Chapter 471: Unleashing Full Force (5K3)

Chapter 471: Unleashing Full Force (5K3)



Gradually, the surrounding cultivators began to sense that something was amiss.

After destroying the floating island, General Daohai did not pursue Alliance Master Wen, and Elder Yan did not seem inclined to leave with his people.

This indicated that the pride of the aquatic demons was not here for the Water Moon Trade Alliance.

But if one were to say it was to intimidate the Seven Sons of Nanhong, given his status, it would be somewhat laughable.

Wen Qiujin, however, had an inkling of what was happening.

It wasn't exactly a guess.

Rather, General Daohai's actions were too targeted, and his purpose was already clear.

With this in mind, Wen Qiujin stared fixedly at General Daohai, feigning composure, but his palms were clenched so tightly they made creaking sounds. Though he had saved his life, as a merchant, seeing years of accumulation destroyed in an instant pained his heart.

Just then—

The silver-armored youth who had been sitting with his eyes closed finally opened them.

They were a pair of vertical pupils.

As he raised his head, the atmosphere around him instantly tensed.

His hoarse voice carried on the sea breeze.

"I came here alone without any soldiers or generals. I am here only to avenge my father, and this has nothing to do with the Seven Sons of Nanhong."

"You don't need to stand so high above me to intimidate me."

"My coming here today is with the permission of the Dragon Palace. In exchange for my lifelong achievements, I asked for this one chance to act on my own accord."

As he spoke, he slowly stood up and, with his vertical pupils, looked up towards the clouds. He cupped his hands together, neither hastily nor slowly, and said, "The one standing behind me is actually here to keep an eye on me. The reason he took action was because the Yan family arrived."

"Esteemed Wan Liuyun, I ask that you give the Dragon Palace some face."

General Daohai, neither arrogant nor humble, released his clenched fists and awaited a response from above.

Nearly everyone turned their eyes to the clouds.

The golden-threaded white-robed figure drifted, and Wei Yuanzhou's eyes were indifferent, his voice calm. "Today, what I say doesn't count."

Yuanling had made a grave mistake, so he would make amends.

As for what those amends would be, Wei Yuanzhou didn't care; it would depend on what Shen Yi needed.

If the mistake endangered the other party's life, then the apology would be made at any cost. Otherwise, it would be more appropriate to call it a transaction.

Upon hearing this, the entire place erupted in an uproar.

Even Yan Xingyuan's expression changed slightly.

In Nanhong, was there anything the next sect master of Lingyun Sect couldn't decide?

"Tsk."

The black-backed flood dragon behind General Daohai suddenly let out a mocking sound.

It was obvious that it had only reached the perfection of Returning Void, and in front of Wei Yuanzhou, who had ascended to the White Jade Capital, it would be difficult to stir up any significant waves.

But at this moment, it slowly began to sink into the water.

It actually intended to leave directly.

Just before completely submerging, it shook its head and said, "You can try. Try and see if the opportunity I, the Dragon Palace's soldiers and generals, earned with our sweat and blood, is a joke to the Seven Sons of Nanhong."

Beings like General Daohai didn't hold a high status in the Dragon Palace.

But he represented those soldiers and generals who had been gathered by the Dragon Palace.

If they fought and bled for the dragon clan, and the edict they received in return was rendered worthless in Nanhong, the Dragon Palace wouldn't mind reminding these cultivators who the true ruler of the Hongze waters was.

Splash.

With the sound of rippling water.

The old general actually transformed into a giant black-backed flood dragon and decisively left the place.

"..."

Wei Yuanzhou gave a faint smile.

If one wanted to be nitpicky, then wasn't what the six great Unity Realm giants acknowledged—the sect master of Nanyang—just empty talk?

Seeing this—

General Daohai suddenly reached out his hand. "I'll wait for three days. Even if he doesn't come, I'll let it go. You can inform him; I don't mind."

He came from humble beginnings, and in his heart, he knew better than anyone that if the murderer of his father refused to show his face, he actually had no way of dealing with him.

But between his life and his face, his opponent would have to leave him with at least one.

"Huo."

Yan Xingyuan stood at the bow of the ship, his eyes sweeping the surroundings.

In his heart, he sighed.

Not to mention the four vassals, but even the smaller powers among the 182 families would never follow a so-called immortal sect that had lost all face in Nanhong.

Moreover, by following them, they would not only fail to gain protection but also face the probability of being annihilated by demons at any time.

In the end, this immortal sect didn't even dare to show its face.

