-inspiring aura rose from his body, causing wind and clouds to surge and spiritual energy to roar.

Everyone present witnessed their pupils contract slightly again.

The concealment technique used by the Immortal Lord of Chengtian was deciphered by the Holy Son of Chengtian, revealing his true realm as the late Nascent Soul stage!

In just ten years, his cultivation speed continued to increase dramatically, and he even crossed two minor realms.
Luo Li's heart sank slightly, and she quickly tugged at Ning Qingxuan's sleeve.

"Changge, let me do it."

She spoke softly, somewhat worried that Ning Qingxuan's Xuanhuang Sacred Body might be crippled before it could truly mature.

As for myself, although I may suffer some injuries, I will recover quickly.

"You just need to stand behind me."

Ning Qingxuan responded softly, his words falling into Luo Li's ears and causing her to fall silent.

Seeing the upright figure and back view, Luo Li was deeply moved.

Ten thousand years ago, heroes vied for supremacy, and powerful figures emerged in the Void Refinement realm. As the Linglong Immortal Lord, she stood at the pinnacle of the era's strongest.

No matter what turmoil the Immortal Realm faced, she was always the one standing before all living beings; no one ever stood before her.

Even when she encountered the Heavenly Demon Lord, she did not back down an inch, until she perished.

But now, this cheap prince who was picked up and stole his identity has become the only person in history to stand in front of him.

"How about Crown Prince Xuanyuan add another bargaining chip, just in case the world says that I, the Holy Son, am bullying the weak and that my victory is not honorable? I will only make one move."

"If your Xuanhuang Sacred Body can withstand it, then I, the Holy Son, will admit defeat, and you may choose any of the immortal artifacts within the Chengtian Immortal Sect."

"But if you can't even withstand a single move, then please step down from the position of Crown Prince and give it to someone who is truly capable, so that the millions of people of the Xuanyuan Immortal Dynasty will not have to suffer under your influence."

The Holy Son of Heaven's voice resounded, and his eyes transformed into a blue lightning bolt.

The intention behind these words is obvious to everyone; it is an open conspiracy.

Luo Li was well aware that what these immortal sects wanted was chaos in Xuanyuan, specifically targeting the position of Crown Prince. Otherwise, her father and mother wouldn't have brought Chang Ge from outside to take her place as Crown Prince and quell internal and external troubles.

"As it should be."

Ning Qingxuan responded calmly.

In an instant, the Qilin Immortal Pattern on the arms of the Holy Son of Heaven shone with dazzling brilliance and surged with a terrifying aura.

Once again, a phantom of a Qilin slowly coalesced in the sky above, but this time, its power fluctuations were distinctly different from the previous ones.

The Qilin roared angrily, shaking the entire universe and causing thunder and lightning to rumble in the sky above the ancestral land.

It was tens of thousands of feet tall, standing like a celestial spirit, its power overwhelming the world, looking down upon the earth!
Throughout the various ancestral lands of Xuanyuan, many young descendants witnessed this, and their expressions all paled.

The princes were all moved, and the ancestors of the Xuanyuan Emperor felt even more burdened.

While in the Imperial Garden, Xuan Yuan Wu Hui, who clearly sensed all that was happening, was extremely nervous, and Liu Yu's heart was also pounding wildly.

"Changge can only withstand this attack if he breaks free of the two shackles of the Xuanhuang Sacred Body. Only with the power of three can he perfectly resist it, but..."

Xuanyuan Wuhui reminisced about the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm many years ago, about that senior who possessed the Xuanhuang Sacred Body.

He spent thousands of years of his life barely managing to break free of three shackles, yet unease returned to his mind, his eyes fixed intently on the ancestral land of the Eighth Vein.

"Roar!"

The roar of the Qilin stirred up countless waves.

The Holy Son of Chengtian seemed to merge with the Qilin Immortal Soul and charged towards Ning Qingxuan.

As the divine might struck, Luo Li's palms sweated with nervousness.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ning Qingxuan clenched his right fist. When the ten-thousand-foot-tall Qilin Immortal Soul was about to strike him, he suddenly exerted his power.

boom!
The heavens and earth collapsed and roared.

The sonic boom engulfed everything.

This punch tore through space, shattering the surface like a mirror.

Everyone around felt their bodies tremble violently, their spiritual energy reverse and disintegrate, and their ears exploded and bled continuously.

They watched in utter shock as the towering Qilin's immortal soul was instantly crushed into nothingness.

The cold expression on the face of the Holy Son of Chengtian, who was in the midst of it, changed instantly. An endless chill spread through his mind and mind, and an endless fist shadow seemed to appear in his eyes!

The fist shadow was so large that it blocked all vision. Standing in front of it, one felt like a drop in the ocean, insignificant and trivial!
"What's this!"

The Holy Son of Chengtian gasped.

As the fist approached, the unimaginable, terrifying pressure made his scalp tingle instantly, leaving him completely terrified and at a loss for what to do.

Immortal magic?

Supernatural powers?
Did he use celestial weapons?

No, none of them.

This was merely a punch from the Xuanhuang Sacred Body, an ordinary punch without any spiritual energy mixed in!
"what!"

The Holy Son of Chengtian suffered a heavy blow, screaming in horror as all his protective measures were utterly destroyed.

Even the immortal robes bestowed by the Celestial Lord of Heaven were torn apart inch by inch and turned into dust.

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, his whole body engulfed by the shadows of fists, his consciousness shattered and his mind clouded.

A Nascent Soul stage protector immediately stepped forward, forcibly took the Holy Son of Heaven away, and flashed to another direction.

When he looked back again, his pupils contracted sharply. That punch had overturned the clouds, leaving behind a devastating black trail that turned the area into a forbidden zone for living beings.

When the force of the punch dissipated and the space returned to normal, countless people stared blankly, their breaths stopped, and the ancestral land became deathly silent.

Luo Li stood behind Ning Qingxuan, her heart pounding wildly.

A pair of beautiful eyes reflected Ning Qingxuan's back, which was quite unbelievable.

This was completely unexpected. Not to mention taking that blow, it directly sent the Holy Son of Chengtian flying!
"So awesome!"

(End of this chapter)