Boring

The red-robed figure was known as the Red-Robed Calamity. During the Great Yu era, his appearance had signified boundless death; anyone who saw him would tremble from head to toe, begging only for a swift end. Looking down at the desperately pleading populace, he had always felt utterly exhilarated, relishing this feeling of looking down from above, holding life and death in his grasp. Now, however, it was his turn to feel terror. The pressure radiating from the woman before him was something even the Imperial Preceptor could not produce. Just who was she? He had investigated Qingzhou beforehand; there were no Tribulation Transcendence cultivators here at all. How could such a horrifying entity appear? Even for a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, rushing to Qingzhou would take time. Furthermore, how had she appeared here without making a sound? And how had she managed to bind him, a master of spatial arts? Which faction did she belong to? Question after question bubbled up uncontrollably in his mind. "Wh-Who are you?" Only then did he realize that in the grip of extreme terror, a tremor had crept into his voice without him even noticing. Yun Zhi had no intention of answering an enemy's questions; he was not worth a reply. She reached out a fair hand, the bells on her snow-white wrist chiming softly. *Pfft—* A massive crater caved in across the red-robed figure's chest. He went flying backward, half his teeth knocked clean out. The blast tore away his hood, exposing an aged face stitched together from countless human skins. He felt as if he had been struck by a torrential force vast as an ocean, or as if a cascade of falling stars had plummeted from the heavens and smashed into the mortal realm. It was an unrivaled, unfathomable power, pushed to the absolute extreme. *Run!* Getting knocked back turned out to be a blessing in disguise, breaking him free of the spatial confinement. Leaving the two thoroughly dazed ancient Body Integration cultivators behind, he lashed out with his whip, tearing open space to flee into the distance. As the whip swung, a spatial rift cracked open—only for Yun Zhi's figure to emerge from the other side of it, gazing expressionlessly at him. "Die!" Lightning coiled around the whip as he lashed it toward Yun Zhi, a single bolt packing enough power to cleave a city in two. Yun Zhi ignored the lightning on the whip, grabbed the whip flying at her, and kicked him square in the body. *Pfft—* Where she kicked was mangled into a bloody mess. The red-robed figure coughed up a huge mouthful of blood, staggered back two paces, and sank to his knees. The provincial governor was utterly dumbfounded. That was a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, yet in Yun Zhi's hands, he was like a toddler, unable to stir up the slightest wave. He knew that the Acting Sect Master of the Dao Seeking Sect was Yun Zhi. To hold that position, her combat strength was certainly not inferior to Daoist Buyu's. But he truly had never imagined her prowess would be terrifying to this extent. Below, Lan Ting, Bai Ming, and Yan Tianzhi stood with their mouths hanging open in shock. Facing a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator ought to require someone of an immortal sect patriarch's caliber. How could a junior who ranked lower in seniority than an immortal sect's master step forward and defeat the enemy with such an overwhelming, invincible posture? Lan Ting finally understood why her master was reluctant to speak of Yun Zhi. Her strength had already reached an unimaginable height. *Wait, if Senior Sister Yun Zhi forces me to marry Lu Yang, what should I do?* Lan Ting thought, a sudden flicker of joy welling up in her heart. Bai Ming felt he ought to go back and persuade his master that there was no need to constantly find fault with the Dao Seeking Sect. They were all Daoist peers among the immortal sects; there was nothing wrong with sitting down and talking things through. Even if the Dao Seeking Sect sat while the Five Elements Sect stood during the discussion, it wouldn't be unacceptable. Then again, the Dao Seeking Sect's Second Elder had taken a liking to his master's mother, which made things awkward. Forget it, better to keep finding fault with the Dao Seeking Sect. Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, well aware of Yun Zhi's strength, were not at all surprised by this sight. It would be bizarre if a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator could pull any tricks in their Eldest Senior Sister's hands. Xia Qun finally understood why his clan's Old Ancestor had personally stepped outside to welcome this senior from the Dao Seeking Sect. Yet the most frightened of all was Vice Cult Master Shi. He knew Yun Zhi had suppressed the masters of the Four Great Immortal Sects during their tournament, but he had never expected her to suppress the red-robed figure so effortlessly. *The red-robed figure should be at early Tribulation Transcendence. To suppress him so easily... could it be that the Dao Seeking Sect's Eldest Senior Sister is already a half-immortal figure like the old ancestors of the Dragon and Phoenix Clans? How young is she? A monster...* *Wait, the Heavenly Court Cult's master fought this monster to a standstill?!* He suddenly recalled another matter, which meant the Heavenly Court Cult's foundation was far greater than he had estimated! *Ancient geniuses feared by immortals, Nine Great Heavenly Kings, a half-immortal cult master... What else is there that our Nine Nether Cult doesn't know?!* *Indeed, what we know is only what the Heavenly Court Cult wants us to know. Their reserves probably go far beyond this!* *Choosing to cooperate rather than oppose the Heavenly Court Cult was the wisest decision.* *As for Cult Master Qin's reincarnation... better leave her in the Heavenly Court Cult. She was our former cult master after all; once she regains her memories, she should still have feelings for our Nine Nether Cult.* Suddenly, Vice Cult Master Shi's expression shifted, and he hurried away. *Damn it, another month is up already!* ... Blood gurgled in the red-robed figure's throat, his voice muffled, his eyes bloodshot and ablaze with madness. "Heheh, to think I would run into someone at the half-immortal level. Even if I die, I'm taking you with me!" The red-robed figure went berserk. Boundless glamorous crimson flowers sprouted once more around his feet, blossoming with the herald of death. The enchanting flowers detonated one after another, deafening and thunderous. Heaven and earth trembled, evoking deep, soulful dread in all who beheld them. "If you dodge, the explosion of my daturas will blast half the province into a crater!" Yun Zhi remained indifferent, not even lifting an eyelid. His words did not even tempt her to reply. "Boring." ... A string of explosions resounded through heaven and earth. The billowing smoke blocked all divine senses, leaving everyone ignorant of the battle's outcome. "Could that senior be all right?" Hearing the red-robed figure's threat, the cultivators attending the gathering couldn't help but worry. No matter how powerful the grand cultivator who came to their rescue was, taking such an attack without injury seemed impossible. Whether Tribulation Transcendence or half-immortal, these realms were far beyond what ordinary cultivators could fathom. "She must have other means to block it," a companion muttered, though lacking confidence. "Let's hope so." The other cultivators at the gathering shared similar anxieties. The pressure the red-robed figure had brought upon them was simply too overwhelming, a weight that felt like the destruction of the world. Just as everyone was fraught with worry, Yun Zhi slowly descended through the air, dragging the red-robed figure behind her as she walked upon empty space, coming to a halt before Lu Yang. Knowing his Eldest Senior Sister's strength, Lu Yang had never once worried about her safety. He curiously craned his neck to look at the figure behind her. He could hardly be called a red-robed figure anymore; the mysterious red garments had been blown to tatters in the explosion, and his charred, shapeless body no longer bore any resemblance to a human, entirely unrecognizable from before. "Dead?" Lu Yang thought to himself: *Did Eldest Senior Sister strike so ruthlessly that even his soul wasn't spared?* Inside his spiritual space, the Immortal Fairy pouted her lips. "Only a corpse left. The soul slipped away." Yun Zhi's expression remained unchanged. "I know. I want to see where he runs to."