章節 49: Chapter 49: Chen Daoxuan Arrives! Slaying Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch
The three breaths passed quickly, but the people on the mountain made no move.
"The time is up. What do you plan to do to this young master?"
"How about we head to the palace first for a closer 'sparring session' and then discuss matters slowly?"
Ren Qirui spoke with a smirk, making no effort to hide his intentions.
Leng Yanran let out a \sigh.
Truthfully, she didn't want to stir up trouble. With her current strength, there were still many situations she couldn't handle, and her master would inevitably have to clean up after her.
But she couldn't tolerate this disgusting person. For the sake of her master's reputation and the honor of the Heavenly Dao Hall, she couldn't back down.
Raising her finger slowly, her red lips parted.
"Demonic Heaven Finger!"
In an instant, a surge of malevolent energy condensed at her fingertip, forming an almost corporeal demonic phantom emanating dark, murderous intent.
The demonic phantom roared at Ren Qirui and lunged forward as Leng Yanran pointed her finger.
"Damn it!"
"Wang Yan, help me!"
Ren Qirui's scalp tingled with fear as the demonic phantom charged at him. Only then did he realize he had utterly underestimated Leng Yanran.
This attack carried a palpable sense of death, and the crimson eyes of the phantom paralyzed him, robbing him of the ability to move. He could only watch helplessly as the finger closed in on his forehead.
Desperate, he shouted for Wang Yan, knowing that Wang Yan had a Boundless Realm expert accompanying him. As long as Wang Yan intervened, he could be saved.
But Wang Yan showed no intention of acting.
If Ren Qirui died in the Northern Region, it wouldn't harm Wang Yan in the slightest. In fact, it would deprive the Ren family of their heir—a desirable outcome for Wang Yan.
Moreover, Wang Yan didn't believe Ren Qirui was without life-saving treasures. Forcing him to use them now would reduce the threats he posed in the secret realm.
Even Saintess Li Shenruo was shocked by the power of the Demonic Heaven Finger. She couldn't help but wonder how she would fare against such a strike.
After some thought, she concluded her chances of surviving were less than 10%.
What a terrifying demoness!
If she could bring her under her command, it would be a tremendous boon.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that Wang Yan wasn't going to act, Ren Qirui grit his teeth and used his spiritual energy to shatter the jade pendant he carried.
As the pendant shattered, Ren Qirui's heart bled—this was a life-saving artifact given to him by his Ancestral Patriarch!
"Who dares harm the heir of the Ren family!"
In an instant, a fearsome figure materialized before Ren Qirui, exuding an aura unlike anything the others had encountered.
Although it was only a spiritual projection and not the Ancestral Patriarch's true form, the presence it radiated was equivalent to the Boundless Realm's ninth layer.
With just this spiritual projection, he could easily lay waste to the entire Northern Region.
The elder casually waved his hand, dispersing the demonic phantom with a loud bang.
"A girl from the Demon Clan?"
"Hmph, I'll cripple your cultivation right here. Once the secret realm is over, Ren Qirui can bring you back to the Ren family for punishment."
The elder's icy gaze locked onto Leng Yanran, who had attacked Ren Qirui.
Saintess Li Shenruo sighed in regret. She hadn't expected Ren Qirui to carry a spiritual projection of his family's Ancestral Patriarch. With the Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch personally stepping in, even her influence couldn't save this demoness now.
Ren Qirui's eyes lit up at the elder's words. If this demoness's cultivation was crippled, she would be at his mercy—a perfect outcome.
"Thank you, Ancestral Patriarch!"
Ren Qirui bowed deeply toward the spiritual projection.
Without delay, the Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch raised his hand and aimed a palm strike at Leng Yanran. If it landed, her cultivation would be completely destroyed.
"Damn it, I can't move! The trump cards my master gave me are useless now!"
Leng Yanran wanted to use the formations and jade pendants her master had provided, but as soon as the Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch acted, she lost control of her body.
