Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 559: You’re Standing on the Wrong Side
It was terrifying; she actually wanted to slay Sound! A genius like Sound must surely have a formidable trump card. Uh! Still, when they recalled Zi Ji slaying the Saint King, for a moment, they didn’t know what to think. She clearly had the strength to do so.
"Wait a moment..." Chen Pingping called out.
"Senior Brother?" Zi Ji turned back, her face full of confusion.
"There’s no need for you to act. Someone from our Wuji Sect will make a move," Chen Pingping said with a smile. He had already manifested an astral projection before this. The astral projection had been observing the battle all along.
WHOOSH!
Above the Void, waves undulated. A black figure stepped out. Above his head floated a coffin, oozing with a strange power that wrapped the figure within. No one could see his face clearly.
At this moment, Chen Pingping shouted, "It’s him! He’s been bullying us!"
A succinct sentence revealed the newcomer’s stance. He was a powerful expert from the Wuji Sect.
But wasn’t there something off about that statement? Who was bullying whom? It was clearly Zi Ji who was bullying them.
The astral projection strode forward, its eyes bursting with a cold brilliance, like swords slicing through the air. He was very, very strong. However, the Dharma Principle fluctuations spreading from him felt eerie, lacking the undulations of a domain. Was he a Lord?
What was terrifying was that the Power Path of the sword burst forth. It was as heavy as a mountain, filling the heavens and earth. Everyone was shocked.
Then, with his hands forming seals, he cast a Divine Skill. A black vortex appeared. From afar, it resembled a black flower bud blooming, the Swallowing Power spreading wantonly.
However, neither his Sword Dao nor his Divine Skills could breach Sound’s Gold Body. A golden palace fiercely protected Sound. All Skill Immune.
Sound was very calm. His Dharma Eye gazed at the figure beneath the coffin, and he laughed mockingly, "You insignificant whelp!"
Chen Pingping: "???"
What the actual heck... His composure was starting to crack. The astral projection he had manifested was his equal, possessing the same combat power, and was well-versed in his various cultivation methods. There was no discrepancy. Not to mention, he had that coffin above his head; looks scary, right? Wouldn’t ordinary cultivators kneel and worship upon seeing it, even calling him senior? Yet, how come when it came to Sound, his astral projection was utterly useless? And he called me a whelp?
「Not far away...」
"This expert from the Wuji Sect doesn’t seem that impressive!"
"Exactly! He’s not even as formidable as that little girl."
"What were they thinking?"
"I thought a Big Shot had arrived, but it turns out it’s just this kind of trash..."
BANG!
Chen Pingping’s astral projection launched another attack. His vital blood and Qi intermingled, Tao and power blending. At this moment, he was like a terrifying god of slaughter. From the darkness, his eyes opened. Hetero Pupil Skill. The world in his eyes rapidly enlarged, encompassing the entire battlefield. He wielded a sword and struck.
Upon seeing this, the cultivators who had just been discussing and questioning immediately closed their mouths, their eyes wide as they watched him. It was not a domain, yet it was comparable to one. The Sword Dao he unleashed was also exceptionally powerful; in an instant, it was Sealing Heaven and Earth, and even the Divine Brilliance of the golden palace was suppressed. A terrifying aura spread out. The crowd was stirred.
Then, his powerful Sword Dao pierced through Sound’s Dharma Eye. Of course, Sound didn’t just passively endure the assault. He activated his Tao, but the power of Chen Pingping’s astral projection’s slash was too overwhelming. Not only that, a trace of the Great Emperor’s aura also suppressed him at that moment.
His Dharma Eye shattered into pieces. The palace behind him rapidly dimmed.
Yet Sound’s figure remained unmoved. He said softly, "Worthy of being her Disciple."
Chen Pingping: "..."
He understood. When Sound had called him a ’whelp,’ it had been aimed at him, not because his astral projection’s identity was concealed.
"The Tree of Great Dao, I shall claim it. And you... I will slay you just the same." Sound smirked contemptuously, waving his hand as the palace behind him shone anew. The golden Divine Brilliance became even more dazzling, eventually illuminating the night sky. He stood there as if he were a God, his Divine Might and terrifying power spreading wantonly, unhidden. It seemed as though an ancient God within him was awakening. In an instant, he also felt like an Ancient Ferocious Beast...
The earth trembled violently, and the desert behind him began to collapse in huge swathes.
Dugu Qingfeng’s expression changed slightly. "He’s about to open his eyes!"
"No..." Sound shook his head. "The time has not yet come."
At that moment, his state reached its peak. Although he hadn’t opened his eyes, the terrible oppression felt as if mountains were pressing down on everyone’s hearts—heavy, oppressive, suffocating.
Then, with a flick of his finger, he executed a Sword Slash. It was as fast as lightning and enveloped by Dharma Heaven and Earth.
PFFT!
The sword from his fingertip pierced through Chen Pingping’s astral projection; even the Great Emperor’s aura couldn’t withstand it. The astral projection shattered. The black coffin flew away into the Void.
Everyone was shocked, breathless. Even Chen Pingping wore a solemn expression he hadn’t shown since he began cultivating.
This man is incredibly strong. He saw through my astral projection in a glance, and not even a Great Emperor’s aura could block his attack!
"Do you believe in karma?" Sound spoke.
Without his Dharma Eye, no one knew to whom he was speaking, because a crowd of people stood before him. But Chen Pingping knew Sound was speaking to him.
Sound continued, "You have decent strength, some foundation, but it’s a pity... you’re on the wrong side." His tone was very light, as if tinged with regret and lament.
Chen Pingping remained silent.
"I cannot kill you now, but... after a period of time, perhaps I can. So, you’d better stay alive." Sound’s Divine Brilliance faded, and he returned to calmness.
Throughout, he had never paid any attention to Dugu Qingfeng. In his eyes, Dugu Qingfeng was not a formidable enemy, at most a minor nuisance. Even Zi Ji’s ability to slay a Saint King hadn’t prompted Sound to speak; he only did so after Chen Pingping appeared. Therefore, the cultivators watching gradually realized this.
Heh! Chen Pingping laughed.
Can’t kill me now, but you can in time? What kind of twisted logic is that? If you have the guts, open your damn eyes! I’d like to see just how strong you really are!
He was dismissive. Opening his eyes wide, he said domineeringly, "Touching me is one thing, but if you dare lay a finger on my little junior sister, I might just have to annihilate your entire clan."
Yue Wuxia once said that Sound’s cultivation was very peculiar, different from ordinary people. So he surmised that the ’period of time’ Sound mentioned probably referred to obtaining the Tree of Great Dao. Otherwise, he would likely have opened both his eyes by now.
Sound remained silent.
The onlooking cultivators finally had their suspicions confirmed: he really was speaking to Chen Pingping, completely ignoring Zi Ji and Dugu Qingfeng beside him.
Terrifying. Does that mean Chen Pingping is far stronger than them? Sound is wary of Chen Pingping.
Cang Yun was frustrated. But how can that be? "He’s only ranked tenth on the Wind Cloud List!"
Liu Changqing murmured to himself, Does that matter?
"That is him," Alan spoke.
