Above the Great Dao
Chapter 508 - 239: Parents Should Have Given Birth to One with Two Less Legs (Vote for me at the beginning of the month)_2

Chapter 508: Chapter 239: Parents Should Have Given Birth to One with Two Less Legs (Vote for me at the beginning of the month)_2

Azhu became a beekeeper and often had to go out to release the bees, chasing after the sweet nectar, and sometimes she would be gone for months. She always worried that Azhu, out and about, might be eaten by an Evil Spirit or killed by robbers, or might even be led astray by a fox spirit.

She never imagined that the honest and straightforward Azhu would learn the skills she possessed today.

"This damn fool, he never told me what he learned from Old Chen." She thought to herself, yet her heart felt warm.

She knew Azhu didn’t want her to worry and feared dragging her into troubles.

Her man went out to release bees, and although he might not necessarily be doing good things, he might be up to no good, but he was always good to their family.

Azhu took a step forward.

With this step, Fang Tan of the Fuzheng Pavilion’s Military Affairs and Wei Xize appeared to have hit an invisible wall, violently spitting blood and yet unable to move from their spots.

It was as if they were nailed in the fabric of time and space, with an unseen enormous entity, a pure solid, pressing against their bodies, their Primordial Spirits, squeezing everything inside of them out.

Through their mouths, everything within them was vomited out!

Principal Clerk Tang Balin of the Fuzheng Pavilion bled from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, his robust body becoming flattened. He struggled to move but could only roll his eyeballs; no other part of him could budge.

He wanted his Primordial Spirit to undergo Soul Emergence, to escape, but his Primordial Spirit was also firmly suppressed.

From inside Sacrificial Official Dou Qi of the Fuzheng Pavilion, there came the sound of bones shattering like a hailstorm. Among those present from the Fuzheng Pavilion, aside from Xi Sima, his cultivation was the strongest, but his injuries were the most severe.

He himself was of the Unification Realm, his Mana intensely robust, yet the stronger the cultivation, the greater the pressure he faced.

As Azhu took this step, his bones snapped entirely; hardly a single bone remained intact!

He had never felt such a terrifying oppression before.

Even when the Changshi of the Fuzheng Pavilion displayed his cultivation, he had not demonstrated such an overwhelming oppressive force!

Of course, the Changshi was not an enemy; there was no need to oppress them.

Sacrificial Official Dou Qi made a gurgling sound from his throat, the result of all the air in his chest being forced out through his windpipe. His eyes could no longer see anything; his eyeballs were squeezed into distortions, on the verge of being crushed along with his flesh.

As Azhu took that step, Xi Sima, who was on the small boat on the river, stood up with a fishing rod in hand. Two realms of Void Great Realm collided thunderously.

The clash was silent and invisible, without a sound from the two great realms colliding, yet his fishing rod went "swoosh," the line flying out along the riverbed. A bridge quite a distance away at Shuikou Village was split right down the middle by the fishing line, yet it continued to stand steadily there.

Yet, using the split at Shuikou Bridge as a median line, space seemed to have developed an exceedingly fine crack. The bridge’s left and right sides appeared to exist in separate worlds, with the river split in two by this line, both sides no longer mixing.

Saintess Xuan, who was originally crossing the bridge, stopped abruptly upon witnessing this scene, feeling the deadly threat lying within this delicate line!

"Xi Sima’s strength is just too strong!"

She couldn’t help but exclaim in awe, even the Buddhist Holy Land, the Bodhi Dojo, would only have a few experts capable of achieving this feat!

The cut gradually faded, and the river returned to being a whole.

The bridge vibrated slightly and then calmed down.

Saintess Xuan still did not dare to cross the bridge.

The space had just been split open by the fishing line, and although it seemed to have recovered, there was a residual force. If one got too close, it feared being sliced in half.

They had to wait for some time more, until the lingering force completely dissipated, to be safe.

Meanwhile, at the bow of the boat, Xi Sima’s clothes rustled in the wind, his bamboo hat burst open with a pop, sending shredded bamboo flying, revealing an old and weathered face.

This face was full of wrinkles, but the man seemed very spirited.

His visage carried an authoritative presence without anger, a sense of superiority cultivated from being long accustomed to a position above others, holding the fishing rod with extreme steadiness as if he were a high official in retirement, fishing in the mountains to cultivate his temperament.

Azhu’s step should have ground Dou Qi, Tang Balin, Fang Tan, and Wei Xize into dust, but he was using his own realm of the Void Great Realm to staunchly resist Azhu’s oppression.