As his thoughts wandered, he suddenly heard Wei Yuanzhou's calm voice, "There's no need for me to inform him."

"Hmm?"

The surrounding cultivators who were watching from a distance were all puzzled.

General Daohai slightly turned his head to look into the distance, and his hanging arms slowly exerted force.

The next moment, a sharp sword cry reverberated through the sky!

Swish—

Hearing this familiar sword cry, Wen Qiujin's pupils gradually enlarged, reflecting a crimson color. That oppressive force even made him feel suffocated.

Before the person arrived, the sky was first covered by the Blood Sea Palace.

Within the rolling blood sea, there was a beast's low roar.

In the midst of the crimson mist, a tall figure in a black, ink-like long shirt drifted, stepping on a sword.

The purple-gold fire sea spread out, reflecting the light in his eyes, which shone through his hair.

Without any superfluous words.

In full view of everyone, the youth in black appeared before General Daohai in the blink of an eye.

The flames resembled a dragon, spiraling towards the sky.

His figure flashed, and with the full power of the Heavenly Derivative Art, countless shadows enveloped General Daohai in an instant.

"Heh."

The silver-armored youth breathed evenly, and a murderous aura appeared in his eyes.

This murderous aura spread to his face, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

He was the vanguard general of the Dragon Palace.

He was a terrifying existence that made countless forces in Nan Hong tremble in fear.

In an instant, he closed his eyes, deliberately plunging his vision into darkness and blocking his ears, gathering his senses.

Clap.

He bowed his head slightly, the mocking smile on his face growing, revealing his white teeth.

A slender, pale hand with distinct knuckles suddenly struck, leaving only a distance of less than three inches from his face, the wind from the palm shattering his silver helmet and making his hair dance wildly.

General Daohai seemed to have coincidentally reached out his hand, resting it on a wrist.

"..."

Wei Yuanzhou looked down, the smile at the corner of his lips vanishing, and a hint of coldness appeared on his extraordinary face.

A shimmering light flickered between his eyebrows.

The sect master of the Seven Sons of Nanhong could not be disgraced in public.

However, at this moment, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and the light between his eyebrows gradually faded away.

Under the watchful eyes of the surrounding cultivators.

The youth in the black shirt hovered in mid-air, his expression unchanged even as his wrist was grabbed.

His purple-gold eyes gazed calmly at the Daohei General before him, and he said softly, "And then?"

At this moment, General Daohai suddenly tensed up.

His entire right arm began to tremble uncontrollably, and the veins on the back of his hand popped up.

He abruptly opened his eyes wide, his pupils dilated in disbelief as he stared at the wrist that he had grabbed.

On the opponent's right shoulder was a set of broken gray-white armor.

It gave off an air of despair and melancholy.

He suddenly bit his tongue, using the sharp pain to clear his mind, and desperately tried to shift his gaze away from the armor, while infusing his demonic body with essence blood to gain control of that wrist.

Pa!

Shen Yi casually withdrew his hand and casually slapped General Daohai's face with the back of his hand.

It seemed like a casual gesture.

But the terrifying aura that burst forth sent all the surrounding cultivators flying backwards.

Boom!

General Daohai's face ripped apart, and his body shot out towards the ocean, uncontrollably crashing into the turbulent waters.

A hundred-zhang high wave rose, almost connecting the heavens and the earth!

"..."

Shen Yi reached out and dusted off his wrist guard that had just been held by his opponent, quietly staring at the surging sea.

Immediately after, he disappeared from his original spot once again.

The blazing fire in the sky transformed into a giant palm and slammed onto the ocean's surface, creating a deep gully in the waters!

The fiery giant palm reached down to capture something underwater, and an indistinct shadow frantically darted below, only to surge out of the water with a splash, revealing a slippery body.

One pursued, and the other fled, their battle reaching up to the sky.

Amidst the chasing flames, it was a hideous water python. It turned its head and glared at the approaching sea of fire, its round, thick tail like a pillar holding up the sky, carrying a formidable demonic aura as it viciously lashed out.

The python's tail pierced through the flames and slammed into the ocean.

In an instant, the seawater was churned into a chaotic mess.

The surrounding cultivators who had been watching from a distance had already been forced to fly far away by Shen Yi's previous slap, but as the python's tail fell, those with lower cultivation levels had their qi disrupted, and their faces turned pale.

Countless cultivators had been annihilated by that tail.

