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"You'll bear all of it?" Pure Yang Zi smiled.

His face was filled with an unsettled expression. A heaven-shaking power was unleashed from his body as the glorious sage realm exploded in midair, transforming into endless light that enveloped the entire region.

In that moment, it was as if Pure Yang Zi had become a completely different person.

He was the ruler of this region.

His power spread to every corner of this place.

Everywhere was built with his power.

As for that terrifying pressure and aura, it completely enveloped Qin Wentian.

Even Xing Kai and the others who stood some distance away could feel that this energy was incomparably unbearable. This was the power of the master of one of the House Palaces! If this was the case, what kind of feeling would Qin Wentian have as he stood at the center of this energy?

They didn't dare imagine.

The eyes of Sunscorch and the other two flashed crazily.

They could sense that their teacher's rage was real.

This power was also real.

Then Wentian …

Thinking of this, the three of them took a step forwards, but the next moment, a terrifying force directly locked them in place, preventing them from moving an inch.

The trio knew that it was their teacher's strength that had fallen.

"Teacher, don't!"

The three of them spoke at the same time, but the pure Yang Zi turned a deaf ear and continued staring at Qin Wentian.

Xing Kai and the others, on the other hand, had grim expressions on their faces.

They were similarly worried for Qin Wentian.

But there was nothing they could do at the moment.

Legend prodigy of the House.

At this time, in front of a pure Yang son, they weren't even considered fart!

The air of grandeur made them powerless.

The tyrannical pressure made it impossible for them to resist. They could only stay where they were.

At this moment, at the heart of the storm, there were two of them - Pure Yang Zi and Qin Wentian.

"After leaving the Violet Cloud Palace for so many years, let me see what level you are at now." Pure Yang Zi spoke as he stepped out, throwing out a fist strike. Instantly, the sacred path became incomparably glorious as the heaven and earth trembled. It was as though the sky couldn't bear it any longer.

Qin Wentian's eyes flickered as he felt the power of this punch.

A pair of golden eyes flowed with light.

Among them, there was the condensation of divine force.

In the next instant, an inexhaustible radiance enveloped Qin Wentian's body. At the same time, Pure Yang Zi's fist had already descended, carrying with it the might of the sacred path. The wind and clouds surged as the boundless energy directly slammed onto Qin Wentian's body.

He retreated a hundred meters and knelt on one knee.

His eyes looked at Pure Yang Zi silently.

"Why didn't you fight back?"

Pure Yang's voice was cold as he questioned. The path of the sage was still congealed, ready to take action.

Qin Wentian replied, "How could I dare to make Teacher an enemy? I would never dare to retaliate."

"I'm not your teacher anymore, are you going to fight back?"

Regarding this matter, Qin Wentian remained as he was before.

"A master for a day, a father for life. Even if I am not a disciple of the Purple Cloud Palace, I would still be from the Purple Cloud Palace, so how would I dare to go against teacher?" Qin Wentian's voice caused Pure Yang Zi to feel extremely agitated. He punched out two or three more times, his fist strikes were so powerful that even if he didn't use any martial techniques, it was still terrifying to the extreme.

BANG! Qin Wentian was drenched in blood as he explosively retreated.

However, he still remained kneeling on the ground. He didn't get up, nor did he fight back.

"Fight back!"

"Fight back!"

"Why aren't you fighting back?"

"Aren't you the number one person in the House, why are you acting like a cowardly turtle now? Obediently submit, and show me your backbone!" With the last sentence, Pure-Yang seemed to turn into a raging lion, roaring and roaring like crazy.

However, in the end, Qin Wentian didn't retaliate. He could only passively take the beating.

"Disciple doesn't dare."

Pure Yang Zi stared at Qin Wentian. His strength was even more tyrannical, several times more terrifying compared to earlier.

Violent winds covered the sky, engulfing the land as the holy path covered the sky.

Endless divine might was manifested at this moment.

Pure Yang Zi coldly said, "Then I will fight until you do. I want to see just how long it will take for you to do so!"

Qin Wentian stared at Pure Yang Zi as he closed his eyes.

The resplendent immortal energy circulated as it protected his body, waiting for the storm to come.

When Pure-Yang's palm was executed, the sky instantly descended upon the Great Palm. The power contained within was the power of the Saint Dao, causing Xiao Chen and the others to feel suffocated. Qin Wentian also felt the boundless pressure, but he remained silent and did not move.

Obviously, he was prepared to withstand this palm strike.

If he died, it would be perfect. He could go down and accompany Little Chu, and at the same time, make his teacher give up on his hatred.

How beautiful ….

However, right at this moment, several silhouettes appeared in the air.

It directly shattered Pure Yang Zi's palm.

They stood in front of Qin Wentian, all of them were the Palace Lords of the House.

The leader of the eight palaces, the highest realm of saints.

They protected Qin Wentian as they stared at Pure Yang, all of them had complicated expressions on their faces. With a sigh, they walked towards Pure Yang and tried to persuade her, "Pure Yang, that's enough. Why bother arguing with a junior?"1

That's right, it has been a long time since Qin Wentian returned. The few of us old fellows all listened to you, and none of us accepted him into our sect for our cultivation. He has suffered the death of his lover for so many years, yet he chose to give it up today. The Palace Lord of the Dao of the Heavens asked.

His eyes stared at Qin Wentian, his heart filled with pity.

"Pure Yang, I know you're feeling terrible in your heart, but this child Wentian must be feeling really good. After witnessing how weak Little Chu was when he fell, who would understand him? But against such a young man, did he even say half a sentence?" The Palace Lord of Violet Myrtle Palace spoke.

Qin Wentian was a genius from the House.

None of the disciples in the eight palaces could compare with him.

Not even Xing Kai from the Saint Dao Palace or Liu Cang from the Violet Myrtle Palace.

However, it was precisely such a genius that had been abandoned by the Violet Cloud Palace. No one in the eight palaces dared to accept them.

Until today, if this news were to spread, he would probably become a laughingstock.

But Qin Wentian was such a sorrowful person.

This was exactly what he had experienced.

Only they were able to stop Pure Yang Zi. Furthermore, the arrival of the other Palace Masters also caused Xiao Chen and the others to heave a sigh of relief. Otherwise, if their teacher had struck down just now, even if Qin Wentian had not died, he would have been heavily injured.

It's all right now.

With a few Palace Masters present, his teacher would definitely give him some face.

Xiao Chen and the others heaved a sigh of relief.

As for Xing Kai and Liu Cang, they supported Qin Wentian up as they stood to the side.

Pure Yang Zi had a complicated expression on his face as he stared at Qin Wentian. After a long time, he finally spoke, "You can leave now. I'm tired …"

Qin Wentian nodded, as a smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you, Teacher. Thank you for saving my life. Qin Wentian is extremely grateful."

With that, he glanced at Little Chu's cemetery and fainted.

He was a Saint.

Moreover, every punch and every palm strike from the pure Yang son just now was something he had to forcibly endure. It was also an extremely heavy burden, so who amongst the disciples of House could possibly withstand the full force of the Palace Master?

Only Qin Wentian was left!

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