"His cultivation has not yet reached the Mahayana Realm!"

Xi Sima felt a bit relieved, for if Azhu’s cultivation had reached the Mahayana Realm, even he might have been crushed, his internal organs, flesh, and bones turned into a pulp and then spat out from his mouth!

Azhu and he were both at the Returning Void Realm, both standing at the peak, just half a step away from Mahayana.

Despite the fact that his opponent had not cultivated to the Mahayana Realm, he still felt the vigorous Qi-Blood of a man in his prime, emanating from a Returning Void Realm master, sweeping over him and making it hard for his aging body to bear.

"If only I were younger..."

He did not continue to think further, for if he were also young, he would never have cultivated to the Returning Void Realm, nor would he have the cultivation he has today.

As a young man, facing Ah Zhuo, he would have been defeated even quicker and more miserably!

Ah Zhuo’s eyes revealed a strange color, and he took another step forward.

With this step, Xi Sima felt the heavens and the earth tilt, the sky and land twisting and turning, crushing down upon him.

The fishing rod in his hand snapped inch by inch, the surface of the river exploded, and the small boat turned to dust.

"Go—"

He took to the air, and his Primordial Spirit emerged from the Void Great Realm, reaching out with a large hand to grab Dou Qi, Principal Clerk Tang Balin, and the others as they whistled away along the river!

His fishing line had not broken, and now it whipped around, growing longer and longer, encircling Shuikou Village.

He used the lives of all in Shuikou Village as a threat, all to hold back that terrifying country fellow. As long as the opponent stayed for an instant, he would have the chance to escape with everyone.

As he flew over the bridge, Saintess Xuan was also taken by him, together they flew towards the distant Great South Lake.

Ah Zhuo flew out, chasing them to the bridgehead, and indeed stopped, raising his hand to pinch one end of the fishing line.

He flicked his finger, and the fishing line shot out.

The fishing line that encircled Shuikou Village buzzed, chasing after Xi Sima.

Xi Sima, in midair, ran with giant strides, but suddenly hesitated slightly, twisting his finger around the fishing line that whipped past, tangling it into a ball.

He continued to run, his legs sheared off at the knees, and he plunged into the lake.

Just now, Ah Zhuo had flicked his fingers and sent out the fishing line, severing his legs.

Without stopping for a moment, Xi Sima spurred his mana to fly, swift as the wind and as fast as lightning.

Behind him, Ah Zhuo did not give chase.

Xi Sima carried everyone as they raced across the lake, everyone in a state of panic, frequently looking back, Saintess Xuan also full of shock and uncertainty.

Defeated.

The second strongest of the Fuzheng Pavilion had actually been defeated, beaten by Chen Shi’s uncle, a no-name country fellow!

The unfathomable Xi Sima had even lost a pair of legs!

Her mind in a whirl, could there be such a powerful figure in Chen Shi’s retinue?

Xi Sima slowed down, and everyone looked at him, bewildered, only to see him coughing up blood, his breath becoming weak.

Just now when Ah Zhuo took those two steps forward, most of the pressure had fallen on Xi Sima, causing him severe injury.

And the loss of his legs had left the old man utterly defeated.

Everyone was shocked; Xi Sima was a revered elder that the young master had managed to invite from his seclusion, and only after much contemplation did he agree to help the young master seize the world and reestablish the legitimacy of the Zhu family.

Who would have thought he was nearly lost here!

Brought down by a villager in a small lakeside village!

"I am not seriously harmed, just my cultivation has been damaged!"

Xi Sima sat in the air, looked at his legs which were cut off at the knees. However, there was no blood at the cuts, and all the blood vessels had been sealed with his mana.

"He did not follow, my legs are now walking in the lake, hurrying over."

Although Xi Sima’s complexion was not good, he remained calm, "Once my legs return, they can be reattached. It’s just the other injuries will need some time to heal."

Dou Qi, Principal Clerk Tang Balin, and others sighed with relief, Fang Tan said, "It’s good that Xi Sima is not seriously harmed. Who knows who this person is..."

He had barely spoken when he saw a painted barge drifting towards them.

On the barge, a pretty boat girl raised her hand and cast a fishing net, seemingly a fisherman; however, is there anyone in this world who fishes from a painted barge?

While they were still surprised, the boat girl began to haul in the net, and with a laugh said, "Caught a pair of big fish on the net. Heehee, turns out it’s stinky feet... offended the Jue Yuan, and you still thought you could escape?"

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