Chapter 739: Saving The Critical Situation

"What if I don't leave?" Meng Ping laughed coldly, and her pale and emaciated face was filled with frightful fierceness.

"Then we can only offend you." The yellow clothed old woman took a step forward, and her eyes were like lightning as her Origin Energy skyrocketed before sweeping out to attack Meng Ping once again.

Swish!

Meng Ping struck out with her sword. Even though she'd once again obstructed the yellow clothed old woman's attack, but the Origin Energy on her body completely died down, causing her to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood repeatedly, and her body was on the verge of collapse.

"Mother!" Nie Yuan hurriedly supported his own mother, and his eyes were suffused with crimson red as he stared fixedly at the yellow clothed old woman. "My Mother is currently the Sect Leader of the Flying Rainbow Sect... What should be your punishment for daring to lift a hand against the Sect Leader?!"

Unfortunately, the yellow clothed old woman paid utterly no attention to Nie Yuan, and she instead looked at Nie Rong who'd rushed over hurriedly to Meng Ping's side and supported her. "I've told both of you the last time... If you dare appear in the Flying Rainbow Sect once more, I'll surely cripple your cultivation! Now, will you cripple yourself...? Or shall I?"

Even if she was before the Sect Leader, Meng Ping, the yellow clothed old woman acted completely brazenly and spoke directly about wanting Meng Ping's husband, Nie Rong, to cripple his cultivation.

Nit Rong clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth, and his aged face seemed to be instantly covered in a layer of ice as he stared fiercely at the yellow clothed old woman.

"If you don't cripple your own cultivation after three breaths of time, then I'll happily help you." The yellow clothed old woman spoke indifferently.

"Elder Huang, don't go too far!" Meng Ping was angered to the point of spitting out blood repeatedly, and her voice was exceedingly hoarse.

"Sect Leader, don't interfere in this matter." The yellow clothed old woman didn't look Meng Ping in the eye but instead stared fixedly at Nie Rong who was by Meng Ping's side. "There's still another two breaths of time..."

"There's still another one breath of time."

"Since you won't cripple your own cultivation, then I can only do it myself!" After three breaths of time, the yellow clothed old woman abruptly strode forward.

Instantly, the airflow in the sky flashed as waves of piercingly cold gales rose, and it blew onto the clothes of the people the stood in midair to the point of fluttering in the wind.

The yellow clothed old woman walked step by step towards Nie Rong. Every single step she took seemed to transform into a sledgehammer that fiercely smashed onto Nie Rong's chest, causing Nie Rong's expression to become even more ghastly pale.

"Stay... Stay your hand!" Meng Ping struggled to stop the yellow clothed old woman. But unfortunately, her injuries were too heavy and even barely standing in midair caused her body to be on the verge of collapse, let alone making a move to stop the yellow clothed old woman.

Swoosh!

Right at this moment, Nie Yuan made a move. He seemed to have transformed into a cannonball that shot out in full fury straight towards the yellow clothed old woman.

"Futile effort!" When faced with Nie Yuan's attack, the yellow clothed old woman revealed an expression of disdain. With a raise of her hand, her palm swept out, and it seemed like a cattail leaf fan as it descended towards Nie Yuan.

If this palm were to strike its target, Nie Yuan would be crippled even if he survived.

"Yuan!" Meng Ping's expression darkened when she saw her son in danger, and she struggled with the intention of lending a hand. But, she was instead like a deflated rubber ball, and her body that was on the verge of collapse couldn't support itself any longer, causing her to crash towards the ground.

But the current Meng Ping didn't think about the consequences of falling from such a height as her gaze was staring fixedly at Nie Yuan.

That was the child that she'd been pregnant with for 10 months before giving birth to.

During these past few years, she'd owed her son too much.

If her son were to really die here, then she vowed that the meaning of her living on would be for nothing else but to take revenge for her son...

Revenge that wouldn't stop until one party died!

