# Chapter 959: Outburst of Rage
( ) Ji Hanfeng blasted Yun Che away with a single palm strike, then hurriedly flew over to catch Li Mingcheng. The moment his hand touched Li Mingcheng's body, his entire frame shuddered violently.
Li Mingcheng's aura was in utter chaos, rapidly weakening at an alarming speed. His body was limp and flaccid, as if every bone had been broken. His pupils were heavily dilated, blood gushed from his mouth in a frantic torrent, accompanied by weak, desperate groans of despair. His entire body twitched continuously like a man on the verge of death.
At the center of his chest was a bowl-sized depression — a horrifying sight.
Li Mingcheng had charged out from beside Ji Hanfeng. Ji Hanfeng was the closest to the two of them. Although he hadn't been quick enough to stop Li Mingcheng from attacking Yun Che, he was certainly quick enough to stop Yun Che from retaliating against Li Mingcheng. He didn't do that. Instead, he seized the opportunity to strike Yun Che while Yun Che was delivering a heavy blow to Li Mingcheng. Because under this "legitimate" timing, even if he seriously injured or crippled Yun Che, no one could say anything against him.
But he absolutely never imagined that Li Mingcheng would be wounded to such a terrifying degree under Yun Che's heavy strike.
Ji Hanfeng's mind went blank, and a chill shot straight up his back. He didn't dare forget for even a moment that Li Mingcheng was the Chief Palace Master's own nephew. That was why he had always been currying favor with him openly and secretly. His earlier attack on Yun Che was also meant to vent for Li Mingcheng. Yet he never dreamed in his wildest fantasies that Li Mingcheng would be directly crippled into half a dead man.
With the Chief Palace Master's protectiveness toward Li Mingcheng, once the blame came down... Just thinking about it made Ji Hanfeng shudder with dread. But it was too late for regrets now. He whirled around and vented all his resentment onto Yun Che: "Yun Che! How dare you use such vicious means!"
"What's going on? Why are you all gathered here?"
At that moment, a voice carrying boundless coldness and authority descended from the heavens. A blue silhouette stepped out from the void — a face like morning snow, eyebrows like sharp swords, a countenance covered in frost. It was none other than the Chief Palace Master of the Cold Snow Hall, Mu Fengshu.
Her arrival instantly froze the chaotic scene.
Mu Fengshu swept her gaze across the area. The moment she spotted Li Mingcheng — held in Ji Hanfeng's arms, drenched in blood, with only the faintest thread of life remaining — her expression drastically changed. Her blue silhouette flickered as she appeared before Li Mingcheng. As her hand fell upon his body, her originally icy-calm aura erupted into violent disorder, releasing immense fury.
This was the rage of the Chief Palace Master of the Cold Snow Hall. The entire main hall seemed to plunge into an icy hell. All elements ceased to flow. Everyone in the Cold Snow Hall instantly turned pale, their bodies shivering. They could feel their blood, even their souls, being frozen solid.
"Who. Who did this."
Mu Fengshu turned around. Her voice was exceptionally calm, but even the weakest profound practitioner could clearly sense an extremely sinister killing intent.
On her own territory, her own nephew had been severely wounded to such a state. How could she let this go?
One by one, gazes stealthily turned toward Yun Che. The praise and rewards Mu Sushan had given him earlier had made them immensely envious. Now, there was only deep pity.
They firmly believed that this time, Yun Che was absolutely dead for sure — even if Li Mingcheng had attacked him first.
"Re... reporting to Chief Palace Master," Ji Hanfeng's teeth chattered. After forcing out his first sentence, he steeled his heart and pointed straight at Yun Che: "It was Yun Che! He struck Mingcheng Junior Brother with a heavy, treacherous blow and wounded him to this state. This disciple... was unable to stop him in time, and never imagined Yun Che could be so vicious. I failed to protect Mingcheng Junior Brother. I am guilty... please... please punish me heavily, Chief Palace Master."
"You!?" Mu Fengshu's gaze suddenly locked onto Yun Che. Though a flicker of surprise crossed her face, it was quickly replaced by cold fury and murderous intent.