Leng Yanran was filled with despair as she realized she couldn't even activate the trump cards her master had given her.
Closing her eyes, she murmured in a pained voice:
"Master, this disciple is incompetent and can no longer serve at your side…"
The thought of never seeing her master again hurt far more than the prospect of death. She wasn't afraid of dying, but the thought of never being able to express her feelings to her master tore at her heart.
"Huh?"
"This scent... Master?!"
After a long wait, the imagined pain didn't come. Instead, a familiar and comforting fragrance filled her senses. Surprised and elated, Leng Yanran opened her eyes.
Before her, her master, Chen Daoxuan, stood with one arm around her waist, pulling her protectively into his embrace. His other hand was raised, effortlessly neutralizing the terrifying attack of the Ren family Ancestral Patriarch's spiritual projection.
"Who are you?"
The spiritual projection of the Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch was momentarily stunned. He couldn't discern this young man's cultivation level—it seemed to be only at the first layer of the Sea of Qi Realm. Yet, he had casually countered an attack carrying the full force of a Boundless Realm Ninth Layer expert!
Chen Daoxuan, however, paid the spiritual projection no heed. Instead, he gently pinched Leng Yanran's cheek.
"Why are you crying? Didn't I say I'd always have your back?"
"You've done well. If they can't beat you and need to call for help, how can anyone blame you? Besides, that brat has someone supporting him. Do you think my disciple doesn't have her own powerful background?"
Smiling warmly, Chen Daoxuan tidied her disheveled hair.
Leng Yanran's eyes shimmered with emotion, the world around her fading away as only her gentle master remained in her sight.
"Master... this disciple..."
She sniffled, trying to speak, but her master pressed a finger lightly against her lips to silence her.
"Let's save this for later. First, I'll deal with this situation."
With a soft smile, Chen Daoxuan held her close with one hand and slowly raised the other, pointing at the spiritual projection of the Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch.
"Old man, do you always pick on my disciples this fearlessly?"
"My Yanran cried, and that's made me very unhappy. I'll take this spiritual projection of yours as interest for now. Next time we meet, I'll wipe out your entire family."
His voice remained calm, almost as if discussing trivial matters. Neither the Eastern Domain nor the Ren family meant anything to him. Anyone who bullied his disciple would pay—with their entire family accompanying them on the journey to the afterlife.
"Demonic Heaven Finger."
Chen Daoxuan murmured softly, using the same technique Leng Yanran had employed earlier. Yet, the power he unleashed was worlds apart.
In an instant, a chaotic demon resembling an ancient deity materialized. Its presence distorted the surrounding space, and the thick aura of malice emanating from it made the air feel suffocating. Its crimson eyes seemed to hold a sea of blood.
"Who— who are you?!"
The Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch's spiritual projection panicked. Despite its Ninth Layer of the Boundless Realm power, it found itself utterly paralyzed under the demon's gaze. Helplessly, it shouted at Chen Daoxuan.
"Me?"
"I'm just an ordinary master who doesn't like seeing his disciple wronged."
As Chen Daoxuan's voice fell, the chaotic demon transformed into a streak of black light and surged toward the spiritual projection.
Bang—
With a soft sound, the spiritual projection shattered, its remnants dissolving into thin air. The demon faded as its malevolent aura dispersed.
For a moment, everyone present was dumbstruck.
The fearsome spiritual projection of the Ren Family Ancestral Patriarch, capable of leveling the entire Northern Region, had been so easily obliterated?
The same Demonic Heaven Finger, when used by this young man, seemed to summon a true ancient demon god. The sheer malice it exuded left the onlookers gasping for breath, some on the verge of fainting.
Ren Qirui, who had been frozen in excitement over his Ancestral Patriarch's arrival, finally realized what had happened. His expression twisted in fear, and he collapsed to his knees with a loud thud.
"S-spare me! Please, Senior, have mercy!"
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