Chapter 725
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Chapter 725: The Golden Thunder Soul Finger
“You are still far from enough, young one!”
Ouyang Jinwei sneered, not underestimating this young lad. As someone who had gained recognition from the prestigious Yutian Palace, being a third-grade novice Soul Tamer was remarkable in itself. That’s why she didn’t hold back when she made her move, which unfortunately led the young boy to fall right into her trap.
“Crackle!”
As Su Yi narrowly dodged, Ouyang Jinwei’s handprints quickly solidified, while her footsteps crossed, seemingly anticipating Su Yi’s evasive direction. That was her deliberate intention to leave a subtle flaw, directly blocking Su Yi’s retreat path.
In an instant, on Ouyang Jinwei’s right hand, her index and middle fingers stood side by side. Suddenly, a dazzling golden light appeared on her fingertips, accompanied by the flickering of golden lightning, and faintly echoing thunderous sounds.
In the blink of an eye, the golden fingerprint turned into golden lightning, accompanied by roaring thunder, spreading out in an instant.
A burst of golden light erupted, blocking the surroundings and enveloping Su Yi.
Without hesitation, a golden lightning-like fingerprint, shining with an intense brilliance, filled with a chilling aura, swiftly moved towards the center of Su Yi’s forehead.
As the golden radiance erupted, the ground all around trembled and cracked, sending sand and stones flying in a terrifying spectacle.
“Golden Thunder Soul Finger!”
In the presence of seasoned experts, there were gasps of astonishment. This was the renowned martial skill of the Sacred Mountain called the Golden Thunder Soul Finger, a technique imbued with the power of gold.
Rumors had it that this martial skill, although only of King Grade, possessed tremendous power. It held the ability to awe and intimidate even the most formidable Soul Tamers, Alchemists, and Blacksmiths who possessed formidable soul strength.
As they watched, Ouyang Jinwei unleashed the Golden Thunder Soul Finger with her very first move. The people of Sacred Mountain were taken aback, for it seemed that Ouyang Jinwei intended to deal with Yi Su directly, all at once.
Only those from Sacred Mountain knew that the Golden Thunder Soul Finger was not something that could be easily mastered. It was also one of Ouyang Jinwei’s secret and ultimate moves.
Without a doubt, Ouyang Jinwei was one of the outstanding direct disciples of Sacred Mountain, and she was definitely not a clueless fool.
Even though Su Yi had angered her, Ouyang Jinwei remained focused on the impending showdown.
She was a Soul Tamer. She wouldn’t give him a chance to unleash the most terrifying techniques of a Soul Tamer. She launched a direct close-range attack and performed the Golden Thunder Soul Finger.
Ouyang Jinwei wanted a swift and decisive battle, to directly deal with Su Yi.
At this moment, the relentless assault from Ouyang Jinwei made Old Man Gu Yue, Guan Lan, and the Palace Master subtly shift their stance, their gaze fixed firmly on the arena.
Only Xi Wuqing and the Green Emperor, throughout the entire ordeal, remained indifferent, never even furrowing their brows.
“Swoosh!”
A brilliant golden light, like flashes of lightning, illuminated the surroundings as thunder rumbled, filling the air with a sharp and fierce aura. It had already spread directly to Su Yi’s forehead.
Su Yi moved, and a chill swept across his expression.
In that moment, Su Yi didn’t appear panicked or flustered at all. Instead, he suddenly became calm and composed.
Facing that pointing imprint, Su Yi extended his hand directly, fingers tightly clenched, encompassing a fist infused with vitality. In the simplest and most straightforward manner, he collided directly with it.
“Boom!”
The golden imprint gleamed as it collided with Su Yi’s fist, and almost instantly, a deep, muffled sound echoed through the air.
The entire city vibrated with a rumble that resembled distant thunder, causing the walls of the City Master’s residence to tremble both inside and out.