"Yuan!" Never had Nie Rong imagined that his son would take the initiative to attack the yellow clothed old woman for the sake of saving him, and his expression went grim as he flashed out with the intention of saving Nie Yuan.

But unfortunately, his speed was still too slow.

Nie Rong closed his eyes with slight despair when he saw the yellow clothed old woman's palm that was like a cattail leaf fan was about to envelop his son, and then two drops of tears rolled down. "Yuan..."

Bang!!

"AH!!" But, in the next moment, an enormous band that was accompanied by a miserable and shrill cry caused Nie Rong who had his eyes closed to be stunned.

He was able to discern that this wasn't the voice of his son, Nie Yuan.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a scene that he couldn't forget for his entire live.

Suddenly, a violet colored figure had appeared before his son.

"Mother!" After Nie Yuan escaped danger, he didn't have the time to think before plunging down from mid air at the first possible moment to catch Meng Ping who was swiftly falling, and then he heaved a sigh of relief.

After he confirmed that his mother was fine, Nie Yuan raised his head to look towards the sky, and he looked at the violet clothed figure with a dazed expression. "Little... Little Tian?"

"You... You crippled my cultivation!" Subsequently, the people present heard a cry that was filled with misery and hatred, then the Origin Energy on the body of the yellow clothed old woman's that had been blasted flying died down, and she held onto the location of her Dantian as she crashed to the ground.

But unfortunately, unlike Meng Ping who had her son to catch her, she fell fiercely onto the Martial Practice Ground and smashed her head open, causing her to be completely devoid of any signs of life.

No matter if it was on the ground or in the air, the Martial Practice Grounds were deathly silent at this moment.

One of the three Supreme Elders of the Flying Rainbow Sect died just like this?

Moreover, she's fallen to her death?

Subsequently, numerous gazes seemed as if they'd discussed it earlier as they stretched out from the Martial Practice Grounds to lock onto the violet colored figure in the air.

"He... He crippled the Supreme Elder's cultivation?"

"I didn't even see how he attacked clearly! Moreover, the Supreme Elder was crippled in a single move. Even though she wasn't prepared, but it's sufficient to show that his strength is extremely formidable."

"The Supreme Elder is an existence at the seventh level of the Void Prying Stage. Even if it's under the conditions that she was completely off guard, another seventh level Void Prying Stage martial artist might not be capable of crippling her cultivation so smoothly."

"In this way, his cultivation is at the eighth level of the Void Prying Stage or above?"

...

The crowd of Flying Rainbow Sect disciples on the Martial Practice Grounds couldn't help but gasp.

This violet clothed young man looked to be only around the age of 25, yet he actually possesses such terrifying strength?

"Eighth level of the Void Prying Stage?" Nie Rong and Nie Yuan looked at each other from afar when they heard the discussions of the Flying Rainbow Sect disciples, and then both of them perceived shock and sudden understanding from each other's eyes.

The shock was because they utterly had no knowledge that Duan Ling Tian possessed such a terrifying strength.

If they knew since long ago that Duan Ling Tian possessed such a terrifying strength, they wouldn't have been so anxious as they were earlier.

The sudden understanding was because they finally realized why Duan Ling Tian had the confidence to trespass forcefully into the Flying Rainbow Sect.

It turned out that in Duan Ling Tian's eyes, he utterly didn't take these old fellows of the Flying Rainbow Sect seriously.

At the same time that their hearts were filled with pleasant surprise, they couldn't help but laugh bitterly in their hearts.

To think that they thought it was impossible for Duan Ling Tian to possesses such a formidable strength earlier.

Now it would seem to they utterly could not use logic to deduce Duan Ling Tian's strength.

As soon as the yellow clothed old woman died, the azure clothed old woman and blue clothed old woman's expressions went grim.

