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Chapter 579 Crimson Thunder's Utter Humiliation!
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"Absolute Severance!"A single line of light cut through the space between them.
A terrifying strike that seemed to cut through everything in its path.
The Crimson Thunder Palace elder's pupils shrank instantly.
Danger!
A true sense of danger surged through his heart.
He raised both arms, gathering his full power to block.
Lightning erupted wildly.
His aura surged to its peak.
SLASH!!!
A devastating shockwave exploded outward the next instant.
Even the ground split apart.
Dust and debris surged into the sky like a storm.
Everyone was forced to shield their eyes.
For a moment, no one could see anything.
Then slowly... the dust settled.
And what they saw made their hearts tremble.
The Crimson Thunder Palace elder was on his knees.
His robes were torn, blood seeped from a deep cut across his chest.
His powerful aura had collapsed completely.
Looking at him, he no longer had his previous arrogance and looked utterly defeated.
Silence fell!
No one could believe what they had just witnessed.
A junior defeating a Great Ascension Realm elder.
Not only defeating, but overwhelming him.
This...
This was something that only one person had done before.
Bai Zihan!
He was well known for having defeated several Great Ascension Realm Demonic Elders and Grade-10 Demonic beasts.
Although hearing those rumors certainly stirred their hearts, compared to witnessing something similar with their own eyes, the reaction was completely different.
Nie Fengzhuo had achieved the same feat, perhaps even more ridiculous since his cultivation was only at the Soul Formation Realm.
Bai Zihan was a monster.
And now... there was another.
The Xue Clan elders stared, their expressions frozen in disbelief.
Even Patriarch Xue felt a chill run through his spine.
(What did we just witness...?)
The Crimson Thunder Palace elders were no better.
Shock!
Then embarrassment.
Then-fury!
Their expressions twisted as reality set in.
Their elder had been defeated by a junior.
If this news spread, their Crimson Thunder Palace would become a
laughingstock.
Their prestige would plummet.
Their enemies would seize this opportunity without hesitation.
Their gazes turned cold.
Killing intent surged.
"Lad...!"
One of the elders stepped forward, his voice trembling with anger.
"How dare you embarrass us like this?!"
"You will pay for angering the Crimson Thunder Palace!"
Another stepped forward.
Then another.
Their auras rose simultaneously.
And this time, there was no restraint.
Because in their eyes, there was only one way to erase this humiliation.
Kill him!
Nie Fengzhuo stood where he was.
His breathing was heavy.
His grip on the sword tightened slightly.
His aura was flickering.
The backlash had begun.
The strain on his body was immense.
Even Du Changsheng's presence had weakened.
He had enough strength left to escape, but not to fight multiple Great
Ascension Realm experts.
(This might get dangerous!)
His eyes narrowed slightly.
But before the Crimson Thunder Palace elders could move-
"Stop!"
A powerful aura erupted from the side.
Patriarch Xue stepped forward.
Behind him, the Xue Clan elders moved as one.
Formations activated.
Weapons drawn.
Their auras rose, directly confronting the Crimson Thunder Palace.
"You've done enough," Patriarch Xue said coldly.
"This is the Xue Clan's territory! I won't tolerate your actions anymore."
His voice carried weight.
The situation had changed.
Their strongest person in the opposition had been defeated.
The balance had shifted.
The remaining Crimson Thunder Palace elders were no longer overwhelming.
If they truly clashed, neither side would come out unscathed. Although they didn't want to offend the Crimson Thunder Palace or the
Seventh Prince, things had already reached this stage.
With Nie Fengzhuo helping them, they couldn't abandon him when he was in
trouble.
The Crimson Thunder Palace elders' expressions darkened.
Their fists clenched tightly.
Their killing intent surged, but they did not make a move.
They realized that they were now at a disadvantage.
With one of their Great Ascension Realm experts-also their strongest- defeated, their strength had decreased significantly.
The Xue Clan had the same number of Great Ascension Realm experts, in
addition to other members who weren't to be taken lightly if they worked
together.
Not to mention, Nie Fengzhuo, who had just defeated a Great Ascension Realm expert, was still standing.
In this situation, if they made a move, then perhaps they would lose their lives.
Not to mention, to silence them, killing them along with the Seventh Prince was
very likely.
A long, tense silence filled the air.
Then-
"Hmph! This matter... is not over."
Their gaze swept over Nie Fengzhuo, then to Patriarch Xue, and finally the
entire clan.
