Chapter 1477 — A Silent Cry of Alarm! Wei Zhao Had Not Expected Zhang Naipao to Dare Strike First Here, But Neither Was There Any Reason for Wei Zhao to Dodge; If That Was How It Was, He Might As Well Teach Zhang Naipao a Lesson — Though Killing Zhang Naipao Had Never Crossed His Mind, At Least Not Here!

Wei Zhao had come here for the sake of finding the Fire Spirit Sacred Fruit for Feng Xiaoxiao, and now it seemed the only way to obtain it was to take part in the Ice Palace trial. So before that trial began, Wei Zhao did not want any complications. If the Ice Palace were to refuse him entry on the grounds that he had killed Zhang Naipao, the loss would far outweigh the gain.

As he was now, how could Wei Zhao possibly be a match for a colossus like the Ice Palace?

So even if Zhang Naipao was to be killed, it would have to be during the trial, not now.

Seeing Zhang Naipao's palm come chopping toward him, Wei Zhao did not dodge. He hurriedly set the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art circulating inside his body and, meeting Zhang Naipao's palm head-on, struck back!

The two palms clashed, and at once there came a crisp bang!

The Zhuang family disciples around Zhang Naipao, along with the disciples of the other hidden families, all cheered excitedly when they saw him make his move.

"When Lord Pao strikes, none under heaven can stand against him!"

"Lord Pao's divine arts are unmatched beneath the skies!"

"Lord Pao sweeps across the realm and unifies the rivers and lakes!"

The praise came in wave after wave, and yet on Wei Zhao's side, Yu Bing's brows were now tightly knit as he began to worry for Wei Zhao.

After all, the mere name of an ancient sect was enough to make Yu Bing uneasy. An ancient sect was a colossus even more formidable than a hidden family. Even with two Heaven Rank experts in the Yu family, they would not dare claim to stand on equal footing with an ancient sect. Even the weakest ancient sect had a peak late-stage Heaven Rank expert holding it down, and that was not something the Hidden Yu family could ever compare to.

And then, hearing the cheering from those hangers-on around Zhang Naipao, Yu Bing grew all the more worried. After all, these people likely knew Zhang Naipao's true strength; otherwise they could not be so bullish about him. This was no longer cheering. It was blind flattery.

Endless true qi poured through Wei Zhao's palm into Zhang Naipao, and yet Wei Zhao felt no answering true qi from him. And once his own true qi struck Zhang Naipao, Zhang Naipao did not go flying backward the way others did; instead, he stood there smiling at him.

What was going on? Wei Zhao sensed faintly that something was wrong. Why did his palm feel as though he had struck cotton? His true qi had gone in, and yet it had produced no effect whatsoever? Could this Zhang Naipao know some divine art of defense?

At the thought, Wei Zhao hastily increased the force of his true qi. Earlier, wanting to sound out Zhang Naipao's depths, and also afraid of killing him with a single palm, Wei Zhao had used only about fifty percent of his true qi. But now he raised it to a full hundred percent!

"Hahahaha!" Not only was Zhang Naipao wholly unaffected, he burst out laughing instead!

Wei Zhao's heart sank. This is monstrous, he thought.

The skills of this ancient sect were formidable indeed. These people were on an entirely different level from those who came out of the families and hidden families. Just one Zhang Naipao was this formidable, enough to leave Wei Zhao feeling, for the moment, that there was nothing he could do about him.

Wei Zhao did not dare to fight on. He decided to slip aside first and look for an opening afterward. Having made up his mind, Wei Zhao hastily prepared to withdraw his power and halt the circulation of the mental formula, wanting to pull his palm back from Zhang Naipao. But the very next moment, something bizarre happened!

To his horror, Wei Zhao discovered that his palm seemed to have been sucked fast to Zhang Naipao's palm. He could not pull it away at all!

And that was not all. Something even more horrifying was yet to come. Wei Zhao had clearly already stopped the circulation of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art, and yet the energy within his body kept pouring through his palm and turning into true qi that flowed into Zhang Naipao's side!

The Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art was running on its own!

"What kind of demonic art is this?" Wei Zhao asked, staring at Zhang Naipao in horror.

Wei Zhao had the feeling of being completely out of control, a feeling like that time he had channeled true qi into Feng Xiaoxiao. At first he had circulated the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art by his own will, and then it had run on of itself, forced and involuntary, while the true qi inside him poured out like a flood.

"Hahahahaha! Demonic it is. It's called the Bee-Absorbing Divine Art of the Chrysanthemum Treasure Manual. What do you think? Never heard of it, have you?" Watching Wei Zhao's astonishment, Zhang Naipao laughed heartily. Just as he had anticipated, every bit of Wei Zhao's cultivation was being absorbed into him!

And this was Zhang Naipao's trump card!

Zhang Naipao's Chrysanthemum Treasure Manual could well be called an all-purpose art of energy conversion. It could transform any energy from the outside world into his own demonic qi and make it serve him. The overbearing poisons of venomous bees, venomous insects, and tainted water could be used, and so could the true qi that others had painstakingly cultivated!

This was precisely where the evil of this true qi lay. It could be used on any expert of Zhang Naipao's rank or lower!

And at present Zhang Naipao was at the Profound Rank. That meant that so long as the other party was a Yellow Rank or Profound Rank inner-strength expert, he could turn this Bee-Absorbing Divine Art of the Chrysanthemum Treasure Manual loose on them. Whether the other was early Profound Rank or peak late Profound Rank, so long as they had not reached the Earth Rank, he could cut them all down alike!

Even against an early Earth Rank expert, Zhang Naipao could, at the risk of injury, absorb some of the other's true qi. That too was proof of how formidable he was. And those disciples of hidden families and sects who followed at his heels had only begun fawning on him so shamelessly after witnessing his divine arts.

Otherwise, even if he came from an ancient sect, it would be perfectly normal for such people to cultivate ties with him. There was no need to flatter him in such a sickening way.

On the road, a cultivator from a hidden family, confident in his peak late Profound Rank strength, had blocked the path of Zhang Naipao's car. So Zhang Naipao, without the slightest hesitation, used him to practice his hand!

Zhang Naipao knew well how formidable his Chrysanthemum Treasure Manual was, but within his own sect there was no way he could use it on his fellow disciples. This unlucky peak late Profound Rank cultivator from a hidden family had happened to walk right into the muzzle of the gun, and was drained by Zhang Naipao into a dried-up husk, stripped of every last bit of his strength!

When Zhang Naipao fought this peak late Profound Rank cultivator, naturally there were many onlookers, and naturally they witnessed Zhang Naipao's ruthlessness.

When the hanger-on of that peak late Profound Rank cultivator saw what had been done to his young family head, he was frightened to the core. Still, he did not forget to ask where Zhang Naipao had come from, thinking to himself that he would report back to the family head and take revenge another day. But once Zhang Naipao boldly announced his sect, the hanger-on did not dare let out so much as a fart; he simply scrambled away. An ancient sect! What hidden family would dare seek revenge? They could only count themselves unlucky.

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