Chapter 536 Descending from the Heavens 3

Not only that, her skin, white as jade, was now flushed crimson, a shocking sight. Google Search Reading

And those eyes were bloodshot and completely crimson.

But even so, she stood calmly, her back straight, her legs rigid, without the slightest bend.

"Hmph, even now, she still won't kneel. Su Zian, you've certainly raised a good daughter!" The chill in Li Yaoxiang's eyes intensified, showing extreme displeasure.

Su Zian was anxious. He roared at Su Luo, "Hurry up and kneel!"

Su Luo's forehead was covered in sweat, but her expression remained unchanged. Her voice was cold yet strong: "Refusing to yield to any evil force—that is the Dao in my heart!"

If the Dao exists, and the Heart-Nature is resilient, cultivation can advance rapidly.

Cultivation cultivates not just the body, but also the heart of a powerhouse.

Li Yaoxiang watched the stubborn Stinky Girl before him with mockery.

To be able to remain unyielding under his oppressive might truly showed some backbone. However, he hated such backbone the most.

A murderous intent flashed in Li Yaoxiang's eyes, and the powerhouse pressure intensified, spreading from Su Luo toward the entire hall.

Under the powerful pressure, Su Zian's legs trembled, seemingly about to collapse at any moment. Taking advantage of Li Yaoxiang's distraction, he slowly shuffled backward, gradually moving away from the center of the Qi pressure.

Su Jingyu, however, did not possess the strength of his father. With a loud bang, he, standing far away, immediately fell to his knees. ye yan)

Originally, a powerhouse like Li Yaoxiang should have maintained the dignity of a strong expert and not bothered with a Junior like Su Luo.

However, a narrow-minded person like Li Yaoxiang could not be judged by common sense.

Su Jingyu had already knelt, and Su Zian was about to, yet this Stinky Girl before him still stood bolt upright. To Li Yaoxiang, this was an unforgivable offense.

He felt that his dignity as a powerhouse had been offended.

Suddenly, Li Yaoxiang waved his hand, releasing the final two portions of his powerhouse pressure!

Instantly, the air inside the hall solidified.

"Bang—" Su Zian, who had managed to retreat a short distance, could no longer stand and immediately fell to his knees.

A cold sneer appeared at the corner of Li Yaoxiang's mouth.

Her father had knelt, so how could the Stinky Girl not kneel?

However, to his surprise, the Stinky Girl was still standing bolt upright.

The floor beneath her feet had already shattered, and her feet were sunken a full foot into the ground, but even so, she still did not bend her back or fall to her knees.

Li Yaoxiang's face instantly became extremely ugly.

Although Su Luo maintained her unyielding posture, only she knew how much torment she was enduring.

The cold sweat on her forehead beaded up and rolled down drop by drop.

Her eyeballs were crimson, looking as if they might burst the next moment.

Her skin, white as jade, was now like a cracked spiderweb, seeping tiny threads of blood, making it unbearable to look at.

The Spiritual Qi inside Su Luo's body circulated madly, and the Great Void Palm Seal hovered above her head, stubbornly resisting the powerhouse pressure.

The more she resisted, the more she understood the gap between herself and a true powerhouse, and the more she realized that every rank was an insurmountable chasm.

Su Luo had originally calculated that she had a ten percent chance of resisting, but now she helplessly realized she didn't even have half a percent chance of winning.

The Eighth-rank Li Yaoxiang was too powerful, definitely not someone she could resist now.

What should I do?

A faint sense of unease flashed in Su Luo's heart. A stream of sweat ran down her forehead and into her eyes, stinging them painfully, yet she did not blink.

Stinky Girl, truly stubborn! Li Yaoxiang snorted coldly. It seemed that unless he showed her some severity, she wouldn't bow her head.