Chapter 446: Xiaoyue Beginning to Show Her Might (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

"Excellent!" several cultivators following Nangong Zhuo exclaimed, their faces flushed with excitement and fervor. "Is this the Cloud-Grabbing Hand?!"

"The Cloud-Grabbing Hand that bends all creation to its will?! The young master deployed such a supreme art right from the start. That little girl of the Jiang family is in for a bitter defeat this time!" another cultivator remarked.

Yet before the words could fully leave his mouth, Jiang Xiaoyue was seen holding her communication jade in one hand, her slender fingers dancing rapidly across it as she typed a message: "Can't talk now, some obnoxious fellow is trying to snatch my communication jade!"

Meanwhile, her left hand swept out in a circle, launching a palm strike like a phantom, like a sudden clap of thunder, invested with a thousand catties of force in an instant: the seventh style of the Cloud-Dispersing Palm, Sky-Tearing Cloud-Dispersal!

A palm force capable of tearing heaven and earth apart erupted fiercely, and with the sound of ripping silk, that spirit-infused great hand of Nangong Zhuo was instantly torn to shreds!

"What?!"

"Young Master?!"

The several Nangong family disciples fell into a panic.

Nongong Zhuo's face grew increasingly livid, his pride somewhat wounded, his eyes narrowing slightly: "No matter. Just now, this young master used but ten percent of his power. I did not expect you, a girl of such tender years, to possess some modicum of cultivation. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant!"

Nangong Zhuo clasped his hands before his chest, four fingers pressed together, forming a peculiar hand seal. He said coldly, "This is the Thunder-Flame Sword Seal of my Nangong family. Utilizing it here today can be considered an honor for you, little girl."

As his hands joined in the seal, fierce thunder flashed all around, and terrifying flames surged into the heavens. The billowing waves of fire circled in the sky like dragons, lightning and fire intertwining, until in an instant, they transformed into a colossal sword of fire above everyone's heads. The sword of thunder and fire hung high in the void, accompanied by the massive, ear-splitting roars of thunder and the howling of flames; before the sword was even unleashed, a pressure as immense as Mount Tai had already rendered everyone below incapable of movement!

Then Li Lanruo saw a small hand reach over: "Sister Lanruo, help me record this, hehe!"

Li Lanruo: "!!??"

Circulating the advanced Shushan Sect mental cultivation method used by Xu Changqing, she thought, "It seems I can move too...?"

She hurriedly pointed the communication jade toward the battlefield.

"Burn!" With a great shout from Nangong Zhuo, the flames in the sky poured down like a raging tide.

In nearly an instant, they submerged Jiang Xiaoyue!

The nearby Nangong family disciples could not help but wear triumphant smiles: "A mere slip of a girl, and she dared to challenge the young master?"

Right at that moment, an incredibly terrifying heat suddenly swept out in all directions.

Where Jiang Xiaoyue stood, a staggering pillar of fiery gas suddenly rose into the sky.

The faces of the Nangong family disciples registered slight shock: "Dragon Flame?!"

This pillar of fire expanded rapidly outward like an explosion, and at the same time, a delicate shout rang out: "Uraaaaaaagh!"

Ultimate Final Battle Esoteric Art: Mu-Shiki!

A petite figure, enveloped entirely in glowing orange-hot flames, dragged a succession of heavy afterimages behind her with absolute ferocity. Nangong Zhuo saw only a single fist silhouette, rushing toward him bearing countless overlapping shadows of punches!

The speed was unimaginable.

Almost at the exact same instant, a dim, clear light suddenly lit up upon his exceedingly luxurious Daoist robe.

Subsequently, Jiang Xiaoyue's fist slammed into the clear light.

Amid his astonishment, Nangong Zhuo still held a trace of arrogance: "Even if you broke my Thunder-Flame Sword Seal, what of it? Can you break my Thousand-Evolution Dao Robe? You are only in your teens; the gap in cultivation between you and me is irreproachable—"

Before his words could finish, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

The heavy layers of fist shadows trailing behind Jiang Xiaoyue all converged into one at this moment.

