Chapter 404 Still Holding Back

In the blink of an eye, Qin Yueyao and Hai Bodong had arrived beside Xiao Yan.

The two of them came here to deal with these ghostly things from the Soul Palace.

After three years of dedicated cultivation, Qin Yueyao's strength has improved again, reaching the level of an eight-star Dou Zong.

Strangely enough, it's generally true that the higher you go in your cultivation, the harder it is to break through, but she didn't feel that way at all. On the contrary, the more she cultivated, the smoother it became.

Actually, this is all thanks to Xiao Yan.

Qin Yueyao has already undergone a complete transformation, and her talent is far beyond that of ordinary geniuses.

However, Qin Yueyao had already cultivated that high-level Earth-rank cultivation technique to its limit. If she wanted to continue breaking through realms at a high speed, she would need to change her cultivation technique.

When the Soul Palace protectors appeared, Xiao Yan had already arrived at Yun Yun's side: "Let's go to Mother's."

After that battle, Yun Yun's fighting spirit was almost depleted, and she needed someone to protect her.

Yun Yun nodded slightly and moved back.

After a fierce battle, Yun Yun's fighting spirit was exhausted, and her face was pale. Combined with the plain dress she was wearing, her beauty was even more striking, and her graceful figure was faintly visible as the skirt swayed.

"Don't worry, stay by my side. I'll make sure you're unharmed," Qin Yueyao said calmly, pulling Yun Yun to her side.

Seeing Yunyun again today after our last parting, it's no exaggeration to say that her pitiful appearance is indeed very endearing.

But now, with a group of Soul Palace protectors above her, Qin Yueyao no longer held the same view as when they first met.

Being good-looking is certainly an advantage for Yunyun, but that's about all she has.

A teacher who can get his student to publicly annul his engagement is utterly incompetent.

Now, Yun Yun already knew of the existence of the Soul Palace, yet she still fought desperately in the competition, truly showing a lack of awareness of the gravity of the situation.

These two incidents alone are enough to show that Yun Yun truly has no wisdom whatsoever.

Her son was surrounded by many beautiful women, especially Consort Naya.

Not only is she attractive, but she can also mobilize resources from both countries to help her son cultivate. She even created the Flame Alliance recently. Such abilities cannot be compensated for by cultivation level alone.

However, since the deed was already done, she couldn't say anything more. She could just leave it as a decorative vase...

She only hoped to give Yan'er a child soon. Qin Yueyao glanced at Yun Yun's exquisite and curvaceous body, remembering her only redeeming quality.

Urged on by the Soul Palace protectors, Yun Shan slammed his hand on the chair and pounced on Xiao Yan with unstoppable force, like a tiger descending a mountain.

The deep blue battle aura enveloped Yun Shan's entire body like liquid, and the ever-flowing battle aura released a faint glow.

Under this radiant light, even the surrounding space trembled with a faint glow.

The astonished gazes of everyone in the square were all fixed on the old sect master of Yunlan Sect. Although they were far away, most of the people present were no ordinary people, and their eyesight was naturally extremely sharp, allowing them to see that Yunshan was also exceptionally powerful.

"Great Compassion Wind-Tearing Hand!"

As Yunshan watched Xiao Yan approach, his pupils suddenly contracted upon noticing Xiao Yan's calm and composed demeanor.

Immediately afterwards, he let out a deep and powerful shout, his voice filled with determination and strength.

As Yunshan's shout subsided, a burst of light erupted from his palm, dazzling and particularly noticeable against the backdrop of the black mist shrouding the sky.

Immediately afterwards, an enormous energy hand appeared out of thin air, its shape twisted and bizarre, as if it were formed from an endless storm.

This massive energy hand, accompanied by an incomparably fierce gust of wind, hurtled towards Xiao Yan.

Wherever the strong wind passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Just as the Cloud Mountain fighting technique was fully formed, Xiao Yan finally made a move.

He lightly plucked at the flowers with his fingers, as if picking a flower about to bloom, and a holy and serene smile appeared on his face.

"Flower-Picking Hand!" As Xiao Yan whispered, a gentle yet powerful force burst forth, meeting Yun Shan's fierce and incomparable "Great Compassion Wind-Tearing Hand" in mid-air.

"Ah—!" As Yunshan's roar echoed in the air, his "Great Compassion Wind-Tearing Hand" instantly collapsed under Xiao Yan's mysterious "Flower-Picking Hand," turning into countless fragmented streams of air that scattered in all directions.

Xiao Yan moved like the wind, his palm shimmering with a faint light, as if he were holding a petal about to bloom.

With a flick of his wrist, the gentle force was like a spring breeze, yet it contained immeasurable power.

With a loud "bang!", Xiao Yan's palm strike landed squarely on Yun Shan's chest.

Yunshan's body was struck as if by a giant hammer, and he was sent flying backwards, drawing a long arc in the air before crashing heavily a thousand feet away.

The ground trembled violently from the impact of Yunshan, and cracks spread outwards like a spider web.

Yunshan struggled to move, but the sharp pain in his chest prevented him from moving.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with shock and resentment. He had never imagined that his fighting technique would be so easily broken.

Especially since Xiao Yan had just gone through a fierce battle, how could he still have such energy left?

Xiao Yan stood still, his breathing steady, as if the incredibly powerful palm strike from before was just a piece of cake for him.

His understanding of the Super Fallen Heart Flame was truly beneficial to him, allowing him to easily unleash moves deeply rooted in Buddhist principles.

"How is this possible?" Yun Yun's delicate body trembled slightly. Her teacher was a Dou Zong powerhouse, yet he was defeated so easily.

Did Xiao Yan hold back during the competition just now?!

She gave it her all...

Yun Yun's thinking was correct. Yun Shan's fighting technique was not particularly skillful. Even though he had cultivated it for many years, it was full of flaws in Xiao Yan's eyes.

If you switch to a more lethal fighting technique, it would be enough to kill Yunshan more than ten times over.

The Soul Palace guardians hovering in the sky were greatly surprised, but they also knew that they could not stay any longer and had to take action immediately.

"All Soul Envoys, heed my command! Form the Myriad Souls Devouring Array!"

As the shout fell, dozens of figures completely shrouded in the thick black mist suddenly emerged.

Immediately, a massive black mist surged forth from the bodies of these shadowy figures, instantly enveloping the entire Yunlan Sect mountain like a dark cloud.

Then, several swirling, black, mist-like objects rose into the air, releasing faint glimmers of light. One after another, illusory souls with crimson eyes surged forth like demons.

Finally, a blood-pumping, piercing scream erupted, and the attack hurtled towards Xiao Yan and the others.

On the plaza, gazing at the once again gloomy sky, the surging demons all drew their weapons in defense.

"Heh heh, things are different now than they were three years ago!" Protector Xuan's voice echoed from within the dark clouds.

(End of this chapter)

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