Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 1494 - 72: Making a Move_4

Chapter 1494 -72: Making a Move_4

In Wu Feng’s eyes, a sharp glint flashed.

His gaze immediately turned towards the Family Master Xiao.

As expected, this Family Master Xiao clearly was no match for the towering Demon Sect Cultivator.

Although he held out slightly longer than Xiao Yuanhai, he was still crushed by the towering Demon Sect Cultivator with a palm strike that shattered his protective spiritual light.

“Tsk, such mediocre ability is quite common.”

“But that’s normal, after all, you lot are simply amateurs with no profound inheritance, how could you possibly comprehend the grandeur of our Holy Sect!”

The towering Demon Sect Cultivator laughed heartily, mocking without reserve.

Seemingly venting all the frustration he had just received from Gong Xiyin.

Family Master Xiao’s face showed embarrassment, he tried hard to dodge, but still watched helplessly as the mana giant hand formed by the opponent swiftly grew larger in his field of vision!

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught the Demon Sect Cultivator’s ferocious smirk.

His eyes involuntarily flashed with humiliation and extreme unwillingness!

So close!

So close to activating the Mulian Family’s secret treasure and making a clean escape…

Why did it have to be at this moment!

However, it was at this moment.

That the towering Demon Sect Cultivator’s face suddenly changed, as he yelled angrily:

“How dare you!”

Family Master Xiao couldn’t help but turn his gaze and was suddenly shocked!

He saw a massive five-colored hand shoot out from the crowd below, swelling in the wind like a huge five-colored palm-leaf fan, and with an imminent force, it easily scattered the giant hand formed by the towering Demon Sect Cultivator!

This sudden turn of events came very abruptly, but the towering Demon Sect Cultivator reacted immediately, conjuring a Bone Spur Shuttle in his hand and hurling it towards the five-colored hand!

However, the five-colored hand caught it and gently crushed it.

The Bone Spur Shuttle instantly cracked.

The towering Demon Sect Cultivator cried out in pain, his face turning pale!

This magic tool, born from his lifeforce and demonic practices, was fierce and indestructible, yet it was crushed by the five-colored hand in a mere encounter.

His aura instantly became feeble.

This shocking change silenced the entire city for a moment!

Family Master Xiao watched the five-colored hand with an astonished gaze.

Vaguely, a figure seemed to solidify within it.

“Who is this person, to have someone in the lands of Xuan Country who can contend with a Cultivator of the Holy Sect?!”

Beneath them, the red-faced Golden Core Practitioner, Xiao Yanping, and four other Golden Core Practitioners showed their shocked faces, along with disbelief and a surge of fear!

“It’s that female Cultivator, she, she’s just a Golden Core, how could…”

They had just witnessed the seemingly confused Golden Core female Cultivator suddenly fly out, transforming into the giant five-colored hand in the sky.

Not just them, even members of the primitive Demon sect were taken aback and uncertain.

The towering Demon Sect Cultivator was among the strongest in their group, besides the Deputy Sect Master and two Elders.

Yet, he was not a match for the newcomer in a single exchange.

Though it was a surprise attack, the brief encounter had revealed the newcomer’s mana as robust as mountains.

Overwhelming and unblockable!

Someone couldn’t help but shout:

“Who are you to dare obstruct the actions of our Holy Sect?!”

However, the owner of the five-colored hand seemed to have no intention to explain.

The momentum unabated, the hand flipped again and, under the terrified gaze of Family Master Xiao, enveloped him completely and swiftly flew towards the outskirts of the city.

Just as it was about to fly away, the five-colored hand suddenly stopped.

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Ahead, a young Cultivator stood in the air with a cold expression and hands behind his back, blocking the path.

His robe fluttered, and his hair whirled in the wind.

Displaying an imposing eagle-eyed and wolf-like demeanor.

It was none other than Wu Feng, an Elder of the primitive Demon Sect.

He examined the five-colored hand and said indifferently with hands behind his back:

“You took the target of our Holy Sect, do you think you can just walk away like this?”

Without hesitation, the five-colored hand slapped down immediately.

Wu Feng was taken aback, and then he erupted in rage.

Though Cultivators of the Holy Sect tend to disregard rules, they are Nascent Soul Cultivators after all and should maintain some dignity; how could he be slighted like this?

In an instant, countless blood-red tendrils shot from behind him towards the five-colored hand, blooming like blood flowers!

A fishy wind surged, utterly foul!

However, in the next moment.

Wu Feng’s face suddenly changed!

“He, how can he still wield the Thunder Law?!”

Then, with a crack!

From the palm of the five-colored hand, a thick and splendid thunderbolt suddenly burst out!

This thunderbolt, utterly yang and powerful, was the natural nemesis of the blood-path of the Demon Sect.

Even more shocking to him was the thickness of the thunderbolt, as if it required no spirit stones to wield such powerful mana!

The thunderbolt was incredibly fast, and since they were not far apart, it struck the blood-red tendrils almost the moment Wu Feng’s expression changed.

Zap!

The surging power of the thunderbolt instantly shattered the blood-red tendrils and even spread directly onto Wu Feng.

The tendrils dissipated faintly, with souls wailing into nothingness.

Wu Feng’s body stiffened imperceptibly in that instant.

But the five-colored hand did not miss this opportunity, an outpouring of powerful mana swept across!

Bang!

The body of the Cultivator from the Demon Sect was instantly blown apart!

Turning into a rain of blood!

Right afterwards, the five-colored hand did not linger for a moment, speeding away into the distance.

Leaving only the Nascent Soul of a pale-faced Wu Feng emerging from a clump of bloody rain, along with a city enveloped in silence!