The azure clothed old woman's expression was unsightly as she looked at Duan Ling Tian, and she asked with a grim voice. "Who exactly are you? Why did you kill the Supreme Elder of my Flying Rainbow Sect?"

"Kill? When did I kill someone?" Duan Ling Tian glanced indifferently at the azure clothed old woman and shrugged. "Don't falsely accuse a good person!"

Falsely accuse a good person?

Duan Ling Tian's words that sounded naïve caused everyone including Nie Yuan and Nie Rong to be unable to refrain from breaking out in laughter.

Especially the Flying Rainbow Sect disciples, all of them had rosy countenances as if they felt ashamed in Duan Ling Tian's place.

"You... You clearly killed Elder Huang, yet you dare make an excuse?" The azure clothed old woman spoke with a low voice.

"Elder Huang? The old hag that wore yellow colored clothes?" Duan Ling Tian glanced at the corpse that fell onto the Martial Practice Ground, and his brows raised. "I admit that I crippled her cultivation... But when did I kill her? Which one of your eyes saw me killing her?"

Duan Ling Tian's words caused the expression of the azure clothed old women to go even more livid. "You didn't directly kill her, but you crippled her cultivation while she was high in the air... What difference does this have from killing her?"

"Laughable!" Duan Ling Tian's handsome face that originally carried a casual expression was instantly covered in a layer of ice as he spoke with a cold voice. "She being high above in the air is her problem... Could it be that I asked her to come up high in the air?"

"You can't get through to him, so there's no need to say more to him." The blue clothed old woman stopped the azure clothed old woman that wanted to continue arguing with Duan Ling Tian, and she looked coldly and indifferently at Duan Ling Tian. "Who exactly are you? Why are you interfering in a matter of our Flying Rainbow Sect?"

"Who am I?" Duan Ling Tian looked at the blue clothed old woman as if he was looking at an idiot. "Your eyes wouldn't have gone bad with your age, right? Could it be that you didn't see that I came with Grandpa Nie and Uncle Nie? They're my loved ones, so can it be that I can't interfere in a matter related to them?"

Duan Ling Tian had placed extra emphasis on the words 'loved ones.'

The expressions of the two old women instantly sank when they heard this.

They suddenly noticed that the development of the matter seemed to have completely exceeded their expectations, and it had exceeded their control at the same time.

Not to mention anything else, just the violet clothed young man before their eyes obviously possessed a strength that was above theirs.

If they were to go head on with him, they felt that they might not be his match even if they joined forces.

The gazes of the Flying Rainbow Sect on the Martial Practice Grounds lit up when they saw the two great Supreme Elders of the sect being speechless before the violet clothed young man.

More than 90% of the disciples casted flirtatious gazes at Duan Ling Tian, as they wanted to obtain Duan Ling Tian's attention by this.

But unfortunately for them, Duan Ling Tian paid no attention to them from the beginning until the end.

But even then, they still swarmed at him like a flock of ducks.

For a time, the Flying Rainbow Sect's Martial Practice Ground had fallen into temporary deathly silence, and no one spoke as all of them were communicating with their gazes.

Finally, Meng Ping, the Sect Leader of the Flying Rainbow Sect spoke to break this short silence. "Yuan, who is this?"

Nie Yuan didn't dare dally when facing Meng Ping's question, and he smiled as he said, "Mother, this is the 'Little Tian' that I mentioned to you in the past."

"What?!" Meng Ping's pupils couldn't help but constrict when she heard Nie Yuan, and even her breathing became hurried as she asked with slight excitement. "He... He's the Duan Ling Tian from your Crimson Sky Kingdom?"

Meng Ping's excitement came from the heart, and the gaze she looked at Duan Ling Tian with was a gaze as if she'd seen some great figure.

Meng Ping's loss of composure was noticed by Duan Ling Tian, and he knew that Meng Ping had probably heard of some matters related to him.

Perhaps, it even included the matters that occurred in the Demonic Lotusblade Gorge lately...