The shockwave from the clash spread, following their steps.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The ground shattered, cracks forming in rapid succession, as the storm swept through all directions. Huge chunks of stone were lifted from the ground, thrown away, and the scene became terrifyingly chaotic!
“Snap, crackle…”
A sharp, cracking sound filled the air, resembling something breaking, and it struck a harsh note to anyone listening.
“Thump thump thump thump…”
All eyes were fixed as Ouyang Jinwei staggered backward, stumbling several steps before she finally regained her balance, her hands brushing the ground in the process.
“Ah…”
A fresh drop of blood trickled down from the corner of her mouth, and Ouyang Jinwei couldn’t suppress a piercing, agonizing scream. Beads of sweat, large as beans, streamed down her pale face.
Her hair was now in disarray, and her eyes, wide and filled with disbelief, locked on the young man before her as though she had seen a ghost.
The sudden shift left everyone in the room stunned, silent.
Dozens of shocked gazes struggled to process what had just happened.
It was evident to all that Ouyang Jinwei’s index and middle fingers were swollen and turning purple, appearing as if they had snapped outright.
In a single move, Su Yi had injured her, breaking her fingers in the process.
“My goodness, Yi Su is so powerful!”
Soon, someone couldn’t contain their surprise and shouted out.
By this point, even the most naive bystanders could tell that Yi Su was likely far stronger than Ouyang Jinwei.
Just one strike, and Ouyang Jinwei was immediately harmed. This displayed a level of strength that spoke volumes.
“Wow, he’s so powerful!”
Among the crowd, Situ Muyang, Liu Yunchuan, and others felt a rush of excitement, their faces tensing.
In a single punch, Ouyang Jinwei’s fingers were shattered. Such raw physical strength was too abnormal. After all, Ouyang Jinwei wasn’t just any disciple of Sacred Mountain.
“Oh my goodness, they are unbelievably strong!”
Elder Bing Fu, Wang Quande, Chu Changhuan, and the others looked on in disbelief, their hearts pounding in shock.
Though they knew Yi Su was extraordinary, they hadn’t anticipated such overwhelming power that he could harm Ouyang Jinwei with a single move.
The previously cold expressions of Kuang Guilan and Ouyang Yuanfeng suddenly shifted, revealing surprise and disbelief.
The scene was far beyond anyone’s expectations.
Old Man Gu Yue and Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan exchanged glances, their eyes lighting up with excitement.
This had completely surpassed their expectations.
Yi Su, the Soul Tamer, was known for his ability to control souls, but his physical strength was usually considered his weakness. That was why Ouyang Jinwei had likely planned to exploit this. Yet, she hadn’t anticipated Yi Su’s extraordinary physical resilience.
“Ah…”
The searing pain forced Ouyang Jinwei to stifle a scream.
Her ten fingers were connected, but at this very moment, only she understood how badly she had been hurt. In their recent collision, her index and middle fingers had struck what felt like an impenetrable steel plate, breaking them instantly.
The immense force surged through her body, overpowering her senses, sending her blood and energy spiraling in turmoil, causing her to vomit blood.
She hadn’t paid much attention to that young man, but in just one exchange, she was left in such a state. It was an insult she could hardly accept.
The surrounding murmurs felt like absolute ridicule, an experience she had never endured before.
Silver Fang gritted her teeth, a fierce glint flashing in Ouyang Jinwei’s once serene face. A new, fierce energy erupted within her, like a violent storm.
“Boom!”
In an instant, a tremendous aura erupted from within Ouyang Jinwei, shooting upwards like a mighty surge. The ground rumbled as if struck by thunder, and a brilliant golden light blazed forth. The air crackled with a sharp, icy energy. In the darkness, it resembled the break of dawn, brilliant and unstoppable.
At that moment, Ouyang Jinwei’s aura swelled unchecked, surging into the sky. The power of her presence spread outward, making the spectators shiver in awe.
