Chapter 1085 - 988: Return to Tranquility of the Dao (Two Chapters in One)_2

Boom!!

An immense true force surged in the void, making the entire Taiyang Palace tremble and sway.

As if it could be shattered and collapsed at any moment!

The atmosphere was terrifying to the extreme, directly bursting out of Taiyang Palace, causing the clouds in the sky to collapse and the weather within a hundred miles to drastically change!

Inside and outside the Yan Capital Imperial City, whether ordinary people or martial artists, all looked up at the sky, their faces full of uncertainty and fear.

Martial Artists above the Innate realm were even more stunned, their faces changing dramatically.

"My God! This is a Saint Lord-level atmospheric pressure, being released without restraint. Could it be faced with some strong enemy!?"

"Impossible! This atmospheric pressure is originating from the Yan Capital Imperial City! It should be the Ruoxia Saint Lord beside the Female Emperor. Who would dare to attack this Saint Lord?"

"Ruoxia Saint Lord was praised by the Female Emperor as the strongest under the Great Saint and once had a record of killing same-rank Saint Lords. Indeed, no one should be looking for trouble with her, but what's happening now? Such a great commotion clearly points to her."

"Is it possible that Ruoxia Saint Lord is sparring with Empress Taiyang, thus manifesting such an aura?"

"You're clueless about what this level of atmospheric pressure signifies. This is Ruoxia Saint Lord attacking with full force, not just sparring!"

"What, full-on attack!? Could it be that a Saint Lord from another country invaded the Yan Capital Imperial City?"

"Damn! This is too exaggerated! How could such a thing happen!"

Martial Artists above the Innate realm have extremely strong perceptive abilities, especially after Ruoxia became frantic, showing the embryonic power of a Saint's anomaly without regard for cost. Many therefore sensed the change in the Yan Capital Imperial City and were utterly shocked.

Within Qinglong City, Big Black naturally also felt the atmospheric pressure and weather changes of the Yan Capital Imperial City.

However, he was unperturbed, as such martial artists could not even be considered ants to Qin Heng, who could possibly kill them with a single slap in an instant. There was no need to spend any time on such matters.

However, the seven semi-saints of the Wangs were petrified.

All trembled, faces white, eyes dull as they looked towards the direction of the Yan Capital Imperial City, with expressions full of fear.

"My lord, what's happening over at the Yan Capital Imperial City?" one semi-saint, summoning his courage, asked Big Black.

He had already reached the pinnacle of the semi-saint stage, just one opportunity away from being a real saint.

In this era, a martial artist of such rank is definitely considered a worldly-powerful figure.

Yet, upon perceiving the atmosphere from the Yan Capital Imperial City, he felt as if he were a mere insignificant ant, not even worth mentioning!

Too terrifying!

Truly terrifying!

What level of power is this? How mighty is this? Even the legendary immortal gods couldn't be more formidable!

If not for Big Black's presence, he might feel compelled to kneel down and worship towards the direction of the Yan Capital Imperial City.

That aura reaching toward the nine heavens seemed to dominate all things in the world, truly fearsome!

The most crucial factor is!

He guessed the phenomenon was possibly due to the teenager who had previously gone to the Yan Capital, claiming he was seeking the Dragon Country's Emperor!

The one denoted as "Immortal Venerable" by the mysterious and formidable person before him, with an overwhelmingly strong aura, undoubtedly a saint's rank, possibly even more potent.

Could it really be him provoking the Ruoxia Saint Lord, triggering a shocking battle?

The more the semi-saint thought, the more possible it seemed, and finally unable to resist, he asked Big Black: "Is it, the person who went to the Yan Capital Imperial City earlier engaged in battle with the Ruoxia Saint Lord?"

Initially, Big Black ignored the semi-saint's inquiry, but now this question made him lift his head and gaze at the semi-saint.

As soon as Big Black's gaze met him, the semi-saint immediately felt himself plunged into an endless darkness, only awaiting the arrival of destruction and decay, never to be able to extricate himself. He would finally blend into the darkness, yet would not die, enduring eternal torment.

