Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

Zhou Lingtian retreated!

No matter how fast he retreated, he couldn't match the speed of that White Jade fist.

"Thud!"

Under the incredulous gaze of the crowd, that White Jade fist smashed directly into Zhou Lingtian's face.

Like a baseball, Zhou Lingtian was struck and sent flying horizontally, crashing through the wall and landing outside the hall.

His whole body was covered in frost.

The ground had already cracked from the cold.

It was evident that the strike from the Xuanming Elders was terrifying.

To say it was their strongest strike wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Even Zhou Lingtian, a Half-step War Emperor, couldn't withstand it.

Instantly, the entire venue plunged into dead silence; everyone was frozen in place, at a loss.

They were not only astounded by the terrifying power of the Xuanming Elders.

But even more by Ye Qingfeng's identity.

Who exactly is this Mr. Ye?

Zhou Qilin's eyes were bulging out, unable to believe all that was happening.

Lady Lan Xiang's beautiful eyes concentrated, and the Buddhist beads in her hand dropped to the ground with a clatter, yet she barely noticed.

"What's going on..."

Zhou Fenghuang and Zhou Xinyu arrived at the manor at the same time as the Xuanming Elders did.

Seeing this scene now, it was truly unbelievable.

In the manor, mist swirled, and clouds of dust rose into the air.

Outside the manor, Zhou Lingtian stood up, extremely embarrassed.

Under the incredulous gazes of the crowd and with the Xuanming Elders at either side, a young man walked slowly out of the hall with his hands behind his back.

He raised his head, smiled at Zhou Lingtian, revealing bright white teeth:

"Doesn't the Zhou Family like to bully the weak with their strength? Now let me have a try!"

The entire manor's Martial Artists were in an uproar.

Zhou Lingtian was actually sent flying by a punch from the Xuanming Elders!

Moreover, the Xuanming Elders showed such respect to Ye Qingfeng.

This was an unbelievable scene.

"Xuanming Elders, could their joint attack reach the level of a War Emperor's strike?"

"Then, what exactly is Ye Qingfeng's identity!"

Many people cried out in surprise.

The crowd was in an uproar; the power of the Xuanming Elders from Xuanming Hall was astonishingly strong.

And this young man was even more mysterious.

Not only did he have a master of Cross Training like Iron Hand as his guard,

He also had the Xuanming Elders, peak experts who could defeat a Half-step War Emperor Martial Artist with one strike.

Zhou Qilin likewise stumbled back several steps in succession, in utter disbelief.

His heart was filled with fear.

"Xuanming Elders!"

Zhou Lingtian slowly got up, his eyes icy cold, filled with both terror and anger.

"It seems you're unwilling to accept it, then I'll beat you until you do."

The Xuanming Elders stood in front of Ye Qingfeng.

Such a minion.

No longer required their master to take action.

Otherwise, it would dirty the hands of the Invincible War God.

After speaking, they took a step forward, crossing nearly ten meters as though shrinking the ground to an inch, arriving before Zhou Lingtian.

Attacking together again, a fist was thrown from a distance.

"Bang!"

In their second confrontation, this time Zhou Lingtian was prepared.

He brought his hands together, enveloped by a white mist, gathered into a long arc, then formed a sphere, swinging it like a giant hammer to deflect the Xuanming Elders' punch.

In an instant, the fist broke from the palm, causing Zhou Lingtian to retreat quickly.

"What great power, even stronger than that Iron Hand! And there's an intensely icy force of Heaven and Earth invading my body."

"If I weren't a Half-step War Emperor, I wouldn't have been able to withstand it; my body would have shattered from the cold."

Zhou Lingtian was in shock, his hands slightly trembling, shaken by the power and cold attached to the fist.

He could feel the Xuanming Elders' combined attack and his own strength.

Only to be on par in terms of power.

But, their joint Martial Technique was simply too bizarre and chilling.

That's why he found it difficult to defend against.

But now, he didn't have time to think further because the Xuanming Elders were already closing in.

"Liu Yun, Cage!"

Zhou Lingtian decided not to face Ye Qingfeng head-on but instead used a move from the Zhou Family Secret Method, Liu Yun.

His fingers flicked continuously, as if playing an instrument.

Cloud-like threads dispersed like rain, drifting in the air.

In an instant, within several meters of the Xuanming Elders, they were surrounded by countless cloud threads.

Like a cage, seemingly easy to break free from, yet when broken, it reformed, driven by Heaven and Earth Power, endlessly.

"How will the Xuanming Elders deal with this move? Zhou Lingtian has already used his trump card Martial Technique!"

The crowd widened their eyes; Zhou Lingtian had used this move earlier to subdue Iron Hand. Can the Xuanming Elders withstand it?

The Xuanming Elders looked serious as they clasped their hands together.

Another hand extended like a bird's wing, resembling a great golden roc standing tall in the sky.

"Blood Sect Secret Technique, Cold Blood Wings!"

The Xuanming Elders' blood flowed in reverse.

Chill enveloped the air.

The air was permeated with a hint of blood.

This was a Secret Technique from the Cultivation World that Ye Qingfeng had taught them.

Even at their current realm, using it consumed a great deal of energy.

In the void, two sharp silver blade lights flashed by.

The Xuanming Elders transformed their hands into wings, and the wings into blades, wielding Heaven and Earth Power to form sharp weapons.

As Mu Yang and Xiang Song swung, it was like two giant blades slashing through the air.

Bringing a terrifying chill.

The breath of the Martial Artists was frozen into frost.

"Rip!"

Within three zhang of them, whether the countless white threads, or the ornaments in the manor, even the air itself was sliced in two.

From the outside, the entire space revealed a white cloud ring from the gas explosion, a spectacle caused by the air being sliced and reversed.

Two silver lights seemed to cut through everything, nothing could resist their edge!

"What kind of Martial Technique is this! Does the Central Sect World of the Ancient Martial World have such terrifying Martial Techniques!!!"

Zhou Lingtian retreated violently, his face turning iron blue.

He thought that his defeat from a punch earlier was due to underestimating the Xuanming Elders.

But this time's head-on confrontation shattered all of his confidence.

Zhou Lingtian's shirt tore open at the chest, revealing two cracks, with beads of blood faintly seeping out, showing two shallow blade marks on his skin.

If he hadn't dodged quickly, Ye Qingfeng's slice from the heavens would have cut him in half.

The terror of the Cultivation World, how could a Martial Artist from the Ancient Martial World on Earth even imagine it!

"Die!!!"

Ye Qingfeng did not call to stop.

The Xuanming Elders must end by slaying Zhou Lingtian.

"Boom!!!"

Fist followed upon fist, as countless White Jade fists appeared densely in the sky.

An overwhelmingly oppressive aura emanated from the fists.

Zhou Lingtian retreated wildly again, his heart pounding, a previously unfelt crisis surging forth.

His intuition told him this strike absolutely could not be taken, that if he did, the overwhelming Heaven and Earth Power would blast him to pieces.

"Boom!"

Sure enough, countless White Jade fists struck a corner of the manor behind him.

Instantly, that area turned into nothingness, leaving only dust.

The onlookers were stunned; is this something a mortal could achieve?

This power was more terrifying than a military-grade bomb!

"Bang Bang!"

The Xuanming Elders charged again, engaging Zhou Lingtian in combat once more.

(Apologies, due to network issues, the chapter order was reversed; it has been corrected.)