Yang Qianqian licked her lips, her gaze burning as she looked at Jiang Li, who was walking slowly ahead.
She hadn't expected to encounter such an exquisite young man on this trip.
This face, she could stare at it for a hundred years.
Beside Yang Qianqian, an old man frowned, his eyes shifting to the young man Yang Qianqian was talking about.
He felt a faint sense of pressure from Jiang Li.
Furthermore, anyone daring to venture to the Primordial Divine Mountain alone was definitely no simple character.
"Young lady, that fellow doesn't seem like someone easy to deal with. Perhaps we should avoid unnecessary trouble!" the old man surnamed Xu beside her added.
This old man surnamed Xu was named Xu An, a powerful cultivator of the Supreme level.
Another elder beside them, Yang Ye, was also a Supreme expert.
They had important matters to attend to at the Primordial Divine Mountain this time and could not afford any mishaps.
A hint of coldness flashed across Yang Qianqian's face. Not easy to deal with?
Did they, the Yang family, look easy to deal with?
What capability could a mere lone cultivator possibly possess?
"Hmph, my father sent you here to listen to me, not to teach me how to do things! Quickly go and capture that fellow, hurry!"
Yang Qianqian snorted, displeasure evident in her beautiful eyes.
The old man surnamed Xu took a deep breath and nodded helplessly.
"Rumble!!!"
Immediately, the old man surnamed Xu unleashed his boundless Saint Yuan.
Although his Saint Yuan was somewhat suppressed here, Xu An was a Supreme-level cultivator and could still exert a significant portion of his powerful primal energy in the outer regions.
A vast net of primal energy formed from the surging Saint Yuan, sweeping towards Jiang Li.
It seems I was too low-key.
Jiang Li felt the terrifying aura behind him, a flicker of anger rising within him.
He clearly didn't want any trouble.
"Swish, swish, swish!!!"
Jiang Li directly drew out his Panwu Divine Sword, unleashing the Grass Character Sword Art to its utmost.
The sharp sword light, imbued with unparalleled Grass Character Sword Intent, instantly tore apart the net of primal energy cast by Xu An.
"Why are people from the Yang family fighting that fellow..."
"That young man's power is so immense, he actually repelled the Yang family's attack..."
"It must be that brat who offended the Yang family somehow. Flies don't land on a seamlessly whole egg..."
...
The intense collision sound attracted the attention of countless people.
All eyes turned to Jiang Li and Yang Qianqian's group not far away.
Discussions erupted.
"Interesting, he actually blocked Old Xu's attack. Only a man like this is worthy of me!" Yang Qianqian looked at Jiang Li in the distance, holding the Panwu Divine Sword and appearing like an immortal descended to earth. Her infatuation grew even stronger.
Such a talented young man was worthy of her status.
Beside her, Yang Ye and the many guards frowned.
They all felt the immense aura emanating from Jiang Li, which was incredibly oppressive.
"Hey, are you willing to be my man? If you become my man, I'll guarantee you a lifetime of wealth and glory. You can have anything you desire!" Yang Qianqian then turned her gaze to Jiang Li, her eyes filled with ardor.
As Yang Qianqian spoke, the surrounding crowd wore peculiar expressions.
No wonder the Yang family was making a move on that young man; it turned out they had taken a liking to him.
I knew it, this damned appearance... Jiang Li's mouth twitched.
It seemed that having too high a颜值 was also a trouble.
Even coming to the Primordial Divine Mountain led to such a situation.
Not far away, Xu An channeled all the power within his body, ready for action.
He clearly perceived the terrifying power contained within Jiang Li.
His strength was evidently extraordinary.
"You must be desperate for a man, go pee and look at yourself first!" Jiang Li took a deep breath and said coldly.
As soon as Jiang Li finished speaking, Yang Qianqian's face immediately turned extremely unpleasant, and her gaze towards Jiang Li was filled with fury.
The many cultivators beside them were also somewhat stunned.
"Who is this fellow, to dare speak to someone from the Yang family like that..."
"Too audacious, truly courting death. The last person who said that is already buried with grass several zhang high..."
"Could this fellow also have a significant background..."
...
The surrounding crowd chattered, their eyes on Jiang Li filled with shock.
It was their first time seeing someone dare to speak to Yang Qianqian in such a manner.
"Old Xu, capture that fellow! I want to torture him severely and let him know the consequences of offending me..." Yang Qianqian shrieked.
"Rumble!!!"
As soon as Yang Qianqian's words fell, Xu An directly attacked Jiang Li.
Xu An's Saint Yuan surged to its limit, and the Supreme Law, imbued with boundless power, condensed in Xu An's hand, forming a sword-like manifestation of the Supreme Law.
Jiang Li showed no weakness, activating his Myriad Laws Immortal Body.
The Samsara Immortal Scripture was circulated by Jiang Li to its extreme, and radiant golden light flowed around him.
The Panwu Divine Sword in his hand also carried an unparalleled sword light as it struck towards Xu An.
In an instant, the two collided. The clash between Jiang Li's Panwu Divine Sword and Xu An's law-infused sword immediately erupted with a powerful impact sound.
The massive wave of energy stirred up by the collision surged outwards.
The giant trees in the surrounding dense forest were snapped in half by the surging aura, and broken branches and scattered flora flew everywhere.
A thick cloud of dust instantly enveloped the area where Jiang Li and Xu An collided.
Within the dust, Xu An's unease reached its peak. He felt the oppressive aura from Jiang Li.
And the Panwu Divine Sword in Jiang Li's hand was astonishingly powerful.
The law-infused sword in his hand seemed to show signs of crumbling.
"Bang!!!"
A moment later, with a muffled groan, a figure was blasted out of the dust, crashing heavily against a distant massive stone wall.
"Quick, go see if that fellow is dead! Don't let him die!" Yang Qianqian urged as she saw the figure flying backward.
Although she was angry, that fellow's appearance was too striking.
He couldn't just die like this; he had to be kept as a male concubine.
The guards beside her immediately rushed towards the stone wall, intending to save the figure.
"Truly overestimating oneself. I know that old man; he's a Supreme expert. How dare he challenge a Supreme? He's tired of living..."
"Exactly, exactly. I thought that young man really had some skills just now, but it turns out he's just like that..."
'Let's go, let's disperse. I've seen this episode, and the body is already gone...'
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The surrounding crowd murmured, their gazes towards the stone wall filled with a hint of mockery.
"Young lady, that fellow is strong! Run quickly!" Just then, a hoarse roar echoed from the distant stone wall.
As soon as the voice spoke, Yang Qianqian's hair stood on end, her scalp tingled, and an ingrained fear surged through her.
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