Those fist shadows seemed not to be illusions, but substantial entities, striking Nangong Zhuo's luxurious robe with a thudding sound like the beating of a drum.

And that was not the end of it; her hands flung upward, and several phantoms followed, throwing out a sheet of bursting firelight.

Then, the flames in Jiang Xiaoyue's hands rose like a dancing dragon as she leapt into the air.

Amidst a series of popping sounds resembling roasting beans, Nangong Zhuo's robes billowed wildly, and the clear light at his chest suddenly shattered, followed by the tearing open of a massive gash!

Countless flames surged inward.

Caught entirely off guard, Nangong Zhuo was sent flying backward on the spot.

Jiang Xiaoyue landed, clapped her hands, and said triumphantly to Li Lanruo, who was already staring in daze: "Sister Lanruo, was I handsome just now?!"

"This move is called the Ultimate Final Battle Mu-Shiki," Jiang Xiaoyue explained as if listing her treasures. "If it weren't for the fact that this princess hasn't fully mastered it, I could punch through a thousand pieces of such garbage clothing!"

The spectating disciples of the Wentian Sword Palace and other cultivators belonging to the Nangong family's forces felt their faces turn dark: "..."

"Young Master, are you alright?!" several Nangong family disciples hurriedly ran forward.

Nangong Zhuo spat out a mouthful of fresh blood with a "wah," his face contorted in a grimace, his eyes now filled with nothing but sky-turning hatred.

"You court death!" He opened his mouth, and a streak of black qi flew out from within.

It was revealed to be a peculiarly shaped small sword, gleaming with black light.

The moment this sword appeared, a terrifying bolt of lightning suddenly manifested across the clear sky.

As if provoking the wrath of heaven and earth, fierce thunders crashed together!

"Young Master, this... this is!?" The surrounding Nangong family disciples looked at this peculiarly shaped small sword, black as ink, with absolute terror.

Upon that small sword, there seemed to reside an extremely eerie demonic power, capable of sucking away a person's soul.

After taking a single glance at the small sword, the several Nangong family members seemed to lose their autonomy; their pupils dilated vastly, their gazes becoming increasingly dull and vacant.

It was as if the voices of countless evil ghosts and demons were whispering in their ears, frantic ravings that seemed capable of triggering the most frenzied demonic thoughts deep within the human heart.

The surrounding heaven and earth grew increasingly dim and dark, as if to drag all living souls into a dark abyss.

A mile away from this location.

"This is bad, Senior Sister," the girl in green exclaimed in shock. "Nangong Zhuo has used that sword!"

Nangong Zhuo's talent and comprehension might not be the absolute best among all geniuses, but he possessed a spiritual sword born alongside him, one of matchless and absolute power.

Once this sword emerged, nothing could withstand it! Back then, relying on this very sword at a mere nineteen years of age, he had slain three demonic flood dragons in the Abyssal Sea, shocking the contemporary world.

"Move aside!" The woman in the

As if struck by a speeding train, the two of them were sent flying backward on the spot.

Immediately after, even more disciples of the Nangong family surged forward like madmen, their techniques fierce and insidious, appearing entirely reckless with their own lives.

Even the exotic beast was instantly torn open, several deep wounds ripping across its body.

Yet Jiang Xiaoyuan leisurely cast a defensive barrier and applied a magical buff, a stream of clear light erupting above the divine beast's head—Heal!

The injuries just sustained began to mend at a pace visible to the naked eye.

Nongong Zhuo: "!!??"

What in the world is that?!

His eyes nearly bulged right out of his head.

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First, my thanks to the new Alliance Leader White King and the new Sect Master Yi Jian Mu Feng, as for the extra chapters... it will have to wait until after the New Year, I hope you understand.

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