Chapter 861: Are My Words Just Wind Past Your Ears?

If we compare only their cultivation stages, Luo Tianlin was not stronger than the ladies of the Exquisite Beauty Pavilion. However, Luo Tianlin's background had been far more daunting than all of the Exquisite Beauty Pavilion disciples combined. He was, after all, the previous teacher of their Master. Who would dare to disrespect such a figure?

Nevertheless, his unreasonable request was something the ladies could never accept. Once they entered the spell, it would be the same as walking toward death; nobody would ever agree to this. They did not want to burn bridges with him either. Therefore, they decided to back out of the exploration.

They never thought that the Saint Palace would be this overbearing and would stop them from leaving by weighing them down with status, without grace or mercy. Many ladies of the Exquisite Beauty Pavilion frowned. Color drained from the tall woman's face, and she spoke again after much silence, "Please calm down, Dean Luo. We actually..."

"Calm...what? Actually...what?"

The tall woman was interrupted by a lazy and impatient voice. Everyone was stunned. It was none other than Xu Que! Annoyed and flabbergasted, Xi Que's eyes met Luo Tianlin's, "Hey...Dean Luo, is that what you're called? You're the most senior here, eh? Very well then, take the lead and enter the spell. As a reputable teacher, you should set the benchmark!"

"Atrocious! How dare a mere cultivator at the Form Synthesis Stage speak?" Luo Tianlin's face darkened as he reprimanded Xu Que.

He had had enough. He had endured humiliation all this way and was at his limit. In the face of the Killer Formation that could very well cost him his life, he had finally run out of patience. He threw away any considerations for the Young Master. He was prepared to go against Xu Que directly! Upon hearing this, the people of the Saint Palace showed a slight ease. They had reached their limits too.

Wei Zixun's brows locked together as he was about to lecture his people.

However, before he could do that, Xu Que laughed coldly, "Ha, ha, there's no ground for me to speak? You must be overthinking. Are you saying I should freestyle this discussion?"

"Hmph! Cut your crap. This is between the Saint Palace and the Exquisite Beauty Pavilion. None of your business!" Luo Tianlin sneered. He felt no fear of Xu Que.

Another Saint Palace powerhouse nodded in agreement, "President Luo is right. This is a matter for the Saint Palace. Fellow cultivator, I advise you to stay out of this!"

"Fellow cultivator, we urge you to back off while you still can. Do not not cross the line!"

All the rest of the Saint Palace joined in the warnings. After all, to them, Xu Que was still a guy at the Form Synthesis Stage. Even though he displayed formidable powers, he could never compare to them! If not for their Young Master's bizarre obedience toward Xu Que and their constant stopping, they would have murdered Xu Que already.

"Elders, please do not fight. We, of the Exquisite Beauty Pavilion, are in the wrong. We have decided to take our leave now. Please excuse us!" The tall woman spoke, in fear of inciting Xu Que.

On the one hand, these words were used to stop Xu Que from rebutting the respected elders of the Saint Palace and blowing this issue way out of proportion. On the other hand, they would very much have liked to use this excuse to leave and withdraw from this mess.

"Wait, did I allow you to leave? Nobody shall leave this place without the Young Master's orders!" Luo Tianlin bellowed in anger. He cast a few spells and sealed off the exits of the cave.

"Dean Luo, are...are you trying to force us to our deaths?" The tall woman was petrified. The ladies behind her stirred, and so did the disbanded cultivators. Luo Tianlin's move had severed their path of retreat. He was explicitly telling them that he was bent on making them his cannon fodder!

Whiz!

A bolt of lightning flashed inside the cave, and a silhouette quickly appeared in front of Luo Tianlin.

Slap!

A crisp sound rang out and Luo Tianlin was sent flying for a few miles. His teeth were knocked out and blood splattered out of his mouth.

Everyone's jaws dropped.

The person who had slapped him was Xu Que!

A cultivator at the third level of the Form Synthesis Stage had delivered a slap that sent a long-time Crossing Calamity powerhouse flying?

How was that possible?

"You old rascal, are my words just wind past your ears?"

Xu Que strode forward and pulled a dizzy Luo Tianlin up by his collar. He frowned. "Did you not hear that I am from the Exploding Heavens Faction? I have already told you once, but you're still this cocky! I said that you're going into the spell! How dare you delegate my orders to someone else!"

Before Luo Tianlin could react, Xu Que swung his arms forward and threw him into the invisible Killing Spell.

"Stop!"

"How dare you!"

Various powerhouses of the Saint Palace yelled furiously, their eyes wide.

"No!" Luo Tianlin screamed in fear as he came to his senses.

However, Xu Que's humongous strength has surpassed any ordinary cultivator of the Form Synthesis Stage; he even slipped in a piece of the Taoist Connotation into Luo Tianlin's body.

In just the blink of an eye, Luo Tianlin fell into the killing spell with a heavy thud.

Boom!

After a loud explosion, the spell started to activate, and white lights began to flare. Strands of ancient killing intent tunneled crazily within the spell. They dispersed, then gathered again, and soon, thick and overwhelming killing intent filled the cave!

Creak! Creak! Creak!

At the same time, Luo Tianlin's body let out a sound that was similar to a deflating tire; he then froze on the spot. The next moment, millions of swords impaled Luo as he turned into dust. His ashes were raked up by a cold wind and stayed afloat on the same spot.

"Holy crap!" Xu Que cursed in astonishment.

A powerhouse at the peak of the Crossing Calamity Stage gone, just like that?

More horrifying was the fact that the spell had also destroyed the Taoist connotation he slipped into Luo Tianlin. This Killing Spell was not something people of their caliber could easily trespass!

"You lowly beast! You are asking for death!" The fellows of the Saint Palace realized what had happened and were outraged. They fished out their magic arts and charged at Xu Que! At this point, they couldn't be bothered with Wei Zixun anymore.

They could bear some humiliation if there were no casualties. However, Xu Que had now caused the death of the Third Dean of the Saint Palace. He had crossed their baseline and damaged their reputations. Even if Wei Zixun, the Young Master, tried to stop them, they would not tolerate this anymore!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Within seconds, dozens of towering True Core Strengths took shape in the air. They transformed into a formidable killing magic art, taking aim at Xu Que.

"Small piece of cake!" Xu Que smirked. His silhouette blurred as he moved at high speed and charged forward as an uncapturable shadow.

Whiz!

He instantly appeared before a Saint Palace powerhouse. He pressed down with much strength and with a strand on Taoist Connotation on his palm; he picked up the man, and with great force threw him into the killing spell behind him!

Then he moved to the back of the second Saint Palace powerhouse and repeated it, then the third, and the fourth. One by one, he threw those who were trying to kill him to their deaths!

Dozens of the strongmen of Saint Palace were picked up and thrown out by Xu Que as if they were garbage. Within seconds, more than 30 powerhouses at the Crossing Calamity Stage were cleaned out.

The vast area that they had previously occupied was now only left with Wei Zixun! The whole process took no more than a moment.

Everyone watched, stunned and horrified.