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Chapter 220 What did he shatter with one palm?

Like morning dew or a flash of lightning, a hair's breadth away.

Chen Xu's palm struck down even before A Sheng's sharp teeth.

First, his speed was fast enough, faster than a shooting star; second, his palm had been hovering lightly over A Sheng's head.

It turned out that Chen Xu had been prepared all along.

This gesture of gently stroking the top of someone's head is both a form of comfort and a sign of control!
In that split second between life and death, Chen Xu's vigilance gave him the best opportunity to react.

A Sheng suddenly launched an attack, but Chen Xu was faster than him.

The old woman, nearly reaching the depths of the River God Temple, just began to laugh triumphantly: "Hehehe, naive little demon, kind scholar, foolish man, eat them all! I want to eat, ah—"

Before he could finish speaking, he abruptly stopped.

The little hedgehog, almost inside the cage, opened its eyes wide. Its tiny hands had just climbed onto the iron cage bars when they were pricked by the runes above, leaving them covered in blood.

It trembled all over, yet refused to let go of the fence, its eyes wide with fury as if it wanted to say something...

Below, the bronze bowl and water mirror reflected the scene of Chen Xu smashing A Sheng's head with a single palm strike.

boom!
It looks like a watermelon has burst open.

Red and white splattered everywhere.

A saint? Or a demon?

Why is it so fragile?

In reality, it wasn't that the opponent was too weak, but rather that Chen Xu's palm strike was incredibly powerful.

It wasn't just because his own blood and qi attributes were already as high as [351] points; when he struck down with his palm, his powerful blood and qi instantly emanated out, like a quiet volcano suddenly erupting.

It was also because Chen Xu had secretly laid the "flower is not a flower" mystery when he first met A Sheng.

This mist comes and goes without a trace, yet it can help Chen Xu control the energy of heaven and earth within a certain range around him invisibly.

In addition, he himself possessed innate Qi, so when he struck down with his palm, it looked like a palm strike, but in reality it was equivalent to chopping wood.

[Firewood Chopping Level 3 (326/5000)]

The highest level of wood chopping is characterized by its speed, as swift as the wind, and its stillness, as gentle as the forest.

The second level of wood-chopping requires keen insight and meticulous observation;
The key points and characteristics of the third level of wood-chopping are: as immovable as a mountain, and as aggressive as fire!

When it erupts, it is like a divine river with surging waves.

When momentum builds to its peak, it erupts like a volcano.

Fierce, violent, and swift!

Leaving no room for compromise.

boom!
Ah Sheng's head was smashed, and his body was instantly shattered into dust under the scorching and violent power of Chen Xu's palm strike.

boom--

A wave of heat swept out, instantly scorching the branches and leaves of the trees beneath Chen Xu into vapor.

A huge void suddenly appeared.

The villagers below looked up and were horrified to find a young man with long, flowing hair floating in the air above them.

The man's robes fluttered, and blood mist swirled around him.

His palm remained in a half-pressing position, as if he were about to annihilate all living beings before him with a flick of his wrist.

At the same time, the jade infant, shooting upwards like an arrow, arrived right in front of the young man.

The jade infant opened its mouth and shrieked, its two rows of sharp teeth bringing with them a sharp gust of wind.

"Ah!" the villagers exclaimed.

But the jade infant, which had been soaring into the sky with such imposing momentum, crashed into the young man's palm once again in the instant of their close combat.

Yes, the upward thrust of the jade infant met Chen Xu's downward palm at that very moment.

So much so that this action looked as if Yu Ying was walking into a trap.

boom!
In the light of the stone fire, there is a flash of beauty.

The jade infant let out its second scream since birth: "Waaah—" Before the sound had faded, its entire body followed in Ah Sheng's footsteps, exploding and turning into blood mist under Chen Xu's palm.

All of this happened so fast that the villagers looked up in stunned silence, not even having time to react.

Only the old woman deep inside the river god temple, her cackling laughter had just begun and then abruptly stopped.

This time, it was her turn to be furious.

She opened her mouth angrily: "This is impossible! My Holy Child has power close to that of the Daoist Core Formation stage, how could he be so easily shattered? Ah... Pfft!"

Before she could finish speaking, blood and qi suddenly surged in her throat, and she vomited out a stream of dark red blood.

The Holy Child was killed by Chen Xu, and the old woman also suffered the backlash.

The little hedgehog squeezed its upper body against the iron cage bars, its eyes wide with surprise as it looked down at the bronze bowl and water mirror below.

But the old woman reacted quickly. She roared and stretched out her blood-stained hands, slapping them against the blood she had just sprayed into the air, as if a raging storm was crashing against the shore.

Bang bang bang!
The air itself seemed to resonate with the roar of crashing waves.

The blood floating in mid-air was completely dispersed into a fine mist, and then vanished into the air in an instant—

No, the blood didn't just disappear into thin air.

Instead, through some strange teleportation, he was instantly transported several miles away to a grove of trees on a slope.

In the grove, the stunned villagers, enveloped in the blood mist, suddenly roared and screamed in anger.

"Outsider, how dare you harm my Holy Child and Jade Infant! You shall die!"

Meanwhile, the old woman murmured a spell in the dark room: "The amber illuminates the dark spring, the placenta transforms into a boat. The jade infant is reborn, the foolish people offer me sacrifices..."

Her incantation was low and eerie, with an indistinct tone and a strange, chilling quality to it, in the local dialect.

As she chanted the incantation, her eye sockets bulged outwards, and within her dark eyes seemed to surge and crash against a deep abyss.

Crunchy——

In the grove, the villagers absorbed the blood mist, and their figures and postures changed accordingly.

Among the three types of villagers, the tall and thin one was growing taller rapidly;
Those who were pregnant lowered their bodies and made movements as if they were about to have a cesarean section.
Those with flushed faces were panting heavily, making a buzzing sound in their throats.

The shouts were extremely strange; at first glance, they sounded like surging waves, but upon closer listening, they seemed to be countless waves forming a dense network of water.

It also seemed as if countless vines were invisibly reaching for the sky.

These sounds intertwined, lush and boundless.

It seemed that at any moment, Chen Xu would be pulled down from the sky and dragged into this giant net.

They were calling out indistinctly in their local dialect: "Outsider, come down here!"

"On the third day of the third lunar month, there's plenty of rain! On the sixth day of the sixth lunar month, the rivers are dry..."

"No harvest again this year, and the officials are here to collect taxes again..."

"What can we do if we can't pay? We'll sell our daughter to pay off the debt!"

"When the river god is enraged, storms rage, and young boys and girls are thrown into the water..."

"Woooooooo..."

"Woooooooo..."

The cries seemed to weave a spider web in the wind and rain, and Chen Xu's body, which was floating in mid-air, was slowly being pulled into the web.

The old woman deep inside the river god temple smiled again.

The shimmering water in the bronze bowl reflected off her wrinkled face, making each furrow appear as if she were engaged in a fierce battle.

This is a battle that is both invisible and tangible, fought across distances.

Wei Yuan became anxious again. It gritted its teeth and hugged the book box on its back with its other hand.

Even though it couldn't break free of the iron cage, it learned to stop making useless threats with words.

Then let's muster all our remaining strength and make one last desperate attempt.

(End of this chapter)