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Chapter 577 Yu Longxuan Vs Nie Fengzhuo!
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Whoosh!Yu Longxuan moved as lightning erupted from his palm like a violent storm unleashed, tearing through the air with a sharp, deafening crack.
The killing intent within it was real.
This was not intimidation.
This was an execution.
The Seventh Prince's eyes were filled with confidence.
Since his humiliation at Mo Tianji's hands, he had thrown himself into relentless cultivation.
Day and night without rest.
And the results spoke for themselves.
Soul Formation Realm!
A level far beyond most of his peers.
More importantly, he had crossed realms to fight.
He had defeated cultivators in the Spirit Severing Realm as well.
That alone was enough to place him among the top of his generation.
So in his eyes-Nie Fengzhuo?
Just another stepping stone.
Someone who dared to stand in his way.
Someone who would be crushed.
"You overestimate yourself!"
Yu Longxuan's voice thundered as the lightning in his hand surged even more violently.
In an instant, he appeared before Nie Fengzhuo.
The lightning strike descended.
Fast.
Fierce.
But Nie Fengzhuo didn't move as he calmly watched Yu Longxuan make his
move.
"Sigh!"
Slowly, he raised his hand, and a sword appeared.
"Did you think that sword could protect you?"
Yu Longxuan asked mockingly as he struck Nie Fengzhuo. BANG!!!
A terrifying surge of Qi exploded outward.
Shockwaves tore through the courtyard.
Stone tiles shattered.
Disciples were forced back.
Even elders narrowed their eyes.
But at the center of it all, Nie Fengzhuo stood still.
Not even a single step back.
His robes fluttered slightly from the aftermath, but that was all.
The fierce attack from the Seventh Prince had been completely blocked.
Yu Longxuan's pupils shrank.
That strike-he knew exactly how much power he had used.
Even a Spirit Severing cultivator would not dare take it so casually.
And yet, Nie Fengzhuo had done so....
Nie Fengzhuo lowered his sword slightly.
His gaze remained calm, almost indifferent. "You done?"
His voice carried no mockery nor any anger.
To him, Yu Longxuan truly wasn't much.
A prince raised on resources.
Fed with pills.
Pushed upward by status and backing.
Such people often looked powerful on the surface...
But in real combat?
They were nothing more than paper tigers.
Of course, comparing Yu Longxuan to those useless young masters wouldn't be
entirely fair.
He did have some strength.
But that was all.
It didn't match the arrogance he displayed.
In Nie Fengzhuo's eyes-even his past self, the one who fought against Bai Xueqing in the Dragon and Phoenix Competition, would have been enough to suppress the current Yu Longxuan.
Not to mention, with his current cultivation-Peak of the Soul Formation Realm.
Yu Longxuan's expression twisted.
His teeth clenched tightly.
That look.
That tone.
That indifference-
It stabbed deeper than any insult.
And in that instant, a memory surfaced. Mo Tianji, looking down on him.
The same gaze.
The same dismissal.
The same feeling of being... insignificant.
"Don't get ahead of yourself!"
Yu Longxuan roared, his aura erupting wildly.
"Blocking one strike means nothing!"
Lightning surged again.
More violent!
More powerful!
He struck again and again!
Each attack carried killing intent.
But it didn't change anything.
Nie Fengzhuo moved effortlessly.
A step to the side, he avoided one strike.
A slight lift of his sword, another was deflected.
A turn of his wrist, the lightning dispersed.
There was no panic nor any sign that he was even taking this seriously.
The gap was obvious.
And that only made Yu Longxuan more furious.
Meanwhile, Nie Fengzhuo's thoughts remained steady.
He wasn't worried about losing.
That had never even crossed his mind.
What concerned him was something else entirely.
His opponent was a prince.
Killing him here?
It might not bring immediate retaliation from other princes or princesses.
In fact, some might even applaud it.
One less competitor.
But that didn't mean there would be no consequences.
The Imperial Family was still the Imperial Family.
If they didn't do anything to the killer of a royal, it would diminish their
authority.
Obviously, they would send Imperial Guards to capture him or even target his
entire clan.
And more importantly, the Crimson Thunder Palace.
They would never let it go.
The Nie Clan and the Xue Clan-
Both would be dragged into the aftermath.
Right now, he was here as a guest.
Invited to discuss an alliance.
In this unstable period, unaligned forces were the most vulnerable.
That was why the Nie Clan had reached out.
They sought cooperation with a First-Rate Clan like the Xue Clan, who also didn't want to get involved in the battle for the throne.
But now, because of this conflict, everything risked collapsing.
(...Troublesome!)
Nie Fengzhuo deflected another strike.
His eyes flickered slightly.
He needed to end this.
Otherwise, this situation would only escalate further.
Nie Fengzhuo's eyes flickered.
Then his aura rose like a blade being drawn from its sheath.
A sharp, suffocating pressure spread outward.
Yu Longxuan's movements slowed for a fraction of a second.
His pupils shrank.
Because for the first time, he felt overwhelming pressure. "This...!"
Yu Longxuan's expression changed.
The lightning in his hand wavered slightly.
At the same time, a faint trace of killing intent emerged from Nie Fengzhuo.
It wasn't overwhelming, but it was real.
Locked onto him-and that... shook him.
Up until now, Yu Longxuan had always believed one thing: no one would dare
truly kill him.
He was a prince.
But now, looking into Nie Fengzhuo's eyes, that certainty cracked.
Because those eyes held no hesitation.
Doubt crept into Yu Longxuan's mind. (He... wouldn't actually-?) Nie Fengzhuo raised his sword.
A simple motion, yet it sent a jolt through everyone present.
"Nie Fengzhuo, don't!"
Patriarch Xue's voice rang out urgently.
At the same time, the elders of the Crimson Thunder Palace stepped forward,
their expressions darkening.
"Stop!" "Don't you dare!"
"Do you know who he is?!"
Their auras surged, threatening and oppressive.
"Touch a single hair on His Highness, and your entire clan will be eradicated!"
The warnings came one after another.
But Nie Fengzhuo didn't react, as if he hadn't heard a single word.
His gaze remained fixed on Yu Longxuan.
Then he struck.
A single slash descended.
Patriarch Xue's eyes widened, then shut tightly.
(...It's over!)
If the prince died here, everything would be finished.
The Xue Clan...
The Nie Clan...
All of it would be dragged into destruction.
The Crimson Thunder Palace elders surged forward instantly.
Too late to stop.
Too late to change anything.
But-
What they expected did not happen.
The sword did not kill.
A sharp impact landed on Yu Longxuan's neck with the sword hilt.
Yu Longxuan's body stiffened.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
Then darkness.
His consciousness faded instantly.
His body collapsed forward.
Nie Fengzhuo slowly lowered his sword as looked down.
Yu Longxuan lay on the ground, sleeping peacefully.
