"I heard that before Xie Huanran went into closed-door cultivation, he left Xie Nian a pill, which contained part of his inner strength. It can increase Xie Nian’s cultivation by decades in a short time."
"Oh no, Ying Zijin is finished this time. Too bad she doesn’t have any backing. Tsk tsk."
Xie Nian let out a cold laugh, "This ends now."
The powerful inner strength waves caused the lake water to ripple once again.
Gigantic waves over ten feet tall rolled up and slowly formed a massive water wall.
Only with externalized inner strength can one change the shape of water.
Lin Jinyun gasped, "Her cultivation is infinitely close to that of an Ancient Martial Grandmaster!"
An Ancient Martial Grandmaster!
How do we even fight this?
Ying Zijin glanced at the massive water wall, "Is this all?"
"What do you mean ’is this all’?" Xie Nian sneered, "You’re about to die, and you’re still so arrogant. Go die!"
She sprang into the air, rushing forward fiercely.
The friction from her clothes against the air produced explosive sounds.
In mid-air, Xie Nian flung twenty flying daggers, the cold blades glinting.
However, the girl remained unmoved, her expression calm.
"Infinitely close to an Ancient Martial Grandmaster?" Ying Zijin looked up and chuckled, "Too bad, you’re not there yet."
Before Xie Nian could react, her throat tightened.
A hand gripped it firmly.
Her surging inner strength was suppressed, disappearing instantly without a trace.
The sudden reversal left the entire place silent.
Patriarch Xie’s eyes widened, exclaiming, "Nian Nian!"
At that moment—
"Buzz!"
All twenty flying daggers froze in mid-air,
Completely motionless, unable to advance an inch.
Everything became clear.
Inner strength externalized, an Ancient Martial Grandmaster!
"!"
The entire audience was astonished.
Lin Jinyun was utterly incredulous, "She’s really an Ancient Martial Grandmaster?!"
An Ancient Martial Grandmaster, under twenty years old?
What a joke.
Xie Nian finally panicked, yet more so, she was incredulous, "How could you be an Ancient Martial Grandmaster?!"
Hadn’t Ying Zijin always lived in the secular world?
Could anyone just become an Ancient Martial Grandmaster?
Xie Nian struggled, but she couldn’t break free.
Her feet slowly lifted off the ground, the air thinning, she screamed, "Let go, let go of me!"
For the first time, Xie Nian was truly afraid.
She now fully believed Ying Zijin would kill her.
"So you can be afraid too." Ying Zijin squeezed Xie Nian’s throat, her voice light, slightly laughing, "What are you afraid of?"
The intense pain forced a whimper from Xie Nian’s throat.
Her eyes widened, blood dripping slowly from her lips, "Ying...Zijin..."
"Yesterday I told Mianxi, I want you to die in agony before the entire Ancient Martial World," Ying Zijin stared at her, "To crush your so-called genius reputation into dust, completely shatter it."
She turned her hand, holding seven silver needles between her fingers.
"Crack!"
"Crack crack!"
The seven silver needles shot out simultaneously under the influence of inner strength, piercing into Xie Nian’s body.
"Aaah—!!!" Xie Nian screamed in agony.
The immediate pain nearly made her scalp explode.
Just listening, one could imagine how much pain she was in.
"..."
Autumn Leaf Lake fell into silence, even the water stopped rippling.
Everyone was stunned.
Even Jiang Ran, who had known Ying Zijin for a long time, was taken aback.
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