"Yo... you're lying!" Mu Xiaolan subconsciously stepped in front of Yun Che and hurriedly defended: "It was clearly Li Mingcheng who ambushed Yun Che first, trying to sneak attack him. Yun Che was merely..."
"Shut up!!"
Mu Fengshu's sharp cry made Mu Xiaolan instantly fall silent. Mu Fengshu was clearly enraged to the extreme, her chest heaving visibly: "Do you take me for a fool? To spout such ridiculous words! Yun Che is merely an Emperor Lord, while Mingcheng is of what cultivation level? He would need to ambush Yun Che!?"
"Chief Palace Master," Mu Sushan stepped forward: "Although Li Mingcheng was indeed wounded by Yun Che, the matter is not that simple..."
"Enough!!" Mu Fengshu's face was as dark as water. The rage surging through her body made everyone afraid to even breathe loudly: "No matter who it is, no matter the cause or reason — to dare viciously wound my Mu Fengshu's nephew, I will make him pay ten thousand times over!"
"..." Mu Sushan opened his mouth but could only heave a soft sigh. Although Li Mingcheng had struck first, Yun Che's counterattack had been far too heavy. The fact that Li Mingcheng had been gravely wounded to the brink of death was an established reality. Faced with a completely enraged Mu Fengshu, there was nothing he could do. He could only secretly transmit to Mu Xiaolan: Xiaolan, quickly send a sound transmission to your master. The only one who might be able to save Yun Che now is your master... Alas, it's probably too late.
"Ji Hanfeng! Seize Yun Che immediately!" Although Mu Fengshu was furious, given her status, she would never deign to personally take action against a junior. She swept her gaze over Mu Xiaolan: "Let's see who dares to stop you."
"Yes!" Ji Hanfeng had also been stifling his frustration with no outlet. Hearing the order, he quickly acknowledged, laid Li Mingcheng on the ground, then explosively shot forward with both hands reaching out, aiming straight for Yun Che's throat.
"Don't!"
Mu Xiaolan cried out as she blocked Yun Che's path, but a hand suddenly grabbed her shoulder and forcefully pushed her far away.
What enveloped Yun Che was the fury and killing intent of the Cold Snow Hall's Chief Palace Master. She possessed top-tier strength and an extremely high position within the entire Bing Huang God Sect. For anyone else, they would have been terrified into trembling weakness, but there was not a trace of fear in Yun Che's eyes. Instead, there was only a horrifyingly dense malevolence.
On the Lan Ji Star — whether in the Tian Xuan Continent or the Huan Yao Realm — he had been an absolute king, an existence that could blot out the sky with one hand. No one dared to offend him... How could he tolerate such treatment!
The fury and violent aura he had been desperately suppressing now erupted without reservation. His hands clenched into fists, his eyes fixed like a starving eagle on the approaching Ji Hanfeng, a hoarse growl tearing from his throat: "You want to seize me... we'll see if you have the ability!"
"You still dare to resist? Overestimating yourself!" Yun Che's words drew a cold sneer from Ji Hanfeng. He swooped down from above, heading straight for Yun Che. The surrounding air was all drawn by his power, coalescing into a high-density storm of force that shrouded Yun Che's entire body.
Although Li Mingcheng's profound strength had entered the Divine Way, the pressure he brought to Yun Che was still less than that of Xuanyuan Wentian, who had died at Yun Che's hands. So when facing Li Mingcheng, Yun Che had felt no pressure at all.
But the Ji Hanfeng before him was completely different. His profound strength was as high as the sixth level of the Divine Origin Realm. His aura not only far surpassed Xuanyuan Wentian's, but also clearly exceeded Mu Xiaolan's! He was absolutely the most powerful opponent Yun Che had ever faced in his life!
The overwhelming pressure descending from above was terrifying — a Divine Way force on an entirely different level from Li Mingcheng's. Under this might, Yun Che's entire body stiffened. His body reacted before his will, mobilizing all his power to shield himself.
Boom!!
