I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 442 Please Stop Using the Spirit Python as a Skippin

Spirit rivers flowed through the skies while immortal cranes flew peacefully in the distance.

The aura there was ancient and eternal, as though untouched by the passage of countless ages.

Any outsider witnessing this scene would imdiately understand one thing. This was no ordinary hidden clan.

This was a true ancient power that had existed since forgotten eras.

The handso man looked at the ancient gate calmly and raised his hand once more, seemingly preparing to knock again.

However, before he could do so, an enraged female voice suddenly exploded from within the hidden world.

"WHY ARE YOU HERE?!"

BOOM!

The furious voice shook heaven and earth violently. Mountains trembled while the surrounding clouds exploded apart instantly.

Even the terrifying spatial storms nearby seed to pause for a brief mont under the pressure contained within that single sentence.

The voice was filled with extre anger... and also a trace of complicated emotion hidden deep beneath it.

Soon after, a terrifying aura descended from the hidden world.

A woman slowly appeared atop the ancient gate.

She was incomparably beautiful, possessing a face capable of toppling kingdoms and bringing chaos to the world.

Her long silver hair fluttered behind her like moonlight itself while her cold eyes stared sharply at the handso man below.

The pressure radiating from her body was horrifying beyond imagination.

Just a strand of her aura leaking out was enough to make the surrounding void distort endlessly.

Yet despite facing such a terrifying existence, the handso man rely smiled faintly.

"It has been a long ti," he said calmly.

The silver-haired woman’s beautiful face instantly turned even colder.

"Answer my question," she said icily. "Why are you here?"

The handso man looked at her quietly for several seconds before finally speaking again.

"I ca to take soone back."

The mont those words fell, the woman’s pupils contracted slightly.

Then the killing intent in her eyes exploded completely.

"Go back, or you will die here. You will not see my sister again." The silver-haired woman’s voice echoed across the mountain gates like icy thunder. "I showed you leniency before because of your clan, but if you continue to be stubborn this ti, I will personally send you to your grave. You won’t even die with a complete body."

Her silver robes fluttered despite the absence of wind, and the pressure radiating from her body caused the surrounding guards of the Chu Clan to tremble.

Even the elders hidden within the shadows had solemn expressions on their faces.

"You are a snake that still dares to covet my sister after everything that has happened," she continued coldly. "Never again."

Standing before the enormous gates of the hidden clan was a tall man dressed in black robes.

His long hair swayed lightly behind him while his eyes remained calm and unreadable, as though the terrifying pressure crushing down on him did not exist at all.

Then, unexpectedly, he smiled.

"I know you won’t give permission," he said casually. "Not that I care."

His gaze slowly wandered toward the endless mountains behind the gates.

"Qiao i isn’t here. She already left your clan, and I know that for certain."

The silver-haired woman narrowed her eyes.

"Then why are you here?" she asked again. "Do you truly think you can challenge the Chu Clan alone?"

At her words, several terrifying auras locked onto the man from deep within the clan grounds. Ancient experts were already prepared to strike the mont she gave the order.

Yet the man rely chuckled softly.

"Challenge the Chu Clan?" he muttered. "No. Not today."

He lifted his head and stared directly into the woman’s eyes.

"I only ca to return the favor."

A faint killing intent suddenly spread from his body.

The temperature around the mountain gates instantly dropped. Frost ford across the stone floor while the surrounding disciples felt chills run down their spines.

"After all," the man continued slowly, "you were the one who took my mories away from ."

The silver-haired woman’s expression finally changed slightly. For the first ti since his arrival, her calm gaze wavered.

The man noticed it imdiately, and the smile on his face deepened.

"An eye for an eye," he whispered. "A debt for a debt." He slowly raised one hand.

"Allow to give you a gift instead."

The surrounding space began trembling faintly. Strange black ripples spread from his palm, carrying an aura so sinister that even the hidden elders felt alard.

"A gift of revenge."

Whoosh!

A tiny streak of light suddenly shot out from his palm. It looked harmless and beautiful even like a silver stream drifting through the air.

But the mont it appeared, the expressions of the Chu Clan experts changed drastically.

"Stop it!"

Boom!

Multiple formations around the clan gates activated instantly. Countless glowing runes lit up across the mountains as defensive barriers descended one after another.

At the sa ti, the silver-haired woman struck out with her palm.

Her spiritual essence erupted like a tsunami, capable of shattering mountains and extinguishing rivers. The surrounding space cracked apart from the sheer force alone.

Yet the strange light completely ignored everything.

It passed through the barriers as though they did not exist. It slipped through her spiritual essence like an illusion. And before anyone could react further, it landed directly on the back of her hand.

The silver-haired woman imdiately stepped back. Her eyes fell onto her right hand, and for the first ti, genuine shock appeared on her face.

There, on the pale skin of her hand, was a black snake mark.

The snake was coiled tightly into a circular symbol, its crimson eyes vivid and lifelike. It almost seed alive.

Boom!

A terrifying surge of spiritual essence exploded from her body. Silver light engulfed her entire arm as she attempted to erase the mark instantly.

The pressure was so imnse that nearby disciples coughed blood and retreated in panic. Even the clouds above the mountains split apart.

Yet despite all her power...

...the snake mark remained completely untouched. Not even a scratch appeared on it. The silver-haired woman’s expression finally darkened.