Myriad Daos of the Heaven

Golden Spirit Immortal!

’So this is the terrifying aspect of golden spiritual power?’

Everyone who witnessed this scene turned pale. They were shocked, and a thread of fear crept into their hearts.

He Feng, the lead disciple of the Mountain Sect and its future Young Sect Leader, had already reached the Innate Second Realm Early Stage at the age of twenty-four. Aside from the mysterious Prince of the Celestial Pearl Country’s Royal Race, he was considered the strongest of the country’s younger generation.

How powerful must a casual finger strike from such a person be!?

Yet now, his attack had been extinguished by a golden Finger Light, a light that remained undiminished as it shot toward him, making him feel a sense of threat.

The power of a single finger strike from a Fourth Layer Mortal Warrior could actually threaten a genius Spirit Cultivator at the Innate Second Realm Early Stage?

If word of this got out, no one would believe it. But everyone had seen it with their own eyes, so how could they not?

Facing this golden Finger Light, He Feng pointed his finger again.

This time, he truly unleashed the power of the Innate Second Realm Early Stage. The Finger Light he condensed from his Spiritual Power was layered with Spiritual Patterns and radiated a powerful aura.

"CRACK!"

This time, the cyan and golden beams of Finger Light finally vanished simultaneously.

But everyone fell silent, feeling as though they were in a dream.

An Innate Second Realm Early Stage expert, the number one young master in Celestial Pearl Country, had actually needed two finger attacks to destroy a single Golden Spirit Finger Light from his opponent. This was...

He Feng’s heart now burned with rage and a deep sense of humiliation, all because of Jiang Jichen.

’However, his opponent’s golden spiritual power truly is terrifying!’

At that moment, as He Feng faced the calm Jiang Jichen, who hadn’t spoken a single word since appearing, a chill unexpectedly rose in his heart.

’But Jiang Jichen is only at the Fourth Layer Mortal Realm, after all. I absolutely cannot let him mature. He must die today.’

However, He Feng did not attack again. Instead, he stared coldly at Jiang Jichen and said, "Jiang Jichen, are you just going to stand there and watch this little girl die in front of you?"

From beginning to end, Jiang Jichen’s expression remained perfectly calm, without the slightest change. He stared coldly at He Feng, Jin Mu, and the lead disciple of the Flower Rain Sect, his gaze sending a chill deep into their hearts.

The boy was clearly just a Fourth Layer Mortal Warrior, so why did he give them such an incredibly dangerous feeling, as if they were being watched by a beast from the Primordial Chaos?

At last, Jiang Jichen spoke, his voice so calm it was devoid of any emotion. "If you release them and let us leave, I can pretend that nothing happened here today."

His voice was calm, but everyone could naturally hear the threat within it.

Even if he possessed golden spiritual power, he was still just at the Fourth Layer Mortal Realm. He was trapped in their encirclement, truly in a desperate situation. Where did such confidence and dominance come from?

Everyone just assumed Jiang Jichen had gone mad!

Jin Mu, the lead disciple of the Golden Snake Sect, lifted Zhang Xiaoyu and threw him to the ground, then planted his foot on Zhang Xiaoyu’s head. "Kid, I didn’t think you’d be so arrogant. It’s one thing to kill people from my Golden Snake Sect, but now you want me to release a sect traitor? Who do you think you are? No matter who comes today, no one can save you, and no one can save him!"

The lead disciple of the Flower Rain Sect laughed charmingly. "A hero’s spirit truly is found in the young. He Feng, if you had been as brave and fearless as this boy back then, I would have been yours long ago!"

Everyone knew that the women of the Flower Rain Sect had always been outrageously forward with their words. Many of them even cultivated Charm Skills, so no one found her comment strange.

He Feng’s expression had turned incredibly ugly. Without a word, he snatched Little Yue’Er and pushed her forward. Spiritual Power flowed from his hand, hovering over her small head. With just a slight press, her head would surely explode.

"It seems you don’t understand your current situation. In that case, I’ll stop wasting words. Seal your own cultivation and crawl over to me like a dog. Otherwise, if this palm of mine falls, you can imagine the result."

He Feng said with a grim expression, cyan Spiritual Patterns flowing in his palm like rippling waves, ready to descend upon Little Yue’Er’s head at any moment.

Seeing this, some of the onlookers began to feel ashamed of He Feng’s methods.

He was only facing a Fourth Layer Mortal Warrior. Why resort to such despicable tactics and threaten him with a little girl!

Jiang Jichen’s heart sank. In a frigid voice, he said, "Fine, I’ll do as you wish. But from this day forward, I share a feud of life and death with the Mountain Sect, the Golden Snake Sect, and the Flower Rain Sect. I swear here and now, on the day of my return, I will slaughter every single person involved in this matter!"

After speaking, Jiang Jichen raised his palm and swiftly struck himself several times.

"PFFT!"

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and his face instantly became as pale as paper.

His voice was hoarse as he said, "There. My cultivation is sealed. Can you release them now?"

Everyone watched this scene in utter shock, unable to believe that Jiang Jichen would seal his own cultivation under such circumstances. He was already in a desperate situation; now, it was a hopeless one.

Had Jiang Jichen gone mad? To seal his own cultivation in a desperate situation for a little girl who had no relation to him?

If it were them, no one would do such a thing, nor would they be able to.

Regarding Jiang Jichen’s actions, some were moved, while others felt contempt and silently cursed him for his foolishness.

Behind him, Han Qing finally snapped back to his senses and cried out, "Jiang Jichen, you..."

Jiang Jichen waved his hand, signaling for him to be quiet. Seeing the gesture, a strange glint flashed in Han Qing’s eyes, and he fell silent.

He Feng hadn’t expected Jiang Jichen to be so direct and decisive, sealing his own cultivation without a shred of hesitation.

This so-called "sealing one’s cultivation" didn’t just block Spiritual Power; it also damaged the Spirit Vein and Qi Sea. Even after the seal was released, it would take several days before one could hope to use Spiritual Power again.

If Jiang Jichen had truly sealed his cultivation and couldn’t use his golden spiritual power, he would be no different from a cripple. He Feng could kill him with a casual slap of his palm. Yet for some reason, a sense of unease bloomed in his heart.

"Wait. You were too quick to agree. I suspect a trick!" He Feng said, stopping Jiang Jichen from approaching.

"If you don’t believe me, you can have someone come over and inspect me. It wouldn’t matter if you sealed me again. I’ve just never seen someone as cowardly as you."

Jiang Jichen stood indifferently, letting the blood trickle from the corner of his mouth.

In the distance, Little Yue’Er bit her lip hard, trying not to cry. She was afraid she would affect her "big brother."

Stung by Jiang Jichen’s taunt, He Feng’s face turned ashen, but he didn’t lash out. Instead, he said coldly, "In a moment, we’ll see just how much courage you have. Seventh Junior Brother, go and seal him again!"

At He Feng’s command, a young Mountain Sect disciple of about twenty walked out and swaggered over to Jiang Jichen’s side.

At the same time, Jiang Jichen had also walked forward some distance, only to be blocked by the Mountain Sect disciple five meters away from Little Yue’Er.

"Senior Brother told you to crawl over like a dog, yet you dared to walk. You base thing, you don’t know what’s good for you."

As he spoke, the young Mountain Sect disciple attacked without mercy. Powerful Spiritual Power flowed from his hands as he struck at the various Spiritual Acupoints on Jiang Jichen’s body. He wasn’t just trying to seal his Spiritual Power—he was trying to cripple his Spiritual Acupoints. His methods were utterly ruthless.