Chapter 431 The power of one punch

"Can't be provoked? A Golden Immortal... Oh, so he broke through to the Ancestral Immortal realm outside? So what if he is an Ancestral Immortal? If you dare to violate the sect rules and attack your fellow disciples, you will be punished in the Punishment Hall!"

True Lord Qing Hong was obviously further angered by Immortal Venerable Mo Yun's merciless scolding and was unwilling to let the matter go.

However, it was not until this time that he noticed that although Zhou Ling was wearing the clothes of the Golden Immortal Core, his actual cultivation had already reached the Ancestral Immortal realm.

In order to avoid being discovered, Chai Xin had already bestowed some of Zhou Ling's origin, allowing him to break through to the Ancestral Immortal realm.

After all, before this, when he transformed into Zhou Ling to fight, he did not deliberately conceal his own cultivation level.

If Zhou Ling was still at the Golden Immortal level at this time, it would arouse suspicion.

Chai Xin captured a huge amount of Golden Immortal's origin. Just one percent of it would be enough for Zhou Ling to break through, so of course he would not be stingy.

Moreover, although most of Chai Xin's mind was focused on refining the Xuanhuang Seal at this moment, with his current strength, it was easy for him to devote a bit of his mind to paying attention to the outside world.

Although Zhou Ling is a young genius among the Golden Immortals, after breaking through to the Ancestral Immortal realm, he is only at the level of the most ordinary Ancestral Immortal.

Under normal circumstances, if you encounter the seventeenth-ranked Golden Immortal Saint of Shenzhou Sect, it would be almost impossible to kick him away with one kick even if it was a sudden sneak attack.

Even if Fu Lingfeng’s strength doesn’t allow him to fight against ordinary immortals head-on, he should still be able to hold off for a few rounds.

The reason why Zhou Ling was able to burst out with such strength was, of course, because Chai Xin used his magic power to give him a little blessing.

Chai Xin has now reached the level of a half-step Yuanxian, and his strength is comparable to that of an ordinary saint. Even if he is hiding in Zhou Ling's divine kingdom, he can use his body to exert the ultimate strength of a Yuanxian.

The reason why he could achieve this level was not only that his strength had increased dramatically again, but Zhou Ling himself had also become much stronger and could withstand more power.

"How are you recovering, bro?"

Immortal Master Mo Yun suddenly calmed down and stopped paying attention to the furious True Lord Qing Hong. Instead, he asked Zhou Ling a somewhat off-the-beaten-path question.

The violent aura of Master Qing Hong could not help but stagnate, and he was unable to react to the other party's intention.

After a moment of pause, Zhou Ling roughly guessed what Immortal Master Mo Yun meant.

As expected, Immortal Mo Yun's voice transmission also sounded in his mind at the same time -

"Brother, since you have risen, you must prove your strength. Otherwise, flies like Qing Hong will be chased away endlessly, which is very annoying... Instead of doing that, it is better to get rid of it once and for all. Who let this old guy come to the door himself?"

Zhou Ling hesitated and asked, "My strength has basically recovered, but if I use force against a supreme elder, I'm afraid it will violate the sect rules and make the people above me unhappy..."

"Hahaha, you worry too much, brother! The Immortal World is a place where the strong prey on the weak. As long as you behave worthy enough, no matter how big a mess you make, as long as you haven't betrayed your master, someone will come forward to smooth things over for you."

Immortal Master Mo Yun laughed like thunder, echoing in Zhou Ling's mind, and patted him on the shoulder.

"But on the other hand, if you have no value, no matter how cautious you are, you may still be abandoned at any time... How can a smart person like you not see through this truth?"

He didn't know that although Zhou Ling seemed to be hesitating, he was actually waiting for Chai Xin's order.

"He has a point. You don't need to show off in Shenzhou Sect, but you must not allow yourself to be bullied. Accept it, and use Qing Hong as a starting point to establish your reputation in the future."

Chai Xin gave the order via voice transmission.

"I will obey the Lord's orders!"

Zhou Ling responded respectfully in secret, then smiled and looked at Immortal Master Mo Yun.

"Thank you for your guidance, brother. I am confused as to where to go."

"We are brothers, why bother saying this? But this is our sect after all, so you still have to be careful when you attack. Take control of it yourself, my dear brother."

Immortal Master Mo Yun smiled slightly, then flew back a distance.

The actions of the two made Master Qing Hong even more confused, and he couldn't understand what they were doing.

"You are playing tricks on me. You are just an immortal. Do you dare to fight with me?"

