Chapter 726
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Chapter 726: The Aura of the Holy King!
“The Yuan True Realm is a realm beyond your reach, but today, I will reveal to you the true strength of Sacred Mountain. It is a place you can only aspire to, and I will make you understand the limitations of your perception!”
Ouyang Jinwei spoke coldly, sensing that the young man standing before her had never stepped into the Yuan True Realm.
The Yuan True Realm and the Yuan Spirit Realm were worlds apart, utterly distinct from one another in every conceivable way.
The difference in elemental energy between the two was vast!
As her words echoed, Ouyang Jinwei’s gaze locked with Su Yi’s. The golden gleam in her eyes grew cold, her cheeks stiffened, and a shadow of menace crossed her face. The murderous intent in her eyes was clear.
Without hesitation, Ouyang Jinwei formed another handprint, this one imbued with a mysterious and mystical aura.
From her slightly parted lips, a subtle trace of her tongue appeared, carrying a faint, alluring fragrance. Her teeth clenched as a trickle of crimson blood dripped from the tip of her tongue.
“Zoom!”
The blood immediately merged with the radiant light in Ouyang Jinwei’s handprint, flowing into her brow.
“Boom!”
As the divine radiance surged into her brow, it unleashed a brilliant burst of light from within Ouyang Jinwei.
In that instant, the Yuan True Realm’s energy within her body surged to new heights.
Under the influence of the divine radiance, a veil seemed to envelop her graceful form.
The silhouette, blurred and ethereal, grew taller and taller, until it reached several meters high, completely cloaking Ouyang Jinwei within its presence.
The phantom took on an almost divine form, resembling an ancient goddess descending from the heavens. Her eyes shone like crescent moons, radiating a cold, indifferent aura. The power surrounding her was like a violent storm, carrying an oppressive primal force!
As the phantom materialized, the crowd in the square trembled.
Many who were less powerful felt their vitality freeze in place, and their souls shuddered with terror. The overwhelming pressure was suffocating.
The presence of such a figure—a being akin to an ancient goddess with boundless power—had thrown the balance of the realm into chaos.
“What is this?”
“Such a terrifying presence!”
The crowd gasped as Ouyang Jinwei revealed her true cultivation, leaving them in stunned silence.
At that moment, the formidable power Ouyang Jinwei unleashed was astounding, leaving everyone in awe of her might.
“Could this be the terrifying strength of the Sacred Mountain? But Ouyang Jinwei is neither the Saint Child nor the Holy Maiden of Sacred Mountain…”
Among the young disciples of the Divine Sword School, Situ Muyang’s eyes grew resolute.
Even Mu Yao, observing the virtual image connected to Ouyang Jinwei, felt a wave of emotions stir within her.
In the center of the arena, the pressure mounting on Su Yi was immense. His gaze remained locked on Ouyang Jinwei.
The overwhelming divine aura pressed down on him, causing discomfort in every part of his being. Even the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique within him began to stir.
“Indeed, Sacred Mountain wields formidable power!”
At that moment, Su Yi commented, acknowledging that the Sacred Mountain’s position as the dominant force in the Central Region was well earned.
Ouyang Jinwei’s displayed abilities were impressive, her power seemingly elevating at will.
Su Yi couldn’t help but feel a slight tremor of fear as he realized that this might be the full extent of her strength. With all her power, Ouyang Jinwei could easily overwhelm any average cultivator at the first level of the Yuan True Realm.
“The aura of the Holy King! Ouyang Jinwei truly possesses the aura of the Holy King!”
Deputy Palace Masters Guan Lan, Yan Lu, Yun Ding, and other notable figures from Yutian Palace, including Xi Wuqing, all showed expressions of surprise.
“Bing Fu, is Ouyang Jinwei truly the Holy Maiden of Sacred Mountain?”
Old Man Gu Yue’s face tightened with astonishment, addressing Elder Bing Fu directly.
The aura of the Holy King could only be possessed by the Sacred Mountain’s Saint Child or Holy Maiden.
“Haha, Jinwei is not the Holy Maiden, but she came very close. She narrowly missed the title, but through a series of fortunate events, she was blessed with the sacred aura of the Sacred Mountain’s Holy King.”
Elder Bing Fu chuckled, adding that while Ouyang Jinwei’s cultivation at the first level of the Yuan True Realm was her trump card, the sacred aura she was now wielding was a deadly force.
Elder Bing Fu mused that if Su Yi could somehow surpass Ouyang Jinwei, then he would truly deserve to be her partner.
Upon hearing this, Old Man Gu Yue, Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan, and the others were troubled. They knew well the devastating power of the Sacred Mountain’s sacred aura.
The phantom’s immense figure stretched out across the ground. In Su Yi’s eyes, which resembled cold moons, Ouyang Jinwei’s gaze was unwavering. A divine and regal voice echoed from the figure, booming with authority. It spoke, “Boy, do you now see how limited your perspective is, like a frog in a well, seeing only the sky above?”
The chilling words rang out like a divine bell, reverberating in the air.
The phantom of Ouyang Jinwei trembled, exuding an overwhelming divine presence.
Su Yi shuddered, sensing the immense destructive power hidden within the aura. The energy surrounding Ouyang Jinwei at that moment was truly terrifying, and he knew that if she unleashed her full power, he would not be able to escape unharmed.
“Let’s try something different, then. It should be effective, right?”
Su Yi muttered under his breath, forming a new handprint in silence.
As his handprints formed, his skin began to glow with a radiant translucence. His eyes, once deep and calm, now flickered with shifting lights, a kaleidoscope of dazzling hues.
Instantly, an ancient energy surged within him, a force of timeless power that spread outward like crashing ocean waves, pressing down on the entire square.
Ouyang Jinwei was the first to sense the shift. The waves in her moonlit eyes flickered with recognition, realizing the young man before her had a hidden strength of his own.
“Boom!”
Without further hesitation, Ouyang Jinwei struck. She had no intention of wasting more time, fearing that delay could invite trouble. She aimed to defeat Su Yi swiftly, using the most direct and decisive approach to reclaim her dignity. Gathering her strength, she summoned a fierce energy, like a hurricane, preparing to strike.
“You won’t be able to change anything. With the mark of the Sacred King, your defeat is inevitable!”
With a roar, Ouyang Jinwei raised her arm and, with a mighty wave, sent an enormous palm descending, like a dark cloud blotting out the sky.
“Boom!”
The massive palm imprint filled the sky, causing the winds to howl and the forces of nature to stir.
Accompanied by an overwhelming force, it descended like a bolt of lightning upon Su Yi.
As the palm neared, a tremendous aura of destruction radiated from it, as if it had been forged in ancient times.
The weight of destruction loomed above, capable of annihilating everything in its path, sending a chill down everyone’s spine.
