A Man Like None Other Chapter 7119 Su Qingyuan of the Myriad Laws Heavenly Palace
The woman at the head of the group wore a moon-white fairy dress. She had a slender figure and an otherworldly temperament. Her eyebrows and eyes were clear and cold, and her skin was as white as snow. She was surrounded by a gentle and pure spiritual light. Every move she made was accompanied by the flow of the Dao of Heaven. She was incomparably noble.
It was none other than Su Qingyuan, the eldest daughter of the Wanfa Heavenly Palace.
Her cultivation has reached the seventh rank of Immortal Lord. At a young age, she has been deeply engaged in the study of the Heavenly Dao. She is exceptionally talented and has a profound foundation, making her a top figure among the younger generation in the entire Myriad Dao City.
Two white-haired elders followed closely behind her. Both were senior elders of the Myriad Laws Heavenly Palace, their auras as deep and serene as the sea, their cultivation unfathomable.
His body exuded a profound Daoist aura, and simply standing there, he emanated an immense pressure that made people dare not look directly at him.
The three landed mid-air, exuding an aura of superiority that instantly drowned out the noise of the entire area.
Su Qingyuan’s gaze was icy as she swept over the four stiff-faced cultivators from the Bone Sect. Her voice was clear and solemn: “The Dao Ruins are about to open, and cultivators from all directions are gathering here. It is a time for discussing the Dao, seeking fate, and fairly pursuing opportunities.”
“You, of the Dry Bones Sect, dare to openly bully and oppress the weak in public? Do you truly believe that Ten Thousand Paths City has no rules?”
The deacon of the Dry Bone Sect’s expression changed, both shocked and wary. He forced a smile and bowed, saying, “Miss Su, this matter has nothing to do with your sect. It’s a private feud between my Dry Bone Sect and this boy. Please don’t meddle in other people’s business!”
“If you see injustice on the road, you should intervene.”
Su Qingyuan’s gaze grew even colder, her aura fully unleashed. The majestic Daoist aura of a seventh-grade Immortal Lord quietly spread out, causing the four cultivators from the Dry Bone Sect to tremble slightly. “How dare you act so arrogantly and bully others in the heart of Ten Thousand Dao City?”
Two elders from the Myriad Laws Heavenly Palace stepped forward simultaneously, their ancient Daoist auras surging around them, and an invisible pressure instantly locked onto the four of them.
The four members of the Dry Bone Sect turned deathly pale instantly, their hearts filled with utter panic.
They were merely lower-middle-level cultivators of the Dry Bone Sect, utterly powerless against the elders of the Myriad Laws Heavenly Palace, and even less willing to offend Su Qingyuan, a woman of unparalleled talent and deeply valued by the sect.
If they really went head-to-head, the four of them would definitely not gain any advantage today, and might even be suppressed on the spot.
The deacon gritted his teeth, staring intently at Chen Ping, filled with resentment, yet daring not to disobey Su Qingyuan. In the end, he could only angrily flick his sleeves.
“Fine! What a busybody! Today, my Dry Bones Sect admits defeat!”
But this kid is extremely cunning and a master of disguise; he’ll reveal his true colors sooner or later. We’ll see!
After uttering a few polite words, the four dared not linger any longer. They turned and retreated into the crowd, looking disheveled and utterly defeated, disappearing completely from everyone’s sight.