Although True Lord Qing Hong had his doubts in his heart, he did not think that Zhou Ling could be his opponent, and he could not help but sneer on his face.

"Ah!!! He kicked and shattered my Dantian Qi Sea! That kid has such a vicious heart, Third Uncle, avenge me! You must kill him!"

But at this moment, an extremely shrill voice came from a distance.

The next moment, Fu Lingfeng came closer with the support of two old men. His face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Zhou Ling was full of resentment and hatred, and he wished he could eat him alive.

"No, Third Uncle, don't kill him directly. That would be too easy for him! Abolish his cultivation and spare his life. Let him regret coming into this world! What a beast, what a beast!"

"What? He destroyed your Dantian Qi Sea? How dare he do such a thing!"

Seeing the extremely miserable appearance of his nephew, Master Qing Hong's face turned completely dark. When he turned to look at Zhou Ling, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Although for a Golden Immortal, destroying the Dantian Qi Sea does not mean destroying all of his cultivation, but at least 30% of it is destroyed.

Even though there are countless secret methods in the fairy world, there are ways to restore the Dantian Qi Sea if it is destroyed, but the price required is extremely terrifying.

Moreover, even if the Dantian Qi Sea is repaired, the potential of the cultivator will be greatly reduced, after all, the foundation is damaged.

Fu Lingfeng is currently the one with the best talent and potential among the countless grandchildren of True Lord Qinghong.

True Lord Qing Hong had high hopes for him and felt that if this kid was carefully trained, there was a possibility that he could surpass him and be promoted to the realm of saintly immortal.

If not for this, a powerful Yuanxian master like him would have many offspring and it would be impossible for him to always keep all of them by his side.

But he never imagined that today, right under his nose, someone would actually kill his most valued nephew!

To him, Fu Lingfeng was indeed useless.

Even if the Dantian Qi Sea is repaired in the future, its potential will be greatly reduced and it will lose its value to be cultivated intensively.

This made him both extremely angry and unbelievable.

"The kick that kid just made was ordinary and didn't seem to have much power. How could it have destroyed Feng'er's Dantian Qi Sea?"

He felt so confused in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it, because the overwhelming anger had gradually overwhelmed his rationality.

It's no wonder that his valued junior was destroyed in front of him, and it was done by an unknown kid in the sect.

This kind of thing would not be easily exposed by any Yuanxian strongman. "Boy, your name is Zhou Ling, right? You just crippled my nephew... Hehe, do you know what terrible consequences you will face?"

True Lord Qing Hong's expression gradually calmed down, and his voice became extremely indifferent, but the sneer in the corner of his mouth revealed the uncontrollable murderous intent in his heart.

Facing the questioning of the Yuanxian strongman, Zhou Ling stood with his arms folded, looking nonchalant, with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, and said disdainfully: "If you want to kill me, just come on, why bother talking nonsense?"

"You are so arrogant! I haven't seen such a young man in many years... Hehe, do you think that you can atone for such a crime by just dying?"

As soon as these words were spoken, even with Master Qing Hong's skill in cultivating his Qi, his facial muscles couldn't help but twitch slightly twice, and veins bulged out on his forehead.

"I will make you unable to live or die! Not only that... I will chop all your relatives and friends, even if they only have a dog, into pieces, and then demote them to be used as insect repellents in a cesspool..."

The old fellow hadn't been offended like this in many years and was obviously extremely angry. Although his voice was very low, it was full of bitter chill, like an ice knife scraping the bones.

However, his voice, which sounded like the whisper of an evil spirit, suddenly stopped with a muffled sound.

"boom!"

True Lord Qing Hong only felt a black shadow suddenly cover all the light in his right eye, and then his mind quickly fell into dizziness. His whole body was like a flying sword drawn from its sheath, soaring into the sky in an instant, completely out of control.

He had no time to think about what was happening. After a brief moment of daze and fainting, he was filled with pain that penetrated deep into his soul and almost exploded his head.

"As expected, when you get older, you tend to nag endlessly. I really don't have the patience to listen to your endless chatter..."

Zhou Ling looked at Master Qing Hong, who was sent flying by his punch and disappeared from his sight in an instant, with undisguised contempt on his face.

In fact, he also had a suppressed excitement in his heart. He threw this punch without using any magical skills, but he directly blasted a Yuanxian peak strongman away.

How powerful is this?
This was a power he had never experienced before.

As Chai Xin's most devout servant, he couldn't help but feel more in awe of this powerful lord.

