Chapter 714: Mo Qingyuan!
"In your dreams."
Li Yun’s eyes flashed with cold light.
Back then, in the mysterious underground palace, even the lingering will of a Dao Resonance Realm expert had been unable to make him yield. Yet now, a mere Spirit Manifestation Realm cultivator wanted to force him to kneel.
That was simply a pipe dream.
Boom!
Under the pressure of the golden-robed elder, Li Yun’s chaos qi suddenly compressed to the limit. Then, under that terrifying oppression, it broke through from the Half-Step Heavenly Core Realm directly into the true Heavenly Core Realm.
At this moment, his cultivation broke through to the 1st level of Heavenly Core Realm.
"Hm?"
The golden-robed elder’s face turned even colder as he said chillingly, "You actually broke through at a time like this? You really do have some talent. However, so-called talent is nothing but dross in the face of an absolute gap in strength."
"Kneel."
He barked coldly, and the aura erupting from his body became even more terrifying. He suddenly reached out with a large hand, intending to personally force Li Yun to kneel before him.
"Eh?"
At the same time, at an unknown distance from Li Yun and the others, a green-robed middle-aged man was speeding past.
His aura was wild and unrestrained as he held a green wine gourd, about to take a drink.
But at that moment, his brow suddenly twitched. He muttered to himself in surprise, "In this vicinity, there is actually the aura of someone from the same lineage?"
The green-robed middle-aged man had extremely long hair that almost reached his waist. His handsome face carried a free and unrestrained air, and there was not a hint of a powerful expert’s aura emanating from him.
However, it was precisely because of this that his strength seemed even more profound.
The place where he stood was tens of thousands of meters above the ground, an altitude that ordinary cultivators could never reach.
His eyes were extremely clear, yet they also revealed a sense of vicissitude, as if he had experienced the changing of seas into mulberry fields and witnessed the transformation of all things. These two contradictory temperaments were perfectly fused within him.
His gaze fell, crossing a distance of tens of thousands of meters and landing directly on Li Yun and the others.
He let out a light sound of surprise and said, "Strange. He is not a disciple of my Profound Origin Immortal Sect, yet he possesses an aura from the same root and origin as my sect. Regardless, I will save him first."
As his voice fell, his figure flickered.
In an instant, he crossed tens of thousands of meters and appeared between Li Yun and the golden-robed elder.
Then, he lightly pointed a finger.
In an instant, the golden-robed elder’s palm was directly stopped by that finger. Not only that, even the pressure emanating from the golden-robed elder completely vanished.
The golden-robed elder let out a muffled groan and was forced back dozens of steps.
"Who dares to spoil my plans?"
His expression was unsightly as he gave a cold snort and looked toward the green-robed middle-aged man.
But with only one look, he seemed to remember something, and his expression changed drastically.
"Lord Mo Qingyuan!"
The golden-robed elder forced a laugh and stammered, "I did not know Lord Mo Qingyuan had graced us with his presence. Please forgive me for failing to welcome you properly."
"It is fine."
Mo Qingyuan’s expression was indifferent as he said casually, "I am merely passing by. There is no need to be nervous."
Just as the golden-robed elder breathed a sigh of relief, Mo Qingyuan changed his tone and said indifferently, "I just did not expect that coming here on a whim would allow me to encounter a little fellow from my Profound Origin Immortal Sect."
"What?"
The golden-robed elder’s face changed abruptly, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.
Sure enough, in the next moment, Mo Qingyuan’s expression became cold and stern.
He said indifferently, "What is even more unexpected is that someone actually wants to force a member of my Profound Origin Immortal Sect to kneel. Since when has the face of my Profound Origin Immortal Sect become so worthless?"
"Wait!"
The golden-robed elder cried out in terror, "Lord Mo Qingyuan, I do not know what you are talking about. There are only a few natives from the Eastern Martial Domain here. There are absolutely no disciples of the Profound Origin Immortal Sect."
"Is that so?"
Mo Qingyuan’s expression was indifferent.
A cluster of green mist suddenly emerged from his finger. Curiously, almost at the same time, a cluster of green mist also appeared on Li Yun’s body. It was exactly the same as the green mist on Mo Qingyuan’s finger.
"How is this possible?"
The golden-robed elder’s face instantly turned pale.
As a cultivator of the Supreme Heaven Sword Sect, he naturally knew that this green mist was a unique symbol of the Profound Origin Immortal Sect, and one that only an inner sect disciple could possess at minimum.
How could this kid also have this green mist on him?
"Now that things have come to this, what else do you have to say?"
Mo Qingyuan looked at the golden-robed elder coldly and said indifferently, "How do you plan to give me an account for this matter?"
"Lord, I was wrong."
Cold sweat immediately poured down the golden-robed elder’s face.
His expression shifted frantically before he suddenly took off the storage ring from his hand and said with a pained expression, "This is seventy percent of my total net worth. I am willing to compensate all of it to you, Lord."
Mo Qingyuan raised an eyebrow and beckoned with his hand.
The storage ring automatically detached from the golden-robed elder and landed in his hand. After sensing it briefly with his consciousness, he casually put it away.
He said indifferently, "Seeing as you are quite sensible, I will not bother with you too much today. However, while the death penalty can be avoided, the living punishment is inescapable."
His voice suddenly became sharp.
In the next moment, a towering aura erupted. It was so terrifying that, by comparison, the golden-robed elder’s aura was like that of a weak infant.
Bang! Bang!
Under the pressure of this powerful aura, the golden-robed elder and Luo Tianheng knelt down at the same time. Their knees seemed to be glued to the ground, and no matter how they struggled, they could not move an inch.