NOVEL WEB Chapter 6:
Chapter 6: The Holy Land Descends! High and Mighty? Crushed with One Palm! What a Weak True Disciple
Time passed quietly—more than ten minutes slipped by.
Just as Chu Junge was getting used to and mastering his massive surge in strength, he suddenly sensed something. His eyes snapped open, and he looked up toward the sky.
In the next moment, the sky above the Demon Cave seemed to shift and darken. Radiant golden light spread, accompanied by overwhelming divine might.
Under this pressure, the unconscious higher-ups of the Star River Sect, along with Li Fan and Liu Yan’er, gradually awakened. As they opened their eyes, they saw a young man and two elders descending from the void.
As soon as the three appeared, they seemed to stir the world itself. Visions of a celestial river flowed endlessly, as if the three of them had stepped out from its waters, resonating with the heavens and earth.
The Celestial River Phenomenon!
It was the signature phenomenon of the Celestial River Holy Land—a vision triggered by the cultivation techniques of their disciples.
The Celestial River Holy Land was the ruler of the Eastern Wasteland’s Water Domain. Sects like the Star River Sect were merely subordinate branches under its control.
“Welcome, Celestial River Holy Land!”
“Welcome, Celestial River Holy Land!”
“Welcome, Celestial River Holy Land!”
Liu Haitian and the others looked joyful as they struggled to their feet and bowed deeply to the three figures.
“The Celestial River Holy Land…” A longing and admiration appeared in Li Fan’s eyes, gradually replaced by firm determination.
Just wait. To him, the Star River Sect was just a stepping stone. It wouldn’t be long before he entered the Holy Land and became one of its disciples. He believed this without a doubt.
Noticing Li Fan’s expression, admiration flickered in Liu Yan’er’s eyes. She liked Li Fan precisely because of his confidence—and she believed he could achieve it.
“You half-blooded freak, just wait. With the Holy Land’s experts here, your death is certain!” Liu Haitian glared at Chu Junge with hatred.
“One at the Mortal Shedding Realm, two at the Divine Treasure Realm,” Chu Junge murmured, not even glancing at Liu Haitian. He observed the three figures in the sky with a playful smirk.
Before receiving the system’s reward, cultivators at the Divine Treasure Realm might have posed some trouble. But now that his foundation was completely reforged?
Divine Treasure Realm? Even two great realms above him meant nothing. Just ants!
“I am Wang Chenfeng, a True Disciple of the Celestial River Holy Land. The Holy Land received a report and sent me here to handle the situation. These two are outer elders of our Holy Land,” Wang Chenfeng announced coldly, arms behind his back, looking down at Liu Haitian and the others like a superior judging mortals.
As for Chu Junge, he gave him a mere glance and didn’t even bother paying attention.
A small sect’s Yuan Core cultivator? His realm was even lower than his own. Just a bug—hardly worth a second thought.
However, the two elders behind him were a bit suspicious. Chu Junge’s aura didn’t feel like the demonic one described in the report, but since he was just a bug, they didn’t dwell on it.
“True Disciple!” The crowd was invigorated, joy spreading across their faces.
A True Disciple personally arrived, flanked by elders! Chu Junge was definitely doomed now—no escape!
“Chu Junge! You tried to release the demon race and overthrow the human race. You humiliated the elders and disregarded the safety of humanity. You’re a filthy half-demon freak! Just wait for your death!” Li Fan snarled, recalling all the shame and humiliation he had suffered. He pointed at Chu Junge, convinced that victory was his.
“Chu Junge?” Wang Chenfeng stared down and said indifferently, “You mongrel. Kneel down now, and I’ll place a slave seal on you. From today onward, you’ll guard the Demon Cave for eternity. If you offer large amounts of demon blood each year, I can represent the Holy Land and spare your life.”
“The Holy Land…” Chu Junge repeated calmly, then said with a flat tone, “I don’t like people standing when they talk to me. So kneel.”
As he spoke, Chu Junge raised his hand. Spiritual energy gathered in the sky, and a massive jade-white palm slammed down toward Wang Chenfeng.
“How dare you!”
“A mere ant dares strike at a True Disciple of the Holy Land? Ignorant fool—die!”
Wang Chenfeng was furious. His cultivation flared, and the celestial river vision intensified as he struck back at Chu Junge.
“A demon beast will always be a demon beast—doesn’t even know his place. He dares challenge a True Disciple of the Holy Land? He’s doomed!” Li Fan and the others sneered coldly, already picturing Chu Junge’s end.
Buzz!!!
Facing Wang Chenfeng’s attack, Chu Junge didn’t even activate his Divine Body. He merely channeled the miraculous power of the imperial scriptures.
Behind him appeared the vision of a Sacred Body tearing through a golden roc. A single drop of blood burned through the starry sky. A shadowy figure began preaching the Dao across the universe…
Countless visions converged and collapsed inward. The power of the jade-white palm Chu Junge unleashed skyrocketed, as if infused with divine majesty and immortal will. As it swept forward, even space froze, collapsing everything before it.
“This is…”
The two elders’ expressions changed as they prepared to act—
But it was too late!
BOOM!!!
The palm landed. Wang Chenfeng’s attack was completely obliterated. The palm struck him squarely, slamming him from the sky to the ground at Chu Junge’s feet—kneeling, completely unable to move.
When I tell you to kneel… you kneel!
“A True Disciple of the Holy Land? Such a weak one.” Chu Junge casually withdrew his hand.
The entire place… fell into utter silence.
Not a sound. Not even a whisper.