General Daohai's vertical pupils fixedly stared at the dispersing sea of fire, searching for Shen Yi's figure within it.

At the same time, he transformed back into his human form, his fingertips slightly trembling.

He had already secretly guessed at this person's strength, as he had previously slaughtered all the elites of the Dragonfish Palace, including his foster father.

But when Shen Yi easily broke free from his palm earlier, General Daohai still felt startled. He had used his full strength, yet there was still a significant gap between them.

Such terrifying physical strength had even forced him to reveal his original form.

General Daohai strained his eyes, trying to search for the figure hidden within the sea of fire.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Without turning around, General Daohai reached out and grabbed a handful of seawater, molding it into a transparent spear with the power to split mountains and seas. He viciously stabbed it towards his back.

It was another famous killing move!

Pa-da!

As expected, just as General Daohai had anticipated, when he turned and stabbed, he saw those purple-gold eyes.

The youth in the black shirt had appeared behind him without anyone noticing.

His slender fingers quietly clasped onto General Daohai's wrist.

Thus, the refined water spear, capable of splitting mountains and seas, could not advance even a fraction of an inch.

General Daohai's breathing became rapid.

As his essence blood surged throughout his body.

The ocean within his line of sight began to boil, as if resonating with his body.

A crimson demonic aura rose from the azure seawater.

Even with the protection of the formation, the hundreds of treasure ships rocked violently.

"Roar... Ahh!"

General Daohai roared, but it quickly turned into a painful scream.

Shen Yi abruptly flipped his hand, and the general's entire arm was twisted into a messy spiral, with bones piercing through the flesh, looking gruesome.

With the minor completion of the Guihu Immortal Armor Formation.

General Daohai's body began to crumble, instantly turning into a bloody mess.

"It's over."

As a Returning Void cultivator, Yan Xingyuan's eyesight was sharper than that of ordinary people.

He keenly captured the change in General Daohai's expression, from rage to bewilderment.

Being able to see through the Heavenly Derivative Art once did not mean that one could do so every time.

He had found the one who escaped, but in the end, he couldn't catch him.

Sure enough, the next moment.

Dozens of places on General Daohai's bloody body exploded simultaneously!

Shen Yi calmly retracted his palm.

The gray-white armor on his shoulder and arm disintegrated into mist and returned to his heart.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi separated from his body and returned to the Dao Palace, before being absorbed back into his eyebrows.

Without the reflection of the purple-gold flames.

The black-shirted figure returned to normal, looking like an ordinary handsome and reserved young man.

However, the pressure he exuded to the surrounding cultivators far exceeded that of the previous General Daohai.

The previously turbulent ocean suddenly calmed down.

Only the shallow breathing of the cultivators nearby could be heard.

Is he dead?

They all stared at the figure stained with blood, his chest still rising and falling, but they felt that he would burst out at any moment.

It was a wariness born from the vicious reputation of the mighty Dragon Palace water demons.

"..."

However, Shen Yi casually put him away in his finger cot.

He had never seen a demon or monster survive after the system gave a prompt.

"He's even more surprising than what was recorded in the letter."

Yan Xingyuan remained silent for a long time before exhaling.

The reason he stayed here was to see if there was any room for a turnaround... Whether it was in terms of character or strength, the so-called sect master of Nanyang had to show something, to give the Yan family a glimmer of hope.

But now, the whole situation seemed to have turned on its head.

Wen Qiujin stared at the jet-black flying sword pendant at Shen Yi's waist, his mind wandering.

Having been a merchant all his life, he seemed to have inadvertently stumbled upon the most profitable deal.

Previously, if he had said that he wasn't angry, that would have been a lie.

After all, he had always been careful not to offend anyone, yet he still ended up suffering such a calamity.

But now, things were different.

No matter how precious the floating island was, it was still an inanimate object.

For the Water Moon Trade Alliance, the most valuable thing when doing business was the tiger's pelt they could use as collateral.

Now it seemed that this tiger pelt banner was not only ferocious but also protective of its cubs.

Without a word, he directly took action, and the infamous General Daohai met the same fate as his foster father, with no difference at all.

"..."

Wei Yuanzhou stood in the sky, his gaze not falling on Shen Yi but instead on the void.

Just now, there stood a five-story Dao Palace in that spot.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi within it was enough to make any of the South Hong Seven Sons' cultivators change their expressions.

Compared to the two spiritual arts Shen Yi had displayed, this was what truly surprised Wei Yuanzhou.

After all, many cultivators had dabbled in spiritual arts to some extent.

