Chapter 99: A Nascent Soul Strike, Nothing More

As Su Yun's voice fell, the eyes of that group of Enslavement behind him all lit up simultaneously.

Sparring practice?

Using these Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators from the Central Region for sparring practice?

Elder Han Yue was the first to react; her Moon Radiance Sword unsheathed, and her figure shot out like a stream of light.

Liu Wugou followed closely behind, her blood whip blossoming into a flower of blood in the air, and she laughed with particular allure: "I'm coming too!"

Blood Maiden and the Blood Lotus Saintess exchanged a glance, silently selected two targets, and flanked them from left and right.

Ye Qinghan remained expressionless, but a layer of frost had already condensed on the ice sword in her hand.

Protector Yin Hongling and Jingyue also each picked an opponent and welcomed them.

Although those Qi Refinement Stage Disciples were not qualified to participate, their eyes shone, and they gathered in a circle to cheer on their elder sisters.

"Go, Elder Han Yue!"

"Sister Liu, whip him!"

"Lord Blood Maiden is mighty!"

The scene was lively for a moment.

Conversely, that group of Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators from the Central Region was now in complete chaos.

Three Golden Core Cultivators: one kicked away, one subdued, one slapped unconscious.

With the rest of them being Foundation Establishment Stage, what could they use to fight?

The key was that the Devil Head was still standing to the side, watching them with a smile, as if looking at a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Run!"

Someone shouted, and dozens of Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators turned and fled.

But before they could run a few steps, they were blocked by the boundary shrouded in blood mist.

They couldn't escape.

They could only fight.

But who had the heart to fight anymore?

The fate of the three Golden Core Cultivators was right before their eyes; who dared to make a move?

Among the group, only a few with firm wills gritted their teeth, summoned their Magical Artifacts, and attempted to resist.

But their opponents were Elder Han Yue, Liu Wugou, and the group of women who had been abused in the Trial Tower for five whole days.

Five days.

Five whole days.

Every day, they were rubbed into the ground by various Prodigy-level opponents, torn apart, crushed flat, and annihilated, suffering excruciating pain.

But it was precisely these five days that caused their actual combat capabilities to advance by leaps and bounds.

Which of the monsters in the Trial Tower was not stronger than these Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators from the Central Region before them?

The coordination, positioning, prediction, and timing they practiced in the tower were all engraved into their bones.

Elder Han Yue and Liu Wugou attacked a male Foundation Establishment Peak Cultivator from left and right simultaneously.

The man had just summoned a shield when Elder Han Yue's Moon Radiance Sword had already pierced to his front.

He hurriedly blocked, and just as the shield stopped the sword light, Liu Wugou's blood whip had already coiled around his ankle.

"Come here!"

The blood whip retracted, and the man stumbled, losing his balance.

Elder Han Yue's sword light rose again, sealing his throat with one strike.

The man widened his eyes, clutched his throat, and fell.

The first one.

The coordination between Blood Maiden and the Blood Lotus Saintess was even more tacit.

Blood Maiden's blood whip coiled around the arm of a male Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and the Blood Lotus Saintess's blood lotus exploded at his feet.

The man screamed, his legs blown into a bloody mess, and he fell directly to his knees.

Blood Maiden lashed her whip against the back of his head, clean and swift.

The second one.

As for those Enslavement participating in the battle, except for a few in the Qi Refinement Stage who sustained minor injuries, those in the Foundation Establishment Stage were almost completely unharmed.

Su Yun stood to the side, nodding repeatedly as he watched.

Not bad.

The Trial Tower wasn't entered in vain.

These people have grown.

Just as he was about to speak a few words of praise, a roar came from the distance.

"You… all deserve to die!"

Su Yun turned his head to look.

It was that Golden Core Cultivator in the golden robe who had been kicked away by him.

He had crawled up at some point, covered in blood, with a large dent in his chest, but his eyes were burning with a crazy light.

He raised his hand, holding a Jade Slip in his palm.

The Jade Slip was entirely golden and exuded a terrifying aura.

"Kid, do you think this is the end?"

He grinned grimly and violently crushed the Jade Slip.

"A Nascent Soul strike, let's see how you block this!"

Crack! The moment the Jade Slip shattered.

The world changed color.

The originally clear sky suddenly darkened.

An aura terrifying to the extreme surged out from the shattered Jade Slip.

That aura was vast, majestic, and ancient, carrying the pressure of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth, as if an ancient deity was awakening from slumber.

Everyone froze.

Elder Han Yue and the others turned pale, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Those Qi Refinement Stage Disciples were even more so, collapsing directly to the ground, unable to even stand.

Just at this moment, an urgent voice sounded.

It was the female Golden Core Cultivator who had just been subdued by him.

"Master, be careful! This is the full-force strike of a Nascent Soul powerhouse! He sealed one of his attacks inside the Jade Slip; it can only be used once, but the power is enough to annihilate any Golden Core!"

Su Yun narrowed his eyes.

A full-force strike from a Nascent Soul powerhouse?

He looked up at the sky.

There, a huge golden palm was slowly condensing into shape.

That palm covered the sky and blocked the sun, a full hundred zhang in size; its five fingers were like mountains, the lines on the palm clearly visible, and every line exuded terrifying pressure.

As soon as the palm formed, it slapped down towards Su Yun's head!

Wherever it passed, the Void Realm was collapsing!

The earth began to crack!

The air was compressed to the extreme, emitting a piercing shriek!

This palm strike was more than a hundred times stronger than the one from the Mountain Protection Array!

Su Yun stood in place, motionless.

He looked at that huge hand, with no fear in his eyes, only a strange… sense of familiarity.

This aura.

This pressure.

This feeling of destroying everything.

Why was it so similar to that last strike from the Buddha statue on the second level of the Trial Tower?

No.

It should be said, it was still a bit worse than that Buddha statue.

That last light from the Buddha statue instantly annihilated everything, without even a chance to dodge.

But this palm, although impressive in power, was too slow, and the concentration of its power was also a notch lower.

Su Yun suddenly laughed.

He remembered the miserable state of being blasted into nothingness by that Buddha statue in the Trial Tower.

That pain, that despair, that sense of powerlessness…

Was much more stimulating than the palm before him.

Deep within the Sea of Consciousness, the Blood-colored Girl silently transferred her final strength.

Ice blue and blood red intertwined.

The aura around Su Yun surged again!

He did not dodge.

He raised his hand.

Boom!!!

A beam of light, intertwined with ice blue and blood red, shot up into the sky from his palm!

The moment the light beam collided with the huge golden palm, the world went quiet for an instant.

Crack.

A soft sound.

That hundred-zhang huge hand, starting from the palm, developed a crack.

The crack spread.

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack—

In the blink of an eye, the entire huge hand was covered in cracks, like a piece of shattered porcelain.

Bang!!!

The huge hand exploded!

Turning into golden light points across the sky, dissipating into the air.

That terrifying aura also dissipated along with it.

The sky became clear again.

Sunlight spilled down, illuminating the devastated ground.

And also illuminated that figure standing with hands behind his back.

Su Yun stood in place, his robes fluttering slightly.

He looked down at his own hand, then looked up at the Golden Core Cultivator in the golden robe, who was slumped on the ground with a face full of terror.

"Just this?"

The Golden Core Cultivator in the golden robe trembled all over, his eyes filled with despair and fear.

"No… impossible…"

"That was the full-force strike of a Nascent Soul powerhouse… how could you possibly block it…"