Chapter 691 Senior Sister Nangong Qianrou



High in the sky.

From that terrifying black vortex, a gigantic hand, tens of miles long, suddenly emerged and slowly descended. The palm lines were clearly visible, like divine chains of heaven and earth, capable of locking onto rivers and mountains.

A terrifying pressure filled the heavens and earth, and the mountains below were constantly collapsing, turning into torrents of rubble that drowned many martial artists who did not have time to dodge.

A vast, heavenly sound descended from the pitch-black vortex.

"Who dares to harm my disciple? You're courting death!"

"Master, save me!"

Prince Fengshan shouted loudly at the dark vortex.

"Haha, Ye Feng, did you see that... I told you you couldn't kill me..."

His voice was sharp and hoarse, and his disheveled hair made him look like a vengeful ghost.

"To tell you the truth... my master is a demon god. If you dare to kill me, my master will wipe out your entire family..."

"So noisy!"

Ye Feng threw the prince into the Hell Furnace to begin refining him.

Soon, a series of shrill screams came from inside the Hell Furnace.

"Ah... Ye Feng, damn it... let me out."

"Master, save me, save me—"

"Go to hell!"

Rumble—

The giant divine hand that emerged from the dark vortex slammed down towards Ye Feng, whipping up a fierce wind and sending sand and stones flying, casting a huge shadow across the mountains, seemingly intent on destroying everything in the world.

Jiang Yinuo and the others watched this scene from afar, utterly shocked.

If it were them, they would probably have been slapped into mincemeat by now.

Faced with the sudden crisis, Ye Feng's eyes were filled with solemnity.

During his long time down the mountain, he encountered countless formidable enemies.

Whether it's the sword god of Japan, the powerful figures of the American God Realm and their genetically modified humans, or even the cosmic powerhouses like the World Destroyer, including the vampires of the United States, etc.

Compared to the mysterious giant hand in front of them, they are all far inferior.

But this also ignited Ye Feng's boundless fighting spirit, and two flames of battle burned in his pupils.

Even if he couldn't defeat this giant hand, he could simply release the drought demon that was suppressed within the Heaven and Earth Dao Diagram.

That was an absolutely ferocious beast.

Of course, Ye Feng was unwilling to take any risks unless absolutely necessary.

With his current level of cultivation, he is not yet able to control the drought demon.

Whoosh!

Ye Feng flicked his sleeve, and the Xuanyuan Sword transformed into a golden light, instantly slashing towards the giant palm in mid-air, as if a huge curtain had been torn open in the void.

This sword strike, seemingly ordinary on the surface, is actually a profound and simple expression of the ultimate truth, containing the essence of the supreme Xuanyuan Sword Technique.

The sword energy tore through the dark clouds, its momentum magnificent and unmatched.

If it were the previous crown prince, he wouldn't have been able to stop it at all.

Clang!

The two collided in mid-air. The Xuanyuan Sword struck the back of the giant hand, but only left a shallow bloodstain on the surface before being bounced back.

The bloodstain healed quickly, as if it were just a tickle.

Thud—

The giant hand crashed down, smashing a mountain into pieces like tofu, causing boulders to collapse and dust to billow everywhere.

The earth trembled, and huge cracks spread outwards.

Images constantly overlapped in the void.

The onlookers were shocked and kept backing away until they were thousands of meters away, thus avoiding the terrifying shockwave.

Swoosh—

Ye Feng was thrown back more than a hundred meters by the shock, crashing into several large trees behind him and breaking them in the process.

The blood-soaked iron hammer nearly flew out of Ye Feng's hand, but instead of backing down, the fighting spirit deep in his pupils burned even brighter.

"Again!"

He stomped his foot on the rocks, leaving a deep footprint, and charged towards the giant hand in mid-air once again.

"roar!"

The giant hand in mid-air let out a terrifying roar, raised high, and slammed down towards Ye Feng once again.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides had fought more than a dozen rounds in mid-air, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to split.

The Xuanyuan Sword in Ye Feng's hand split into thousands upon thousands of sword energies, like a giant meat grinder, completely surrounding the enormous hand.

Bloodstains were left on its surface.

The enormous hand suddenly trembled, shattering the sword energy, and slammed towards Ye Feng once more.

"You really think I'm afraid of you?"

"Slay again!"

Ye Feng didn't back down at all, meeting the challenge head-on once again.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides had exchanged blows hundreds of times, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Inside the Hell Furnace, Prince Fengshan witnessed this scene clearly, and he roared in agony.

"Master, smash him to death... smash this bastard into mincemeat..."

Ye Feng's gaze was as cold as a knife. Although he was injured in many places, the giant hand was in no better condition, its surface covered with bloodstains.

"Junior Brother—"

Suddenly, a clear, cold voice drifted over from afar on the mountain breeze.

When the sound first started, it felt like it was still far away.

But as the last "第" (di) fell, a beautiful figure in white appeared, passing through towering mountains and arriving in front of them in an instant.

It was none other than Ye Feng's senior sister, Nangong Qianrou. She had exquisite features, a stunningly beautiful face, snow-white skin like white jade, and beautiful eyes like a cold pool, exuding a chilling aura.

Her jet-black hair danced in the mountain breeze, her body slender and graceful.

This time, the senior sister came in her true form, not as an avatar.

After a long absence, the senior sister's spiritual energy is even stronger.

Enveloped in layers of white mist, she resembled a fairy in a painting, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly aura.

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