"We will remember this."
"You will pay for this!"
Threats lingered in the air.
But in the end, they turned and left the place.
One of them lifted the unconscious Yu Longxuan.
Another supported the defeated elder.
Whoosh!
Their figures disappeared into the distance.
Only then did the tension finally break.
The Xue Clan disciples collapsed where they stood.
The Xue Clan elders exhaled deeply.
Patriarch Xue closed his eyes briefly.
Relief washed over him.
And at the center, Nie Fengzhuo finally lowered his sword.
His aura faded rapidly.
The borrowed power receded like a falling tide.
His body swayed slightly before he steadied himself.
A long breath escaped his lips.
This was truly dangerous. If the Xue Clan hadn't come to help him, he might
have been killed.
Nie Fengzhuo took a steady breath.
Then stepped forward. Cupping his fists, he bowed slightly toward Patriarch Xue and the gathered
elders.
"Many thanks to Patriarch Xue and the Xue Clan for your assistance"
His voice was filled with sincerity.
Without them stepping in just now, even if he managed to escape, the consequences would have been far worse.
Patriarch Xue waved his hand immediately.
"No!"
His expression was grateful as he looked at Nie Fengzhuo.
"It is we who should be grateful. Thanks to your help."
A pause.
His gaze swept across the ruined courtyard... then back to the young man
before him.
"If not for you, our Xue Clan wouldn't have been able to escape today's
situation so easily."
That was the truth.
Had Nie Fengzhuo not intervened, they would have either been forced into
submission or destroyed on the spot.
Patriarch Xue's expression gradually turned solemn.
"However..."
The word hung heavy.
"This is only temporary peace!"
Silence followed.
Everyone present understood what was coming next.
"The Seventh Prince and the Crimson Thunder Palace-they will likely return."
His voice lowered.
"And next time-they will be more prepared."
The atmosphere instantly turned heavy again.
Everyone knew what that meant. They would not repeat the same mistake and
would come at them with full force.
"They underestimated you today!"
Patriarch Xue looked directly at Nie Fengzhuo.
"But next time... they won't."
A brief pause.
Then-
"There is even a chance..."
His voice grew quieter.
"That an Immortal Realm cultivator may get involved."
Those words struck like a hammer.
Even the elders stiffened.
Immortal Realm!
An existence they could not defeat even if they combined everything they had.
Against such power, the Xue Clan would be helpless.
Patriarch Xue exhaled slowly.
"You should prepare as well."
His gaze sharpened.
"With the Seventh Prince's temperament, he will not let this go. There is a high
chance... he will target the Nie Clan as well."
Nie Fengzhuo's eyes flickered slightly.
He already knew this.
Today's conflict was not resolved-it had only escalated.
A faint killing intent surfaced in his eyes.
(Should I kill him?)
The thought appeared suddenly.
If the Seventh Prince died, the problem might disappear at its root.
But just as quickly, he dismissed it.
Too risky!
The Seventh Prince would now be heavily protected. And even if he succeeded, the consequences would be far worse.
Killing a prince was not a small matter-even in the battle for the throne.
It would implicate the entire Nie Clan.
Not to mention, even if the Seventh Prince was removed, there were still other
princes and princesses who would make their moves on their clan.
That would not be solving the problem. That would be jumping out of boiling water... only to land in burning fire.
Nie Fengzhuo's gaze steadied. The killing intent faded. Replacing it was clarity. He looked toward Patriarch Xue. "Patriarch Xue," he said calmly, "let's continue our discussion regarding the alliance."
A slight pause.
"I believe other clans are also seeking to avoid being dragged into this battle for the throne."
Patriarch Xue nodded slowly.
Today was a lesson.
A harsh one.
Neutrality alone... was no longer enough.
If they wanted to remain uninvolved, then they needed strength.
And not just individual strength.
An alliance!
A powerful one.
Strong enough that even princes and princesses would hesitate before forcing
them.
"Indeed!"
Patriarch Xue's expression turned thoughtful.
"If we can gather enough forces who wish to remain uninvolved, there is a
chance we can form a neutral faction strong enough to deter them."
Of course, that would not be easy. Because to achieve that, they would need powerful clans. Clans that could stand their ground against the top sects and clans backing
those princes and princesses.
Patriarch Xue paused. Then glanced at Nie Fengzhuo. Actually, there was one clan which, if they could bring in, would solve
everything.
But he just didn't know whether Nie Fengzhuo would agree.
