Chapter 261 - 146: A Confrontational Visit, Heaven and Earth Lock

Chapter 261: Chapter 146: A Confrontational Visit, Heaven and Earth Lock

Fang Mu Pool’s brow twitched. He took a step forward to block the way and said in a deep voice, "Venerable Dao Miao, surely you don’t need to stoop to the level of a junior."

Xuzhuang showed no anger at his words, asking coolly, "And is my disciple not a junior?"

Fang Mu Pool replied, "After your sect’s Law Enforcement Hall sentenced him to confinement, no matter how much Xi Song continued to pester, I have not sent a single letter to your Law Enforcement Hall."

Xuzhuang let out an "Oh?" A look of feigned surprise crossed his face. "Is that so? Then am I supposed to thank you, fellow Daoist, for the grace of not pursuing the matter?"

Fang Mu Pool fell silent for a moment before saying, "I will order Xi Song to visit your Venerable’s Mansion and humbly beg for your disciple’s forgiveness."

Xuzhuang shook his head. "You misunderstand, fellow Daoist. I am not one to stoop to the level of a junior."

Hearing this, Fang Mu Pool’s expression didn’t relax. Instead, it tensed. "Then how do you intend to resolve this, Venerable?"

Xuzhuang sneered. "An undisciplined junior is the fault of their elder. You, fellow Daoist, will come to my mansion personally and apologize to my disciple."

Instead of anger, Fang Mu Pool laughed. "And if I say no? What can you do to me?"

"I suggest you think this over, fellow Daoist." Xuzhuang’s gaze darkened, and he enunciated each word. "Since this is how the Fang Family conducts itself, don’t blame me for seeking out your family’s Nascent Soul disciples for ’sparring’ one by one. If an arm and a leg are severed beyond repair, we can invite you, fellow Daoist, to my Tai Su Sect’s Law Enforcement Hall to debate the matter."

"What?" Fang Mu Pool’s cheek twitched. He sneered, "Dao Miao, do you really think that just because you’ve made a big name for yourself, you can look down on all the heroes under heaven?"

Xuzhuang gave a faint smile, clasped his hands behind his back, and said, "You’re free to find out if I have the ability, fellow Daoist."

In an instant, Fang Mu Pool cried out internally. ’This is bad!’ He saw Xuzhuang’s aura suddenly erupt like a shift in the heavens, like the roaring of an abyssal ocean. A vast, boundless, unimaginable wave of Magical Power surged forth, and the island beneath their feet BOOMED and shook.

’Fang Mu Pool never imagined Xuzhuang would actually make a move here. Was he really so arrogant, so utterly lawless?’

’What shocked Fang Mu Pool even more was that his own profound cultivation was nearing perfection. He was half a step past the threshold of a Great Success Nascent Soul cultivator. And yet, with such a level, he felt like a lone skiff before Xuzhuang, tossed about on a boundless, storm-ravaged ocean!’

’I’m no match for him!’ A jolt went through Fang Mu Pool. He wanted to activate an escape art, but he couldn’t believe it. ’Would the Tai Su Orthodox Sect really allow such a madman to run rampant here in Yunmeng Marsh?’

But in the next instant, a Gangyun rose from the crown of Xuzhuang’s head, ascending into the unseen heights. With its ascent, an immense power that seemed to fill the very sky pressed down from above. Fang Mu Pool felt his breath catch in his throat. His entire body was frozen, unable to move an inch. Aside from his consciousness, he was completely immobilized, as if under a Detention Technique.

This was none other than the Heaven-locking Earth-locking Method, a technique that utilized the Innate Tai Su Qi’s Great Capturing and Detaining Power, which Xuzhuang had acquired from a secret manual.

Xuzhuang had studied this Cultivation Method long ago. Now, with a perfected version of the technique, he had mastered it effortlessly. The moment he unleashed it, he had completely immobilized a Great Success Cultivator nearing the Nascent Soul Third Layer, his life and death now subject to another’s whim.

Fang Mu Pool’s expression finally changed drastically. At that moment, he felt the chilling reality of a life-or-death crisis. With his level of cultivation, he hadn’t even been able to withstand a single instant against Xuzhuang. He was as fragile and insignificant as a mayfly.

Fang Mu Pool worked his mouth, but he was unable to even utter a plea for mercy. Despair flooded his eyes.

Suddenly, the Gangyun above Xuzhuang’s head wavered and vanished. The immense pressure emanating from him receded like the tide. Fang Mu Pool gasped as if breaking the surface after nearly drowning, violently wrenching free from the suffocating oppression.

Xuzhuang’s gaze fell upon him. Though the two men were of similar stature, Fang Mu Pool felt as if he were being looked down upon by a Celestial God. Xuzhuang asked coolly, "Fellow Daoist, what do you think of my Divine Techniques?"

Fang Mu Pool, a dignified Nascent Soul Venerable, was covered in a cold sweat. He kept his mouth tightly shut.

A soft sound, half scoff and half laugh, escaped Xuzhuang’s nose. With a flick of his sleeve, he turned and walked out of the courtyard.

"By the end of today, Chongyun Peak will be swept clean to welcome your visit, fellow Daoist."