Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 164 Taking Action

The wildly popular online novel, "Senior Sister, Stop Working and Come Home for Dinner," is a heartfelt work by the author Wangchuanjia's Dried Rice King.

"You insolent witch! This is the Feng family's territory, how dare you run wild like this!" Although Feng Wenyuan knew that the other party's strength was unfathomable, he was eager to protect his clan. Seeing this evil cultivator so arrogant, he was even more furious. He moved and was about to step forward, his hands already forming a hand seal.

However, the woman in black simply raised her hand casually and flicked it lightly in the air.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Feng Wenyuan's forward-rushing figure seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall of energy, flying back at an even faster speed than when he went, crashing heavily onto the blue stone ground of the martial arts arena. He slid several feet away before barely coming to a stop, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

"Wen Yuan!"

"Uncle!"

Feng Wenzheng and Feng Xiaolu exclaimed in surprise at the same time. Feng Xiaolu wanted to rush over, but Chen Anran grabbed her arm.

The woman in black withdrew her hand as if she had merely swatted away a fly. Her dark red eyes held a hint of mockery as she looked back at Feng Wenzheng. "It seems you're not planning on lending it to me willingly."

The entire training ground was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Feng Yue and the others, who had just been about to join in the reprimand, were now all silent with fear, cold sweat pouring down their backs. Feng Wenyuan, whose strength was considered above average in the clan, couldn't even withstand a casual strike from her? This demoness's strength was probably far beyond their imagination!

Feng Wenzheng's face was ashen, his heart sinking to the bottom. He knew that today the Feng family was likely facing an unprecedented catastrophe! The Crimson Spirit Sect... how could such a legendary demonic sect have targeted the Feng family?

"Senior..." Feng Wenzheng's voice was hoarse, tinged with despair, "My Feng family has no connection with the Crimson Spirit Sect. Why are you pressing me so hard? If you need resources, my Feng family is willing to give you everything we have, just to spare the lives of my people!"

"Resources?" The woman in black seemed to have heard something amusing and chuckled. "What use do I have for those mundane things? I've said it before, all I want are your lives."

Before the woman in black finished speaking, a murderous aura emanated from her, and her dark red eyes swept across the entire scene as if she were looking at a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

The suffocating pressure made it difficult for most of the Feng family members and Jiang family members to even breathe, and those with weaker cultivation levels felt their legs go weak and almost collapsed.

"Set up the formation! Quickly! The clan's protective formation!" Feng Wenzheng roared hoarsely, barely suppressing his fear.

Several elders of the Feng family who had recovered from the shock, including the pale-faced Feng Yue, immediately began to form hand seals upon hearing the sound, attempting to activate the array formations buried beneath the training ground and even the entire Cloud Deep Valley.

Streaks of spiritual light shot out from their hands, connecting with the earth's veins. Intricate runes instantly lit up the edge of the training ground, and a huge, semi-transparent light shield began to rapidly condense, attempting to envelop the woman in black.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot." The woman in black didn't even make any extra movements; she simply flicked her finger.

A thin, hair-like black-red energy shot out, accurately hitting the core rune node of the array's light shield that was about to close.

"Click—"

A sound like shattering glass rang out, and the protective array's light barrier, which had just lit up, flickered violently a few times before collapsing and dissipating into countless specks of light. The elders who were in charge of the array simultaneously groaned, suffering a backlash; blood trickled from the corners of their mouths, and their auras instantly weakened.

The Feng family's proud protective formation couldn't even withstand a single finger from the opponent!

Despair spread like a plague among the people.

"Fight her!" Elder Jiang Yan knew he was outmatched, but the pride of the Jiang family of Shu prevented him from sitting idly by. With a flick of his chubby hand, a short halberd crackling with purple lightning appeared in his grasp. He roared and charged towards the woman in black. Several skilled members of the Jiang family behind him gritted their teeth and followed suit, their various magical artifacts glowing as they attempted to combine their strength for a single blow.

"Ants gathered together are still ants." The woman in black did not move, but simply waved her sleeve casually.

A massive, dark red wave of energy, like a tsunami, surged out, instantly shattering Jiang Yan and the others' attack, which was like waves crashing against a rock. The group was sent flying like kites with broken strings, coughing up blood mid-air before crashing to the ground, their fates unknown.

"Elder!"

"Uncle!" Jiang Yun's eyes were bloodshot as he watched his elders fall to the ground. He was both shocked and furious. His hand instinctively reached for his waist bag, only to find that in the chaos, many of his "treasures" had been snatched or destroyed by that vixen.

"Amitabha!" Huiming uttered a soft Buddhist chant, his body radiating a pale golden light. He took a step forward, standing in front of Chen Anran and Feng Xiaolu. He clasped his hands together and chanted Buddhist mantras, attempting to use his pure Buddhist power to resist the overwhelming demonic energy.

When the Buddha's light came into contact with the demonic energy, it emitted a "sizzling" sound of erosion. Huiming's body trembled slightly, and his face turned pale instantly, clearly indicating that he was exerting himself greatly.

"This little demon girl has a decent physique, but her cultivation is too shallow." The woman in black's gaze fell on Qi Lan with a hint of amusement. Qi Lan had already shown some of her demon characteristics; her amber eyes had narrowed vertical pupils, and she let out a low, threatening growl. But she could feel that her proud strength was like a child facing a strong man in front of her.

Chen Anran's mind raced, and cold sweat soaked his back.

This evil cultivator's strength far exceeds expectations; he's probably not just a Foundation Establishment cultivator! A direct confrontation would be certain death! The Lesser Universe Seal can temporarily suppress spiritual energy, but it absolutely cannot suppress his opponent!

My trump card, the one I've been holding back? The wrathful Arhat statue? I'm afraid that if I were to unleash it, it would just be used as a spinning top by the opponent.

Seeing her clansmen and friends suffer one after another, especially seeing her kind uncle Feng Wenyuan vomit blood and collapse, a surge of hot blood rushed to Feng Xiaolu's head, overpowering her fear of the woman in black. She unleashed her mid-stage Qi Refining spiritual power without reservation, and with a flick of her wrist, a blazing fire talisman shot towards the woman in black!

Almost at the same time that Feng Xiaolu made her move, Chen Anran also moved. Although he knew he was no match for her, he had no way out at this moment.

The thousand-year-old peach wood sword was drawn once more, its blade crackling with lightning, its guardian spirit by its side, and the power of the Arhat once more possessing it!

Seeing Chen Anran's strength steadily increase, reaching the late stage of Foundation Establishment and radiating golden light, the Feng and Jiang families were dumbfounded.

Huiming recited "Amitabha" with a devout expression, and the faint Buddhist light that was resisting the woman in black seemed to become even brighter.

Qi Lan was also surprised. She had witnessed Chen Anran's lightning magic, but she never knew that he had such a skill.

Qi Lan murmured to herself, "Buddhist protectors, heroic spirits, and Taoist thunder magic... this guy's luck is truly extraordinary..."

"This...how is this possible?!" Feng Yue exclaimed in shock, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. His finger trembled as he pointed at Chen Anran, his face filled with utter disbelief and the utter shock of a collapsing understanding. "Late Foundation Establishment stage?! He...he clearly...that golden light...that Arhat image..."

Feng Wenzheng's pupils also contracted sharply, and for the first time, his refined face showed near-complacency in shock. He saw it more clearly than Feng Yue; it wasn't merely an increase in power level, but a temporary leap in the essence of life! The will contained within the illusory Arhat made even him tremble! This young man from the Cloud Hidden Sect actually harbored such an earth-shattering secret?!

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