"Just by infusing me with some magic power, I have become so powerful. If the Lord himself took action, what a shocking scene it would be."

Zhou Ling's heart was pounding. Even though he knew that this was not his own strength, looking at the gazes from people around him, filled with shock, awe, and disbelief, still made him feel extremely happy.

This was a sense of accomplishment he had never experienced before, and he couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.

However, as Chai Xin's servant, in order to maintain his master's majestic figure, he still tried his best to restrain his excitement and maintained an indifferent and contemptuous look on his face.

It seemed that knocking Master Qing Hong away with one punch was a trivial matter in his mind.

"It's just defeating a Yuanxian. With my master's magical power, it's naturally not worth mentioning. I can't show my weakness and embarrass my master..."

This is the mountain gate of Shenzhou Gate, so naturally there are people coming and going.

The dispute between Zhou Ling and True Lord Qing Hong had already attracted countless eyes, both openly and covertly. Especially Fu Lingfeng's vicious curses, which made many people look at him sideways.

Many people also recognized Zhou Ling. They were just surprised that he dared to provoke Fu Lingfeng and even offended Master Qinghong.

But at this moment, everyone was in a daze.

No one had expected that a guy who was only slightly famous in the past and couldn't even obtain the position of Holy Son would have such terrifying strength.

True Lord Qinghong is not an ordinary Yuanxian, he is the pinnacle of Yuanxian!

Even though he is not as good as the local altar masters who command a certain area, he is definitely a top figure among the countless immortals in the fairy world.

Especially after he became a chief judge of the Criminal Hall a few years ago, his prestige within the sect grew day by day.

"This... When did Zhou Ling become so powerful?"

"I must be dreaming. He is the Chief Punisher, True Lord Qing Hong. Even the many Saints have to show respect to him when they see him..."

"Too outrageous. Judging from his aura, he seems to be only at the Ancestral Immortal level, but he can actually knock away a peak Yuanxian existence with one punch. What kind of monster is he?"

After a brief silence, discussions began to be heard throughout the mountain gate.

On the contrary, Fu Lingfeng, who was still screaming miserably a second ago, shut his mouth completely when he saw his third uncle, whom he relied on, being knocked away by a punch.

The hatred and resentment in his eyes had all disappeared, leaving only infinite shock and fear.

"This... this is impossible... How could Third Uncle... be defeated... like this..."

It was not until he was awakened by the various discussions around him that he stammered and turned his head tremblingly to look in the direction where True Lord Qinghong disappeared.

But at this moment, Zhou Ling's excited heart gradually calmed down, and he slowly took a step and walked in front of Fu Lingfeng.

Looking at the Seventeenth Saint who was shaking like a sieve, he chuckled and said, "Don't worry, this is inside the sect after all. I won't kill you..."

After these words were spoken, Fu Lingfeng's trembling legs indeed stabilized a little, but the second half of the sentence he heard almost made him pee in public.

"However, if you dare to take a step outside the sect, I will destroy you physically and spiritually, turning you into ashes!"

After saying that, Zhou Ling didn't even look at this guy again and turned around to meet up with Immortal Master Mo Yun.

"Brother, the matter here is over, let's go."

Zhou Ling greeted Immortal Master Mo Yun with a smile.

Immortal Mo Yun stroked his chin and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother, why do I feel that you have become stronger after recovering from your injuries?"

He was not trying to please him on purpose, but the punch Zhou Ling threw just now actually made him feel frightened.

If he were to ask himself, if he were to switch places with Master Qing Hong, he really didn't think that his performance could be better than the other's.

"It is said that those who survive a great disaster will have good fortune in the future. Moreover, the elixir that my brother gave me is not only effective in healing my wounds, but also helps me to increase my power. I have to thank my brother for his generous gift!"

Zhou Ling smiled slightly and brushed the matter aside.

"Although the elixir is a healing product, it does have a limited effect on increasing your power... After all, my dear brother, you are gifted and you are beyond the reach of ordinary people like me!"

After much thought, Immortal Master Mo Yun could only conclude that Zhou Ling was a true peerless evildoer who could not be judged by common sense.

Just as the two were about to leave and head to the Presbyterian Church, suddenly another loud shout came from a distance.

"You lawless evildoer, I, the Chief of the Punishment Hall, will not allow you to hurt me at will? Considering that you are still young and this is your first offense, follow me back to the Punishment Hall to be punished, and you can be spared from death!"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful aura that was more than ten times stronger than that of True Lord Qing Hong instantly enveloped the entire mountain gate!
(End of this chapter)