Chapter 316: Thousand Snow’s Fury
Chapter 316: Thousand Snow’s Fury
The golden-armored war god was hailed as undefeated, boasting a golden body and iron armor with fists a hundred times harder than steel. Yet Thousand Snow effortlessly crushed him.
“Useless. I said you’d die, so you won’t survive.”
Thousand Snow spoke indifferently, treating him like an ant beneath her notice.
The golden-armored war god roared wildly, his twisted features turning grotesque as he neared madness.
His divine might shook the heavens, intimidating all nearby—yet before Thousand Snow, it caused no more ripples than a calm sea.
“Your life overflowed with glory. Do you recall humiliation’s taste?”
As she questioned him, Thousand Snow pressed lightly with her right hand. The towering war god crumpled to his knees before her, unleashing a roar of utter shame.
The Heavenly Palace seethed—this public humiliation stripped them of all dignity.
The war god’s bloodshot eyes burned with unprecedented rage. No resistance worked; against Thousand Snow, he remained powerless as an insect.
A sudden loud bang echoed mid-air. Wu Tianxiao and Kong Fang screamed as Han Cang cut them down, their final cries thick with regret.
The Divine Martial Sect and Heavenly Palace reeled—losing two Soul Martial Fifth Realm experts instantly was unbearable. Worse, their golden-armored war god neared death, and none could save him once Thousand Snow willed it.
Han Cang shot Thousand Snow a conflicted glance before charging at Luo Feng Spirit Master and Qiu Yu. Within moments, he slaughtered the Divine Martial Sect’s two Heavenly Realm experts.
The battle ended abruptly. Only Thousand Snow remained, standing proud against the clouds.
The war god kept roaring as cracks spread across his body. Death’s shadow chilled his defiant heart, sparking unfamiliar fear.
Silence gripped the crowd. All held their breath, terrified by the Unparalleled Figure before them.
Thousand Snow’s ruthless methods and unfathomable power left both mighty sects trembling with dread.
This disaster traced back to Cheng Lingyu—a mere Blood Martial First Level disciple. The sects surely regretted targeting him now.
The war god’s agonized screams shook Tianyang Empire, forcing Heavenly Palace to act.
“Know your limits, girl! Cease this provocation!”
A hidden expert’s voice boomed across the skies.
“When you schestrated to kill Cheng Lingyu, did you consider limits?” Thousand Snow’s frosty rebuke cut like a blade.
“What do you want?”
“Nothing much. Just teaching your sects a lesson.”
“Insolence!”
The Heavenly Palace’s rage boiled over.
Thousand Snow’s eyes flashed cold. The kneeling war god exploded—flesh shattered, Primordial Spirit torn—as she captured his essence.
“Heavenly Palace deserves special treatment. Let this lesson linger in your memory.”
Her fist clenched. The war god’s spirit vanished forever, erasing a legend from existence.
“You go too far!”
A thunderous roar erupted from the Heavenly Palace’s direction, showing its higher-ups were thoroughly enraged by Thousand Snow.
“You like bullying the weak, I enjoy crushing arrogance. Now watch closely – this is my fury. Dare offend again, and regret will follow!”
Thousand Snow coldly swung her right hand through the air, forming a towering hand that slammed toward the distant Heavenly Palace.
“You… You… Insolent fool courting death!”
The Heavenly Palace unleashed long-range attacks. Holy light beams morphed into phoenixes and dragons charging at the giant hand.
The towering hand pressed down with heavenly might, radiating divine judgment that ignored all resistance.
Despite their power, the attacks shattered like moths flying into flames upon contact.
“Destroy her!”
Divine light transformed into countless swords and lightning, but blocking the descending hand proved as futile as mantis stopping chariots.
The giant hand crushed everything in its path, embodying unstoppable punishment.
A deafening crash shook the world as the hand smashed the mid-air Heavenly Palace to rubble. Dozens of Spirit Masters perished instantly, their screams echoing across the Tianyang Empire. Even Han Cang paled with apprehension.
Though only symbolic, the palace’s destruction demonstrated Thousand Snow’s overwhelming power.
Yang Yan and Wu Xuanbo exchanged fearful glances, dread shadowing their hearts. The Jiu Yang Sacred Palace, Tianlei Sacred Church, Heavenly Fire Sect, and Shanhua Alliance all fell silent.
“Divine Martial Sect – learn your lesson too.”
Thousand Snow summoned the giant hand again. Trapped Spirit Masters from the Divine Martial Sect’s Grand Hall tried escaping, but confined space-time doomed them. Their desperate counterattacks failed as the hand crushed everything, reducing their sacred hall to ashes.
Standing wind-swept with Cheng Lingyu, Thousand Snow appeared ethereal yet carried apocalyptic power. Both sects suffered devastating losses but dared not retaliate against this unpredictable force.
Lou Ri City rejoiced at their rival sects’ humiliation. Thousand Snow’s display warned all against threatening Cheng Lingyu – few could withstand her wrath.
Meeting Yang Yan and Wu Xuanbo’s gaze, she declared: “I’d end you for targeting Cheng Lingyu, but for Tianyang Holy Emperor and Xuan Star Saint’s sake, he’ll settle this feud himself later.”
The relieved men exchanged looks before Wu Xuanbo asked: “Where are you from?”
“I come from the north. Cheng Lingyu’s among my few friends here.”
Wu Xuanbo left with Shui Yingyue, Ye Anlan, and Yunxiu. Yang Yan hastily departed with Hua Yuehong and Bai Ruomei. Potential supporters stayed silent, recognizing Cheng Lingyu’s enmity with both men.
As Thousand Snow landed, her melting smile eased tensions. The crowd dispersed soundlessly.
Holding Cheng Lingyu’s hand while gazing north, she murmured: “I must go.”
“Thank you,” he said.
“This was fate. You helped me obtain the Sky Insight Stone.”
Cheng Lingyu blinked. “You found it?”
“That light from your dragon-shaped jade hook strike above the island at the center of the lake? My previous searches failed until your action revealed it – our shared destiny.”
“I hadn’t realized!”
“Happy now?”
“Ecstatic! I finally helped you find it.” Warmth filled Cheng Lingyu’s heart.
“Train hard. Next meeting should mark your true rise.” Releasing his hand, she turned to leave.
“When?” he asked.
“Soon. Don’t disappoint me.”
“I’ll redouble my efforts.”
Thousand Snow ascended northward. “Self-awareness matters most on cultivation’s long path.”
Watching her vanish, Cheng Lingyu contemplated these words. Hu Yuer appeared nearby as the last snowflake fell.