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She slowly raised a finger and pointed it at Zhang Chengying.
Zhang Chengying frantically mobilized all his spiritual power, setting up tens of thousands of sword energy barriers in front of him. At the same time, he used defensive magic weapons one after another as if they were free, forming layers of light curtains.
However, all this was in vain.
“Crack…Crack…”
Tens of thousands of sword energy barriers shattered into pieces, and defensive magic weapons were also broken one by one.
He fled and it chased him. The force broke through layers of obstacles, continued to move forward, and hit Zhang Chengying's back.
"boom!"
Zhang Chengying spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out, crashing directly through the mountain, and was finally buried under the rubble.
The whole audience was silent.
The power of one finger is so terrifying!
The leader of the Tianjian Sect, who was halfway through the tribulation, was killed... in an instant?
From the ruins, a disheveled figure rose into the sky. It was Zhang Chengying.
His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, and there was only horror and despair in his eyes.
"Devil...you are a devil!"
He was frightened and no longer had the will to resist, so he turned around and tried to escape.
"Did I let you go?" Zhong Ling's voice sounded in his ears.
Zhang Chengying felt the space around him tighten and he couldn't move.
The shadow of death hung over him.
"No! I can't die!" A trace of determination flashed in Zhang Chengying's eyes. He bit his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time crushed a jade talisman hidden in his teeth.
"I, Zhang Chengying, will remember this shame today! Tianjian Sect will fight you to the death!"
A golden light burst out, enveloping his body. A crack was forcibly torn open in the space, and the golden light carried him into it and disappeared.
It turned out to be an extremely precious ancient boundary-breaking talisman.
Zhong Ling raised her eyebrows and looked at the space crack that was closing, but did not try to stop it.
She slowly withdrew her hand and glanced at the silent crowd of spectators below, as well as the pale and trembling elders of the Tianjian Sect.
Finally, her eyes fell on the gorgeous white jade sword boat of Tianjianmen.
"This ship looks okay."
She waved her hand, and the soul imprint left by the Tianjian Sect on the sword boat was erased. Then the sword boat shrank, turned into a stream of light, and flew into her sleeve.
After doing all this, Zhong Ling turned around and took a step forward, and her figure disappeared on the top of Tianyun Mountain.
Only a group of monks who had not yet recovered from the shock were left.
It was a long time before someone dared to speak.
"The sky... has really changed."
Someone took over his words:
"It's more than just a change of fate. The Tianjian Sect has hit a wall this time! Look at how miserable Zhang Chengying is. The fact that his Daoist heart remains intact is a testament to the good deeds of his ancestors!"
"I... am I seeing things right? The leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect... just ran away like that?"
An experienced old monk nearby sighed and said thankfully, "Running? That saved her life. Didn't you see? That senior didn't even move an inch. She even seemed a little unsatisfied."
Still wanting more? What kind of terrifying existence is this?
"I've lived for eight hundred years and boast of having traveled all over the Eastern Region, but I've never heard of such a person. Could he be a hidden master from the Central Region?"
…
After a long time, the crowd slowly dispersed.
Jin Guang brought Zhang Chengying back to Tianjianmen.
At this moment, he no longer had the dignity of a sect leader. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were stained with dust and blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were red.
Shame, fear, resentment, unwillingness...all these emotions intertwined and almost drowned his reason.
“Ahhhh—”
Zhang Chengying roared. He hated it! He hated that woman, and he hated himself for being incompetent even more!
Tianjian Sect, the foremost sect in the Eastern Territory, had never before suffered such a humiliation? Only the remnant of the Mahayana ancestor remained, thirteen fusion elders buried with him. Now, even he, the sect leader, was defeated in public by a single finger, forcing him to flee in dismay!
The Tianjian Sect has completely become the laughing stock of the entire Canglan Realm!
No! We can't just let this go!
Zhang Chengying changed direction and flew towards the deepest part of Tianjianmen, the forbidden area behind the mountain.
There is the foundation of Tianjian Sect and the real trump card of Tianjian Sect.
There is the strongest guardian god of their Tianjian Sect - the ancestor who has been in seclusion for three thousand years and has cultivated to the late stage of tribulation!
Zhang Chengying's figure fell outside the forbidden area of the back mountain.
This is a valley. In the center of the valley is a huge stone gate with two big words engraved on it - Forbidden Area.
Zhang Chengying straightened his robe, his knees softened, and he knelt heavily in front of the stone gate.
"Unworthy descendant Zhang Chengying pays homage to Ancestor Jian Chen!"
His voice was tearful, aggrieved and angry.
"The Tianjian Sect has suffered a catastrophe unseen in ten thousand years. Senior Brother Jianyuan and the thirteen fusion elders... have all perished! The sect's reputation has been shattered and is in imminent danger! I beg the ancestor to come out of seclusion and bring justice to our Tianjian Sect!"
He kowtowed as he spoke, and the sound of his kowtow echoed in the valley. Soon, his forehead was covered in blood.
However, there was no movement behind the stone gate.
Zhang Chengying's heart sank. He knew that his ancestor had long since stopped caring about worldly affairs and would never come out easily unless the sect was facing a life-or-death crisis.
He took out a small jade sword from his arms, which was a token of loyalty that only the clan leaders of all generations could possess.
He mobilized the spiritual power in his body and forced out a mouthful of blood to spray onto the jade sword.
The jade sword made a crisp sound, turned into a streak of blood light, and sank into the stone gate.
After doing all this, Zhang Chengying collapsed to the ground, his eyes fixed on the stone gate.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Just when Zhang Chengying was about to despair, a sigh sounded slowly in the valley.
"well……"
Immediately afterwards, the tightly closed stone door made a sound and slowly opened inward.
An old man in gray cloth, with white hair and beard, slowly walked out of the darkness.
He is the ancestor of Tianjian Sect, a great cultivator in the late stage of tribulation - Jian Chen.
Jian Chen's gaze fell on the disheveled Zhang Chengying, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"What's the matter that requires you to use the sect leader's blood order?" His voice showed no emotion.
Zhang Chengying crawled to his knees in front of Jian Chen and tearfully recounted what had happened.
"...Old Ancestor, that demon girl is so strange. It's like she suddenly became a different person, and her cultivation level has increased dramatically!"
Jian Chen listened quietly, his face expressionless.
After Zhang Chengying finished speaking, he slowly stretched out his finger and lightly touched Zhang Chengying's eyebrows.
"Buzz!"
Zhang Chengying only felt a shock in his sea of consciousness, and all the scenes on the top of Tianyun Mountain flashed rapidly in Jian Chen's mind.
After a long time, Jian Chen retracted his fingers, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"She's in the Mahayana stage. She must have suppressed her cultivation and concealed her face, but she was able to defeat you with just one finger. There's something strange about this woman."
He pondered for a moment before saying, "Looking at his moves, it doesn't seem like the techniques of this world. His aura is ethereal, but his foundation is solid. Could it be that he has inherited some ancient heritage, or possesses some rare treasure?"
After all, he is a creature of this world with limited vision. He cannot imagine Zhong Ling's true origin and can only speculate based on his own knowledge.
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