"Situ Ming, you’ve gone too far!" Wang Wanxi’s face turned cold, and her usually gentle deanor couldn’t help but show anger at this mont.
The energy smoke above her head suddenly retracted. At the sa ti, she raised her right palm and pushed it forward. What seed like an ordinary palm strike revealed two streams of True Qi, one black and one white, at the mont of impact.
Seeing these two streams of True Qi, Situ Ming felt a surge of joy, thinking that the earlier display was just a bluff and her power hadn’t actually increased at all. But the next mont, his smile vanished.
Two additional streams of True Qi, one blue and one red, erged from Wang Wanxi’s palm, occupying different positions with the black and white True Qi, forming a Four Symbols Matrix that resonated with each other.
With a popping sound, the clash of palm forces produced a huge noise. The next second, Situ Ming was sent flying, struck by Wang Wanxi’s single palm! Before he could land, Wang Wanxi slapped the ground with both hands, leaping up from her seated position, catching up to Situ Ming in the blink of an eye, and then delivering another airborne palm strike, pressing down like a heaven-toppling seal, just as he had struck Lin Tian earlier.
Situ Ming’s True Qi had stagnated from the earlier blow and hadn’t fully recovered, forcing him to hastily resist with both palms together against Wang Wanxi’s single strike.
Another loud bang, and Situ Ming was forced back again, retreating to where the Situ family stood, his face pale. Blood streaked down the corner of Situ Ming’s mouth. Wang Wanxi, however, showed no intention of letting them off, springing forward with a step, launching another palm strike towards Situ Ming.
The flow of the Four Symbols True Qi seed to emit the sound of a dragon’s roar and a tiger’s howl, as well as the cries of a phoenix and the bellowing of a tortoise, like the blessings of the Four Symbols Divine Beasts, exuding an unparalleled and formidable aura.
Lin Tian finally understood where Wang Yuanzhou’s Water Dragon Roar ca from; it derived from the Four Symbols True Qi cultivated after Yin Yang True Qi. Tai Chi births Two Elents, Two Elents birth Four Symbols; Two Elents is Yin Yang, and Four Symbols derive from Yin Yang, represented by old yin, old yang, lesser yin, and lesser yang. The starry four symbols represent Lesser Yang Azure Dragon, Lesser Yin White Tiger, Old Yin Black Tortoise, and Old Yang Vermilion Bird.
The Four Symbols True Qi, of course, doesn’t an Wang Wanxi has the divine power of the Four Symbols but signifies her mastery of cultivation. Her realm and power had upgraded.
This palm strike revealed fear on Situ Ming’s face because he realized Wang Wanxi had securely advanced to the Innate Realm and was indeed an Innate Expert, whereas he was rely at Postnatal Perfection.
Despite only a one-level difference, the change from Great Perfection to Innate Beginner is qualitative and vast.
Situ Yufeng and Situ Ruoling also realized sothing was wrong and rushed to assist Situ Ming. The three of them together exerted their full strength, uniting the True Qi of the sa sect seamlessly. Affected by the Situ family’s Xuanbing True Energy, the temperature on the tower top sharply dropped, intensifying their imposing manner.
With a pop, Wang Wanxi’s palm finally pressed down, the True Qi of both sides colliding with a deafening sound, sending the Situ family’s trio flying at once. Even with the combined forces of three, they couldn’t withstand Wang Wanxi’s palm. They only stopped after hitting the wall, each vomiting blood, their faces deathly pale.
Wang Wanxi’s consecutive three palm strikes, each more fierce than the last, ultimately sent the Situ family trio flying. The whole process was like mountains toppling and seas overturning, or the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves—clean and decisive, an unparalleled aura.
Lin Tian watched, wide-eyed. Was this still the elegant, gentle Aunt Wang? Even Wang Wanxi, known for her defense, had also beco fierce, indicating how furious she was towards the Situ family.
After striking down the Situ family trio, Wang Wanxi moved back to Lin Tian’s side, turning her back to the three of them without even a glance, appearing utterly at ease, as if she had just swatted away three flies.
"Wang Wanxi, you bully too much, using your advancent to the Innate Realm to oppress those of lower realms!" Situ Ming wiped away the blood in fury and shouted.
"Oh dear, my bad temper!" Lin Tian clenched his fists, ready to bash him, he couldn’t hold back anymore—it was a waste of breath to speak with such a shaless person.
However, Wang Wanxi reached out to stop him, shaking her head slightly: "Let them all go!"
"But, Aunt Wang..." Lin Tian wanted to say sothing but noticed that Wang Wanxi didn’t look quite right.
His heart tightened, turning to glare at the Situ family: "Get out, all of you get out of my sight within ten seconds!"
"You..." Situ Ruoling fud, wanting to argue, but Situ Ming pulled her back, shaking his head, and dragged her and their brother out the window.
"Damn it, it’s so high, you’ll fall to your deaths!" Lin Tian cursed as he shouted.
The other Ancient Martial Artists saw the Situ family leave and also took their leave. When reaching the Yuwen family, the middle-aged man glanced at Wang Wanxi and Lin Tian, wanting to say sothing but ultimately held back, sighed, and turned to leave.
"Stay!" Lin Tian suddenly said.
The middle-aged man turned back to Lin Tian, squinting, while Li Wenfeng and Yuwen Xingjian didn’t look pleased, assuming Lin Tian wanted to settle accounts for their earlier inaction.
But Lin Tian ignored them and instead spoke to Yuwen Luofei: "Miss Yuwen, thank you very much for your help today. I owe you a favor, feel free to ask for it in the future."
"I only intervened because I couldn’t ignore it..." Yuwen Luofei started to say, but the middle-aged man urged her to leave, and Li Wenfeng ca to pull her along.
Yuwen Luofei shook off Li Wenfeng’s hand, gave Lin Tian a deep look, then turned and left with the middle-aged man and Yuwen Xingjian.
Being shaken off by Yuwen Luofei, Li Wenfeng’s face froze for a mont, a shadow of malice flashing in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He turned and formally saluted Lin Tian and the others before leaving.
The onlookers departed, leaving only Lin Tian and the others on the tower top, which suddenly beca quiet again.
"Aunt Wang, you..." Lin Tian turned to Wang Wanxi, but before he could finish, Wang Wanxi spat out a mouthful of blood, staining Lin Tian’s clothing red, as well as her own pristine dress.
With fresh blood spewed out, Wang Wanxi appeared as if her strength had been drained, collapsing weakly into Lin Tian’s arms, her appearance so frail it evoked pity.
"Aunt Wang, what’s wrong?" Lin Tian quickly reached out to support her, simultaneously checking her pulse.
"Lin Tian, Wanxi’s fine, no need to worry," Ling Zishan said, her tone not as urgent as Lin Tian’s.
Lin Tian remained unsettled, continuing to check Wang Wanxi’s pulse. When he felt a strong pulse, he finally breathed a small sigh of relief.
"Ling Pavilion Master, Aunt Wang’s pulse is strong, but why did..." Lin Tian pointed to the blood on his clothes, puzzled, as he was an outsider when it ca to problems in the advancent of Ancient Martial Artists.
"The situation was urgent just now; we injected too much True Energy into Wanxi all at once, forcing her to break through early. But it was a bit rushed, and the sudden excess energy caused her so injury," Ling Zishan explained.
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