“My goodness, Yuan True Realm! Ouyang Jinwei has reached the Yuan True Realm!”
“Yuan True Realm is on par with the First Layer of Yuan True Realm!” they marveled.
A chorus of astonished voices rose one after another. The aura of Yuan True Realm—it was the very embodiment of the power of this realm.
At her young age, Ouyang Jinwei’s cultivation was a marvel. In her early twenties, such a feat in Yuan True Realm was nothing short of extraordinary. How could anyone not be amazed?
“Yuan True Realm—truly the best among Sacred Mountain’s direct disciples!”
The voices of admiration grew louder, leaving many deeply impressed.
To achieve Yuan True Realm cultivation at such a young age was rare. Only a few could hope to reach such heights.
“I actually made it to the Yuan True Realm!”
Among the crowd, Gong Qi, Ying Qianqian, Liu Yunchuan, and other younger disciples of the Divine Sword School stood with expressions of frustration.
Though they had benefited greatly from the Divine Sword Valley, none of them had ever reached the Yuan True Realm.
And yet, Ouyang Jinwei wasn’t even the strongest disciple of Sacred Mountain, which only served to highlight the vast gap between Sacred Mountain’s disciples and their own.
One by one, gazes turned toward Mu Yao. The Divine Sword School’s disciples all knew that among them, only Mu Yao could compete with Sacred Mountain’s best.
Mu Yao gazed ahead, a faint ripple passing through her eyes.
“Yuan True Realm!”
In the presence of such overwhelming energy from Ouyang Jinwei, whose first-level Yuan True Realm aura filled the arena, both Old Man Gu Yue and Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan couldn’t hide their admiration.
Reaching Yuan True Realm at such a young age was an extraordinary accomplishment. In terms of natural talent, Ouyang Jinwei truly stood out.
“Jinwei won’t lose. She just had a moment of carelessness!”
Kuang Guilan’s eyes sparked with renewed hope. It was only a momentary lapse; there was no way her daughter would be defeated at the Yuan True Realm level.
“He wanted Jinwei to reveal her full strength. This young man is truly remarkable!”
Elder Bing Fu, Wang Quande, and others, all with knowledge of Ouyang Jinwei’s Yuan True Realm strength, were no longer surprised.
Ouyang Jinwei had intended to make a grand impact at the Saint Martial Assembly, but now she was forced to show all her power. Could Yi Su still stand against her?
“Yuan True Realm…”
Xi Wuqing, calm as ever, glanced at Ouyang Jinwei’s display of golden brilliance, unperturbed.
Xi Wuqing knew that Su Yi had long been capable of reaching Yuan True Realm. He just chose not to.
“Indeed, there’s still some reserve!”
Su Yi observed Ouyang Jinwei, her power now fully unbridled. His gaze flickered with curiosity.
He had long suspected that she had been holding back, and considering her youth and the fact she was at the first stage of Yuan True Realm, he couldn’t help but admire her strength.
In the Grand Swordsmanship Competition, Su Yi recalled that Mu Yao had only reached the seventh stage of Yuan Spirit Realm.
The fact that Sacred Mountain was the dominant power in the Central Region made perfect sense.
In comparison, Ouyang Jinwei wasn’t the strongest among Sacred Mountain’s younger generation, but her presence still overwhelmed the Divine Sword School’s direct disciples.
“Being able to give my all, using true strength, is already an achievement in itself. But now, everything is coming to an end!”
With her aura fully unleashed, Ouyang Jinwei’s robes swirled and her hair danced wildly. She was already a rare beauty, but with the added intensity, she seemed even more awe-inspiring, capturing everyone’s gaze.
“Yuan True Realm, first level—it’s indeed powerful, but perhaps still not enough!”
Su Yi looked directly at Ouyang Jinwei and said, “With my cultivation at the first level of Yuan True Realm, I’m confident in my ability to withstand and defeat you. Otherwise, my work with the Void God Sea would be meaningless.”