It was like being smashed by a meteor from beyond the heavens. Yun Che's entire body shook violently as he was sent flying sideways. Ji Hanfeng paused mid-step, but the cold sneer on his face grew even more sinister. His arm abruptly grabbed toward the direction Yun Che was flying. As his hand gestures changed rapidly, a six-pointed profound formation of blue light suddenly flashed where Yun Che's inverted body was. The moment it appeared, it cruelly exploded using Yun Che's body as the medium.
"Sii..." The surrounding profound practitioners all lost color in their faces. Mu Fengshu's order was to "seize," and they had thought Ji Hanfeng would subdue Yun Che and seal his profound strength. They never expected he would strike so heavily.
This blow could very well kill Yun Che on the spot. Even if he survived, he would surely be severely wounded.
"This..." Mu Sushan took a sharp step forward, but the result was already sealed. He could only let out another soft sigh.
"Yun Che!!" Mu Xiaolan's expression drastically changed as she frantically flew over. But just as she approached, she saw Yun Che slowly standing up, supporting himself with one hand on the ground.
All gazes were instantly drawn back to Yun Che. Although it was just the simplest of movements — standing up — it made their eyes widen, almost unable to believe what they were seeing.
Yun Che's clothes were torn and tattered, with half-foot-long bloodstains on his chest and back, but no more blood was flowing out. Moreover, his aura had barely decayed at all. There was no sign of dilation in his pupils — only a ferocity that made anyone who beheld it shudder.
"What!?" The cold sneer vanished from Ji Hanfeng's face, and his gaze instantly darkened. That strike just now — he had been confident it would completely cripple Yun Che, or at least break more than half the bones in his body.
But he stood up, with nothing more than a few minor wounds?
No! It must be sheer stubbornness. There's no way he didn't receive heavy injuries.
"Yun Che, you... are you all right?" Mu Xiaolan stared at him blankly, asking timidly.
"Get back!" Yun Che's gaze was fixed firmly on Ji Hanfeng. His terrifying appearance at this moment made Mu Xiaolan take a frightening step back, not daring to approach.
"Purgatory!"
A volcano seemed to erupt from Yun Che's body. His profound strength skyrocketed instantly, and the color of his profound aura turned to a light crimson. He raised both hands, and the Heaven-Defying Demon-Slaying Sword descended from the sky, crashing into the ground with a heaven-shaking roar, deeply embedding itself into the divine stone that paved the hall.
"Oh!!?" Mu Sushan's gaze drastically changed. The oppressive sensation produced by Yun Che's aura at this moment had actually approached the intensity of the fifth level of the Divine Origin Realm!
Earlier, he had said that Yun Che's victory over Li Mingcheng might not have been his full strength, but he never dreamed that his hidden strength could be this terrifying.
Sovereign Xuan Realm, level five profound strength... releasing power comparable to Divine Origin Realm, level five!
Even Mu Fengshu's expression shifted slightly this time. The rage that had been churning within her gradually gave way to deeper and deeper shock.
"Kid, you actually..." Ji Hanfeng, facing Yun Che's power head-on, was too stunned to even describe it.
Without a word, Yun Che gripped the Heaven-Defying Demon-Slaying Sword with both hands and leaped into the air. The vermillion sword body swept through the air, conjuring a terrifying storm of annihilation that swept toward Ji Hanfeng.
"You think this makes you worthy to be my opponent?" Ji Hanfeng gritted his teeth and let out a low roar. He leaped to meet Yun Che, directly reaching out to grab the sword body.
But just as he was about to close in, his expression dramatically changed. A flicker of terror flashed deep within his pupils. Because the might of the sword crashing toward him was far more terrifying than he had expected, actually causing his soul to suddenly feel fear!
Ji Hanfeng reacted extremely quickly. He withdrew his hand like lightning, twisted his entire body violently, and flipped backward.
Boom!!!!!
The Heaven-Defying Sword smashed into the ground. The divine stone floor instantly shattered into pieces, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading rapidly outward, extending all the way to ten zhang away. With the sword body at the center, a storm of heavy sword force swept horizontally, causing everyone's vision to distort for a long time.
It was fortunate this was in the Divine Realm. If it had been the Tian Xuan Continent, the surrounding hundred zhang of space would have completely collapsed.
(This chapter ends)