deltrittennovels Chapter 413 One Finger Shatters into a Dragon
Chapter 413 One Finger Shatters into a Dragon
The figure was wearing a gray prison uniform from the Wangshan Sect's death row, covered in dark red bloodstains and torn by the eerie wind.
Her black hair was unbound and danced wildly in the wind, obscuring half of her face.
However, it was this extremely shabby appearance that sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.
Especially those eyes.
What kind of eyes were those?
There was no anger, no resentment, not even murderous intent.
There was only darkness and deathly silence, like an ancient abyss.
It was as if a god high in the heavens was watching a group of busy insects fighting endlessly over a few taels of silver.
That indifferent gaze towards the common people is a thousand times more terrifying than any fierce or malevolent expression.
"Zhang...Zhang Han?!"
On the high platform, the young sect leader Wang Tengfei, who was originally riding high, now seemed to have an invisible hand gripping his neck.
His face turned deathly pale instantly, and the jade cup slipped from his hand, shattering with a "crack" and spilling wine all over the floor.
"No...impossible! This is absolutely impossible!!"
Wang Tengfei pointed at the figure in the air, his voice sharp and distorted, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"That's the Cliff of Broken Souls! It's a forbidden area of the sect! Even an elder at the Fourth Extreme Realm would be blown to pieces within three days if he went in!"
"How could you possibly have come out alive? And... and completely unharmed?!"
His screams echoed across the deathly silent square, causing panic among countless disciples.
Yes.
The infamous reputation of Broken Soul Cliff is built upon countless withered bones.
How could a cripple whose cultivation had been destroyed and whose tendons and veins in his hands and feet severed possibly survive in such a desperate situation?
Could it even break free from the chains forged from millennia-old black iron?
"A ghost... He's a ghost! He's a vengeful spirit that's come back to claim lives!!"
Some of the more timid disciples were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, and some even began to move backward, trying to escape this terrifying place.
Just then.
Sect Master Wang Qingtian, who had been sitting upright in the main seat, finally recovered from his initial shock.
He stared intently at Lin Hanzhou, his eyes flashing with suspicion and uncertainty.
As a cultivator at the Dragon Transformation Realm, his divine sense was far more acute than that of others.
He could sense that the "apprentice" in front of him had changed.
Although his appearance hasn't changed, his aura, his eyes... it's like he's a completely different person.
Even more terrifying.
He couldn't even see through the other party's cultivation level!
There was no sign of spiritual energy fluctuation on Zhang Han; he was just like an ordinary person.
But... can mortals fly up from the Cliff of Broken Souls? Can mortals stand in mid-air?
However, as the leader of the Wangshan Sect for hundreds of years, his temperament was far beyond that of ordinary people.
After a brief moment of shock, an even stronger murderous intent arose.
"Playing tricks!"
Wang Qingtian suddenly stood up, his sect leader robe embroidered with golden dragons fluttering and rustling even without wind.
boom!
A powerful aura belonging to the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm erupted from his body in an instant, sweeping across the entire square like a sudden storm.
Everyone present, including the heads of the smaller families who came to observe the ceremony, trembled and had difficulty breathing under this oppressive aura.
"Is this the aura of a Dragon Transformation Realm expert? It's terrifying!"
Someone gasped in surprise, their eyes filled with awe.
On their remote planet, Sendai is like a terrestrial deity.
At the peak of the Dragon Transformation realm, one is already a powerful overlord capable of sweeping across a region!
Wang Qingtian's eyes were wide open, and his back was ramrod straight.
If someone were to open their divine eye, they would see the great dragon of his spine roaring wildly, radiating brilliant golden light, as if a real dragon were about to break free of his body and soar into the sky.
"Zhang Han!"
Wang Qingtian's voice was icy cold, like a booming bell, making everyone's eardrums ache.
"No matter what kind of sorcery you used to escape from Broken Soul Cliff, and no matter whether you are human or ghost."
"Today is a joyous day for my son's soaring success, and also the centennial celebration of our Wangshan Sect!"
"Since you have a path to heaven but choose not to take it, you've chosen to walk into hell yourself..."
"Then I'll let you die again!"
Before he could finish speaking...
Wang Qingtian held nothing back and unleashed his strongest killing move.
"Dragon Transformation Secret Technique - Azure Dragon's Claw!!"
hold head high--!!!
A dragon's roar that shook the heavens and the earth resounded.
Wang Qingtian reached out with one hand and grabbed at the sky. Endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered wildly and condensed into a blue dragon claw the size of a house above his head.
The dragon claws were incredibly lifelike, with gleaming scales, radiating a terrifying aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
The surrounding void seemed to distort slightly under this claw, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable burden.
"Die!"
Wang Qingtian's face was contorted with rage as he pressed down hard.
The enormous azure dragon claw, carrying a world-destroying aura, slashed down towards Lin Hanzhou in mid-air!
This blow is enough to turn a mountain a thousand feet high into dust!
Those below who witnessed this scene were all horrified.
"It's over... Is this the sect leader's power? It's terrifying!"
"That Zhang Han is dead meat! Even if he were made of iron, he'd be smashed into a pulp!"
However, faced with this seemingly fatal blow...
Lin Hanzhou, who was at the center of the storm, showed a hint of disappointment on his face.
Yes, it's disappointment.
"This is the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm?"
"Using the power of the spine within his body to barely connect with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he managed to form this crude energy entity attack?"
Lin Hanzhou silently calculated in his mind.
"If it were based on the combat power system of my original world..."
"This energy fluctuation is roughly equivalent to the peak of the fourth rank, at most touching the threshold of the fifth rank."
"You can't even tickle me enough!"
Lin Hanzhou sighed inwardly.
He thought that in this world, which the system rated as "extremely dangerous," any random sect leader could easily exchange blows with him.
Is that all?
This is probably the level of a village chief in a beginner's village.
Seeing the enormous dragon claw about to strike, Lin Hanzhou finally moved.
He neither dodged nor used any magical artifacts.
He simply extended his right hand slowly, raised one index finger, and gently touched the dragon claw that was descending from the sky.
The movements were gentle, like popping a soap bubble.
"Disperse."
A single word floated out of his mouth.
The next moment, a scene that everyone present would never forget appeared.
Ding.
It was accompanied by a crisp, somewhat eerie sound.
Lin Hanzhou's finger touched the house-sized cyan dragon claw.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
Followed by.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any violent energy collision.
That seemingly indestructible cyan dragon claw, which contained the full power of the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm, actually began to disintegrate rapidly from the point where its fingertips made contact!
It's like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.
In the blink of an eye.
The enormous dragon claw transformed into countless specks of light and dissipated into the air.
"Wh...what?!"
Wang Qingtian's pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints, and the sinister smile on his face instantly froze, replaced by endless terror.