Yan Gu stood amidst the colorful rosy light, without a trace of worry.
This rosy light, emanating from the Jade Emperor Mirror, was absolutely impenetrable under high realms of life and death.
"Chu Fengmian, your strength is indeed commendable," he said, "but I will soon be promoted to Seed Disciple. Once I go to the Beimang Holy Land and perfect my Jade Mirror Divine Protection Technique, you will still meet your death next time."
Yan Gu laughed heartily.
"This time, I shall spare you. Next time I’ll take your life. Let’s go!"
Yan Gu planned to leave directly under the enhancement of the colorful rosy light.
"Thinking of leaving?"
Chu Fengmian rose into the air, a surge of Spiritual Power gathering in his palm. He shouted, forcefully enhancing the power on the War Dragon’s Claw.
The power of the War Dragon’s Claw ascended continuously, its true descent was like that of the ancient times, an era when ancient war dragons dominated the world.
The enormous dragon claw struck down from the sky.
The power contained in the War Dragon’s Claw descended like thunder, resounding out of nowhere.
The immense power it contained all struck the Jade Emperor Mirror on the top of Yan Gu’s head.
From the Jade Emperor Mirror, countless streams of colorful rosy light gathered, contending against the power of the War Dragon’s Claw.
the colorful rosy light gathered by the Jade Emperor Mirror suddenly shattered, and even the Jade Emperor Mirror itself developed countless cracks.
Under this force, it ultimately completely shattered.
The Jade Emperor Mirror turned directly into countless fragments, shattering in the air, while Yan Gu’s body was also directly suppressed by a surge of Spiritual Power.
Yan Gu fell straight from the sky, his knees harshly hitting the ground.
Under the suppression of the Spiritual Power, Yan Gu tried everything but could not contend with it at all, and knelt firmly on the ground, completely unable to struggle.
"How could this be, how could the Jade Emperor Mirror shatter? Broken by someone, how is this possible?"
Yan Gu knelt on the ground, still with a face full of shock, disbelieving.
This Jade Emperor Mirror, let alone trying to shatter it, even breaking its colorful rosy light required the strength of a high realm of life and death.
Moreover, breaking the Jade Emperor Mirror, Yan Gu’s most powerful reliance, was thus destroyed.
"Kneel properly, consider it a lesson for you. Mere ants, also dare to contend with the true dragon!"
Chu Fengmian waved his hand, numerous restrictions suddenly fell into Yan Gu’s body.
Making Yan Gu’s body firmly kneel on the ground, unable to break free in any way.
"The Jade Emperor Mirror was shattered by Chu Fengmian, how is this possible!"
"This is the protective Spiritual Artifact of the elder Master Yu Gui; even a high realm life-and-death strong practitioner could at most only break the colorful rosy light. Shattering the Jade Emperor Mirror is utterly an impossible feat."
"This person’s strength is truly terrifying, such power probably does not fall below those legendary Seed Disciples."
"Yan Gu actually ended up kneeling on the ground."
"Yan Gu kneeling on the ground, his master, elder Master Yu Gui, will not let this slide. This is a great humiliation, if he cannot get past this, Yan Gu may never have the chance to advance further."
"Beimang Academy has always honored strength above all, daring to provoke despite lesser skills and being suppressed, he got what he deserved."
Numerous disciples of Beimang Academy were unbelievably shocked.
Yan Gu was no ordinary disciple of Beimang Academy; he was an elder’s disciple, a genius among geniuses spotted and directly promoted to Inner Sect Disciple.
Yan Gu, nearly invincible, was a shoo-in for promotion to seed disciple, yet now he had been thoroughly defeated, even kneeling directly on the ground.
He had no power of Illusion Technique in Chu Fengmian’s hands.
When Chu Fengmian called Yan Gu an ant, it was not arrogance. Yan Gu could not withstand even a single move from Chu Fengmian. If not an ant before Chu Fengmian, then what?
Muyê Zhàn looked at Yan Gu, utterly shocked to see him defeated by Chu Fengmian. He couldn’t have imagined Yan Gu would be defeated so miserably.
Chu Fengmian hadn’t even used much strength before he defeated Yan Gu, even forcing him to kneel, leaving him no sliver of a chance to resist.
Such power had far surpassed their own.
"How about it, Muyê Zhàn, did you also want to teach me a lesson? Why don’t you kneel as well!"
Chu Fengmian glanced at Muyê Zhàn and scoffed.
That statement was effortlessly made, as if Muyê Zhàn was no more significant than an ant before Chu Fengmian.
Had it been said earlier, Chu Fengmian’s words would certainly have been ridiculed.
But now, since Yan Gu had been defeated by Chu Fengmian, Muyê Zhàn’s strength was, at best, on par with Yan Gu’s.
Facing Chu Fengmian, he only had a dead end.
A hint of indecision shone in Muyê Zhàn’s eyes. If he now fled ignominiously, he would never be able to hold his head high again in Beimang Academy.
But if he stayed, he would be suppressed by Chu Fengmian just like Yan Gu, directly kneeling on the ground.
Such endless humiliation, no one wanted to bear.
"Chu Fengmian, one should be lenient wherever possible. Don’t go too far!"
Muyê Zhàn stared at Chu Fengmian and spoke coldly.
"I advise you now to release Yan Gu, lest you provoke more trouble. Yan Gu’s master is Elder Yu Gui, and if you don’t let him go, anticipate Elder Yu Gui’s retribution!"
"Elder Yu Gui? Just an old fellow. If he dares to meddle with me, he too shall kneel!"
Chu Fengmian disdainfully said.
"As for you, today you shall kneel too; that is your punishment! Enough talk! Kneel!"
Chu Fengmian commanded sharply, his body suddenly moved forward, rushing up.
With one fierce palm strike towards Muyê Zhàn.
This palm strike pressed down, forcing Muyê Zhàn’s body to be utterly suppressed; he was about to no longer endure and was about to kneel.
"Damn it! You go too far, boy! Invert the heavens and earth!"
Muyê Zhàn roared like mad; bands of Spiritual Power gathered around him, forming a diagram of Yin Yang reversing, threatening to turn the heavens and earth upside down, the twisting power contained within it suddenly striking towards Chu Fengmian, intending to tear Chu Fengmian apart.
Yet Chu Fengmian, quietly, with a flick of his fingertip.
Under Muyê Zhàn’s mad gathering of twisting power, it was directly shattered.
"Just a presumptuous ant trying to overturn the heavens? Kneel!"
Chu Fengmian casually made a move, and with that palm falling,
one could see Muyê Zhàn, also crushed under the pressure of Spiritual Power, kneeling on the ground, right next to Yan Gu.