Chapter 360: Boring

The figure in red, nicknamed "Red-Clad Calamity," was a harbinger of endless death during the Great Yu period. Anyone who saw him trembled in fear, begging for a quick and painless end.

The red-clad figure looked down at the pleading commoners, feeling a rush of exhilaration. He immensely enjoyed this sense of being superior and holding power over life and death.

Now, it was his turn to feel fear.

The woman before him exerted pressure that even the Grand Tutor couldn't match. Who exactly was she?

He had investigated Qingzhou beforehand; there were no Tribulation Stage cultivators here. How could such a terrifying presence appear?

Even a Tribulation Stage cultivator would need time to reach Qingzhou.

And how did she appear here so silently?

How had she managed to confine him, someone proficient in spatial manipulation?

Which faction did she belong to?

Questions ceaselessly flooded his mind.

"W-who are you?" Only then did he realize that his voice was trembling from extreme fear, a fact he had been oblivious to.

Yun Zhi had no intention of answering her enemy's questions.

She extended her delicate hand, and the bell on her fair wrist chimed.

*Thud!* The red-clad figure's chest abruptly caved in, sending him flying backward, half his teeth scattering.

The red-clad figure's hood was ripped off by the force, revealing an old face seemingly made of human skin.

He felt as if he had been struck by an immense, ocean-like force, or as if countless stars had fallen from the sky to crash upon the world. This power was incomparable, immeasurable, and overwhelmingly mighty.

"Run!" Being sent flying turned out to be a blessing in disguise; he broke free from the spatial confinement. Ignoring the two ancient Unity Stage cultivators who were now completely stunned, he whipped his long lash, tearing open space to escape far away.

As the long lash whipped, a spatial rift appeared, and Yun Zhi's figure emerged from the other side of it, expressionlessly looking at the red-clad figure.

"Die!" Lightning coiled around his long lash, and he swung it at Yun Zhi. A single bolt of this lightning was enough to cleave a city in two.

Yun Zhi ignored the lightning on the whip, grabbed the lash aimed at her, and kicked the red-clad figure.

*Thud!* The spot where he was kicked became a bloody mess. The red-clad figure coughed up a mouthful of blood, stumbled back two steps, and collapsed to his knees.

The Prefect watched, dumbfounded. The opponent was a Tribulation Stage cultivator, yet in Yun Zhi's hands, he was like a child, unable to stir even a ripple.

He knew Yun Zhi was the acting Sect Master of Wendao Sect and that her combat power must be no less than Daoist Buyu's to hold that position. But he truly hadn't expected Yun Zhi's combat power to be this terrifying.

Below, Lan Ting, Bai Ming, and Yan Tianzhi watched the scene, their mouths agape in astonishment for a long time.

Confronting a Tribulation Stage cultivator usually required the intervention of figures at the level of immortal sect patriarchs. How could a junior, whose seniority was even lower than that of immortal sect masters, defeat such an opponent with such overwhelming and invincible might?

Lan Ting finally understood why his master was reluctant to discuss Yun Zhi; her strength had reached an unimaginable level.

"Wait, if Senior Sister Yun Zhi forcefully makes me marry Lu Yang, what should I do?" A thought occurred to Lan Ting, and a flicker of joy appeared in his heart.

Bai Ming felt he should go back and persuade his master. There was no need to constantly be at odds with Wendao Sect; they were all fellow immortal cultivators. It wouldn't hurt to sit down and talk.

If Wendao Sect sat while the Five Elements Sect stood to talk, that might even be acceptable.

However, the second elder of Wendao Sect taking an interest in his grand-master's wife was a bit troublesome. *Never mind*, he decided, *it's better to keep disliking Wendao Sect.*

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, who were aware of Yun Zhi's true strength, were not surprised by this scene. In fact, it would have been strange if a Tribulation Stage cultivator could have posed any challenge to their Senior Sister.

Xia Qun finally understood why their ancestor had gone out to personally welcome this senior from Wendao Sect.

The most terrified person, however, was Vice Cult Master Shi.

He knew Yun Zhi had suppressed the four great immortal sect masters during the sect competition, but he hadn't imagined she could suppress the red-clad figure with such ease.

"The red-clad figure should be at the early Tribulation Stage. To suppress him so easily… could it be that Wendao Sect's Senior Sister has already reached the demigod level, like the ancestors of the Dragon and Phoenix clans? How old is she? She's a monster…"

"Wait, the Heavenly Court Cult Master fought against such a monster to a draw?"

He suddenly recalled something else: this implied that the Heavenly Court Cult's true power was even greater than he had estimated!

"Ancient geniuses that even immortals fear, the Nine Heavenly Kings, a demigod Cult Master... What else does our Nine Nether Cult not know?"

"Indeed, what we know is only what the Heavenly Court Cult wants us to know. Their true power is probably far more extensive than this!"

"Not opposing the Heavenly Court Cult, but choosing to cooperate, was the wisest decision."

"As for Cult Master Qin's reincarnation… it's better to let her stay with the Heavenly Court Cult. After all, she was the former Cult Master; she should still have some affection for our Nine Nether Cult once her memories are restored."

Suddenly, Vice Cult Master Shi's expression changed, and he hurried away.

"Damn it, it's the end of the month again!"

Blood seeped from the red-clad figure's throat, his voice muffled. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with madness.

"Heh, to think I'd encounter someone at the demigod level. Even if I die, I'll take you down with me!"

The red-clad figure went berserk. Endless red, alluring flowers once again erupted around his feet. The blooming flowers symbolized death.

The alluring flowers exploded one after another with deafening roars. Heaven and earth trembled, and people felt a primal fear of these flowers deep within their souls.

"If you dodge, my Mandara explosions can blast half the province into a deep crater!"

Yun Zhi remained impassive, not even lifting an eyelid. The red-clad figure's words didn't even prompt a reaction from her.

"Boring."

A series of explosions reverberated across the heavens and earth, creating thick smoke that obscured all detection. No one knew the outcome of the battle.

"Surely that powerful being will be alright?" Upon hearing the red-clad figure's threat, the cultivators attending the gathering couldn't help but worry. Even if the grand cultivator who came to their rescue was incredibly strong, it seemed impossible for her to withstand such an attack unscathed.

Whether it was a Tribulation Stage cultivator or a demigod, these were levels beyond their comprehension.

"She must have another way to block it," a companion said, lacking confidence.

"I hope so."

The other cultivators at the gathering shared similar concerns. The red-clad figure had exerted an overwhelming pressure on them, a pressure akin to world destruction.

Just as everyone was worried, Yun Zhi slowly descended from high above, dragging the red-clad figure, walking through the air until she stood before Lu Yang.

Lu Yang knew his Senior Sister's power and had never worried about her safety from beginning to end.

He craned his neck curiously to look at the red-clad figure behind his Senior Sister. It could no longer be called "the red-clad figure" as the mysterious red attire had been blown to tatters in the explosion. The body was charred black and no longer resembled a human, making it impossible to tell what it had looked like before.

"Is he dead?" Lu Yang thought to himself, *Senior Sister is so ruthless, she didn't even leave his soul?*

In the mental space, Immortal Lady Immortal pouted: "Only the corpse is left; his soul escaped."

Yun Zhi's expression remained unchanged. "I know. I want to know where he's going to run."