But the Dao Palace was different. Even though he could casually contemplate a first-grade Dao Pillar now and had no shortage of treasures, he couldn't redo something he had failed to perfect in the past.

Tsk.

These talents that shocked the world truly made one envious.

Wei Yuanzhou sighed softly, but soon calmed his mind again. Those who had reached White Jade Capital had a stability of mind that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

Moreover, talent wasn't necessarily better the stronger it was.

The path of cultivation was too long. It wasn't about who walked faster but who walked farther.

In Nanyang Sect right now, there was a living example of this.

It was just a passing thought.

He turned his gaze towards Shen Yi below and gave a slight bow. "This time doesn't count. We'll have another opportunity in the future. I'll make amends for Yuanling on your behalf."

After speaking, Wei Yuanzhou's figure wavered, and he slowly disappeared from the spot.

"Hmm?"

Shen Yi slightly raised his eyebrows, wondering what amends he was talking about, and who this Yuanling was. Not bothering to ask further, he turned his attention elsewhere.

He remembered Elder Xuan Qing's reminder before he left the sect to find the Yan family.

Shen Yi's gaze swept the area and soon landed on Yan Wencheng, who had already drawn closer.

He took a step forward.

As the ink-black shirt stirred, the surrounding cultivators quickly moved away.

The excitement was over, and they didn't want to be made an example of again.

However, today's excitement wasn't for nothing. At the very least, it was clear that the Seven Sons weren't afraid to stand against the Dragon Palace, even in the South Hong region.

"We pay our respects to Sect Master Shen."

Zheng Qian and the others landed on the treasure ship and bowed together towards Shen Yi.

Yan Xingyuan also bowed, expressing his respect. This was the treatment Shen Yi had earned with his strength today.

However, he didn't say anything. Unlike the group from Qingyue Sect, he couldn't express his stance freely and had to report everything back to the clan before the clan leader made a decision.

Instead, it was Wen Qiujin who suddenly froze in place.

Sect Master Shen? He suddenly remembered Shen Yi's offhand decision earlier, and his expression became strange.

Wen Qiujin had guessed that Shen Yi held a high position, but he never expected it to be this high... It was as if he was about to break through the ceiling.

"After Xingyuan returns to the clan, we will definitely report today's events truthfully. Please forgive us, Immortal Shen."

In the South Hong region, aside from the top-tier powers like the Seven Sons, only those great sects with Unity Realm giants were considered extraordinary and above the rest.

If those weren't taken into account, then a power with White Jade Capital backing was truly first-class.

A clan like the Yan family, with its size, would influence the entire South Hong region with every move.

But Yan Xingyuan, a great cultivator who had reached the peak of the Returning Void realm, still didn't assert his status and instead addressed Shen Yi as Immortal.

"Mhm."

Shen Yi nodded slightly, not in a hurry.

You had to take one bite at a time.

Putting himself in their shoes, if he were a White Jade Capital cultivator, he would also have concerns about pledging himself to a young man at the fifth layer of the Returning Void realm and following him into danger, along with the entire clan.

As long as his strength was sufficient, these things would come naturally.

"How many of you were injured?"

Shen Yi thought of the group from Qinghaifu. They were lucky. Thanks to the many executives they had taken in earlier and Jing Jingsong's advance notice to evacuate the mansion, almost all of them had been able to leave.

"Reporting to Sect Master, none of us were injured."

Wen Qiujin suddenly felt nervous. Even though he had held a high position for many years, facing such a terrifying giant made his mind go blank.

The person was the same, but compared to last time, he seemed inexplicably more imposing.

"After receiving the news from my spies, I immediately evacuated everyone from the island, along with all the goods. By the time General Daohai arrived, it was just an empty island."

Wen Qiujin didn't mention the loss of their goods.

As long as people were safe, there were still ways to earn everything back.

"That's good."

Shen Yi nodded again and casually said, "Since you're going to rebuild the trade alliance, before that... have you considered coming to Nanyang Sect to be an executive?"

There were many cultivators who could fight, but not many who were quick-witted and well-informed.

"Qiujin thanks Sect Master for his kindness. This truly solves an urgent problem for me."

Wen Qiujin immediately bowed deeply and smiled wryly. "I was just worrying about where to store the goods on these hundreds of treasure ships."

"Then store them all in Nanyang Sect."

Shen Yi waved his sleeve generously.

It would be convenient to borrow things in the future without having to go out.

(End of Chapter)

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