Overriding the Heaven

C970 Bring It up and Move on Your Own



C970 Bring It up and Move on Your Own

"You seem to be quite tactful. Then I'll let you, a sect, off the hook."    

    

Chu Yan walked forward and said as if he was teaching a lesson to the kittens at home.    

    

What was even more shocking to Qing Qiu Sect and the clan elders was that this incomparably huge white fox was actually raising its tail and swaying left and right to fawn on him.    

    

It looked just like a dog trying to please its owner!    

    

This scene caused the crowd, who had just recovered, to suffer yet another mental blow.    

    

A thunderous boom resounded in their minds.    

    

Their hearts continued to pound violently, as if their chests would shatter in the next moment.    

    

Their scalps tingled with numbness.    

    

The blood in their bodies had completely frozen at this moment.    

    

"This guy..." "Just where did this person come from …"    

    

"This guy..." "Just what do you want to do …"    

    

"Our ancestor … "He actually couldn't even resist …"    

    

An indescribable fear, at this moment, turned into an endless pressure that practically crushed these cultivators of the celestial mood stage to pieces.    

    

As for the cause of this disaster, Master Bi Tong, Zeng Bi, had long since been paralyzed with fear. Her eyes were now filled with regret, regret, and endless fear.    

    

However, their shock was not over yet.    

    

Chu Yan walked in front of the prostrate white fox's head.    

    

Even if it was only a head, it was still a mountain peak for Chu Yan's body.    

    

However, Chu Yan was not afraid in the slightest, and coldly laughed: "However, death penalty can be avoided, and it's hard to escape from a crime that is still alive.    

    

If you do not wish for them to die, then you must accept the punishment for the mistakes made by your disciples. "    

    

"En!" The white fox lightly nodded its head.    

    

At this time, a few Spirit Boat s fell from the sky.    

    

Chu Yan looked at the white fox, and said indifferently: "Do you feel unconvinced?"    

    

This sentence scared the white fox so much that all the hair on its body stood on end.    

    

At that moment, it didn't care about anything else. It stood up abruptly, causing a huge disturbance. At the same time, it shook its head as if its life depended on it.    

    

That range, that frequency, it was as if he was afraid that if he slowed down even a bit, he would be chopped into several hundred pieces.    

    

"Alright, since that's the case, do I need to say more?" Chu Yan narrowed his eyes, "Hurry up! Bring it up and move it yourself! "    

    

His tone was filled with impatience.    

    

This voice scared everyone present and made them shudder.    

    

This fellow was shouting at his own ancestor.    

    

As for his ancestor, at this moment, he didn't look like a giant beast that could bury a million corpses with a single breath, but rather like a frightened little chick. Other than trembling in fear, he couldn't do anything else.    

    

At this moment, what made these Qing Qiu Sect disciples curious was what Chu Yan wanted to do with this wisp of her clan's ancestor's divine sense.    

    

Judging from his tone, he seemed to want the ancestor to do this himself.    

    

Under everyone's scrutinizing looks, the white fox unhesitatingly straightened its body, and gradually, a hint of light appeared on its body.    

    

The white mist quickly dissipated.    

    

This kind of scene was as if he had cut himself off.    

    

"We, our unfilial disciples and grandchildren... "He actually made our ancestor do such a thing …" With the Qing Qiu Sect in control, tears rolled down his cheeks and his eyes were filled with unwillingness.    

    

Because his face was covered by a thick layer of dust, two deep tears flowed down his face all of a sudden.    

    

The other elders were also crying bitterly as they covered their faces.    

    

The crying sounds quickly spread on the Spirit Boat in the air.    

    

Over a hundred thousand people began to cry in unison, their earth-shattering momentum.    

    

A moment later, following the deafening cry, in the center of the dissipating mist, a small ball of light the size of an adult's fist flew towards Chu Yan.    

    

Inside the ball of light was a small white fox.    

    

The white fox curled up its body and shivered.    

    

It flew in front of Chu Yan, stopped in midair, and began to prostrate itself, praying for mercy.    

    

Chu Yan expressionlessly looked at it and took a step forward. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.    

    

Instantly, this little white fox transformed into a strand of light smoke and floated into his nostrils.    

    

After inhaling the smoke, Chu Yan raised his head and revealed an intoxicated expression.    

    

It was as if he had just received some great nourishment.    

    

"You, what did you do to my ancestor!" Qing Qiu Sect could not hold it in anymore.    

    

He suddenly stood up, pointed at Chu Yan and shouted.    

    

Chu Yan opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing across his pupils.    

    

Bang!    

    

He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out more than a hundred feet into the air. He landed heavily on the ground, clutching his chest. He could not get up no matter how hard he tried.    

    

The surrounding people were all shocked!    

    

Although the realm in which he was in charge of was not the highest in the Qing Qiu Sect, it was still at the third level of the celestial mood stage.    

    

To think that someone of such a level had been sent flying with a single glance and had suffered such a heavy injury.    

    

What kind of background did the other party have?!    

    

Why was the Earth Origin Stage able to cause their own clan's ancestor to bow his head? Just by looking at him, he could severely injure the power in his hands!    

    

In this instant, the elders present were all silent, not daring to even breathe loudly.    

    

The anger and unwillingness in his eyes from before had now been completely replaced by shock, afraid that he would be the next to suffer.    

    

Chu Yan didn't even spare them another glance.    

    

He turned around and grabbed Zeng Bi's neck, and lifted her up.    

    

Zeng Bi was a small success stage cultivator at the second level of celestial mood stage, and was an extremely famous person in the Middle Tang.    

    

But at that moment, being held in the air by Chu Yan, he did not even have the strength to struggle.    

    

Seeing the other party's facial features gradually warping due to shock, Chu Yan revealed an expression that said "I'm not satisfied yet".    

    

He licked his lips and slowly opened his mouth.    

    

It was as if a black hole was forming in his mouth.    

    

Death, desolation, cold, loneliness, despair, sorrow, all sorts of emotions surged out from this black hole.    

    

These negative emotions were like an invisible hand pulling Zeng Bi's soul slowly, wanting to drag her into that boundless Purgatory, to drag her into hell.    

    

Zeng Bi only felt her body becoming colder and colder, as though she had fallen into an ice cellar and into an abyss.    

    

All the happy emotions could no longer be felt.    

    

The scene before his eyes grew darker and darker, as if a natural disaster had descended upon him and destroyed the world.    

    

When the elders of the Qing Qiu Sect s who were not far away saw Zeng Bi's stiffened even more, they all knew that she was about to be killed by this powerful Earth Origin Stage, just like how an ancestor would with their divine sense.    

    

Immediately, fear and grief filled their hearts. Tears once again began to roll down their cheeks.    

    

In that short period of time, the great protective formation of the Qing Qiu Sect was destroyed, the sect gates collapsed, and were in control of the sect. An elder was unknown whether he was dead or alive, an elder was about to be killed, and it was the first time in a thousand years that an ancestor had descended, but he was killed.    

    

After this day, the losses suffered by the Qing Qiu Sect was the biggest since the founding of the sect.    

    

Not only was there power, there was also influence. There were even more profound things.    

    

These things would only manifest over time, and no one could remove these losses.    

    

However, just when everyone was waiting for Zeng Bi's cold corpse to be thrown onto the ground, and then the next victim to appear, they were surprised to find that Chu Yan's face had a conflicted expression.    

    

At the same time, the mouth that he had opened before slowly closed. After a moment, it seemed as if he was talking to himself, but also to someone else.    

    

"Don't stop me."    

    


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