What is this? What is happening!?

Mind filled with incomparable fear, then he suddenly realized he was still with the Wangs, as if no darkness, decay, or destruction ever existed.

Just now, what happened!? What just occurred!? He stood bewildered, expression left with despair and fear, then he heard Big Black's voice again.

"Engaged in battle?" Big Black's tone was disdainful, snorting coldly: "Can an ant even engage in battle with the Immortal Venerable?"

Ant, an ant!?

This statement left the semi-saint who asked dumbfounded, as well as the other six semi-saints.

What does an ant mean!? The one acting now is the strongest Saint Lord under the Great Saint, Ruoxia Saint Lord!

In an era without the Great Saints, Ruoxia Saint Lord could indeed be called the world's strongest, invincible on earth with no issue!

And now, treated as an ant - an ant that can be crushed to death at will!?

Too excessive!

Truly excessive, completely beyond a normal person's comprehension!

Simply inconceivable!

Meanwhile, within the Yan Capital Imperial City, Ruoxia's "pseudo" most powerful True Gang had been condensed!

She hovered in the air, looking down on Qin Heng like a Heavenly God gazing at lowly ants.

Whether in Empress Taiyang or Ruoxia's eyes, Qin Heng was certainly doomed.

The moment Ruoxia unveiled her full power, this outcome was already determined.

"Do you have any last words?" Ruoxia raised her chin slightly, extremely arrogant, stating: "I allow you to leave the last trace of yourself in this world. Such a young Saint Lord is quite rare; you have earned this right."

"Low cultivation, big words." Qin Heng laughed, raised his palm, saying: "If you can escape from under my palm, I'll spare you."

"You're courting death!" Ruoxia instantly enraged, her surrounding aura soared violently, creating countless terrifying storms like thousands of sharp blades cutting towards Qin Heng!

Slash!

Whoos whoos whoos!!

The void shrieked, the sound of air being sliced continually reverberated within Taiyang Palace.

Qin Heng's maneuvering space was entirely blocked by the innumerable aura blades; there was nowhere to go - front, back, left, right, or above and below!

"Arrogant and ignorant boy, give up resisting; you are surely doomed!" Ruoxia stood in the sky, hands behind her back, coldly snorting: "The gap between us is like a chasm you can never cross. Before me, you are an insignificant ant, easy to crush, such as now - there's no escape, you can only wait here for death."

Yet Qin Heng remained silent, casually releasing his palm.

This palm, plain and simple, without any abnormality, like a regular person lightly brushing out.

Seemingly without any attack power.

However, at the instant Qin Heng released this palm, all things in heaven and earth fell silent, even the void violently disturbed by Ruoxia's aura was soothed.

This palm seemed to be the force that restored all quiet in the world.

At this moment, Qin Heng appeared to have transformed into a Daoist Venerable seated at the center of the infinite universe, with boundless golden light illuminating all.

Ruoxia's expression changed, from lofty to unperturbed, transformed into shock, disbelief, and finally despair!

"What is this!?"

She exclaimed, then no further sound was heard.

Under this palm, this world-unmatched Saint Lord had not even an iota of resistance power, directly turning into nothingness, not a trace of ashes left, extinguished in both form and spirit!

This palm named "Return to Quiet" was a supreme immortal method demonstrated by Taiching Daoist Heaven Venerable while listening to Qin Heng's preaching in a past life.

Now, Qin Heng casually modified it, transforming it into a far stronger supreme divine skill than the original version.

Even at the peak of Foundation Establishment stage, its application could instantly reduce deities to nonexistence, never to be seen again!

Ruoxia, a mere Saint Lord, dying under this palm, was truly an honor.

"How, how is this possible!?" Empress Taiyang now stunned, frozen, eyes wide and appearing incredibly alarmed.

Qin Heng remained unfazed, as if nothing had happened, his gaze fixed on Empress Taiyang, walking toward her slowly, smiling: "Now, let's talk about significant matters."