Imperial Cultivation Chapter 1338 - 1334: Power

He harbored deep dissatisfaction with Li Hongzhao’s insolent attitude.

Even more so, he was displeased with the haughtiness displayed by these women hailing from the Phoenix Secret Land.

Possessing scant capability, yet an abundance of temper!

Witnessing her beautiful face cast a disdainful glance his way particularly ignited a desire within him to discipline her severely.

He silently cursed the young woman, thinking she was in dire need of a stern lesson to instill obedience!

Feng Nanyun shook his head, stating, "Junior Brother Zhao, let the matter rest."

Zhao Lican responded with a solemn tone, "Senior Brother, I wish to witness firsthand the might of Junior Sister Li’s Phoenix Divine Palm!"

"Junior Brother Zhao!" Feng Nanyun's brow furrowed.

He inwardly sighed, recognizing that Junior Brother Zhao's temper had been piqued once more.

The Green Lion Bloodline was indeed formidable, yet it carried inherent weaknesses, stemming from its fundamental nature.

The Green Lion's inherent disposition was one of absolute dominance, brooks no opposition.

In truth, all four unique bloodlines shared this characteristic: pride and an unparalleled sense of superiority.

However, this trait was especially pronounced within the Green Lion Bloodline.

While being provoked by the Phoenix maidens might have been suppressible for some, Junior Brother Zhao found himself unable to contain his primal instincts.

Certainly, Junior Brother Zhao was also subtly probing, seeking to gauge their true strength and intentions.

Zhao Lican remained resolute and unyielding, fixing a cold gaze upon Li Hongzhao, and declared, "Junior Sister Li, I implore you!"

Li Hongzhao turned to Feng Nanyun, inquiring, "Senior Brother Feng, if I defeat Senior Brother Zhao, you will no longer hold back your challenge, will you?"

"Junior Sister Li, it is common for one to feel an illusion of omnipotence when first mastering a Miracle Technique. It is merely a fleeting sensation," Feng Nanyun cautioned.

"Should I emerge victorious, what will Senior Brother Feng do?" Li’s phoenix-like eyes blazed with intensity.

The other maidens immediately chimed in.

"Indeed, Senior Brother Feng, are you perhaps afraid?"

"I suspect he is."

"Heh, I truly cannot comprehend how Senior Brother Feng attained his current Realm; where is the fabled courage of the Green Lion!"

"Most peculiar!"

...The young women burst into a chorus of chatter.

The faces of Zhao Lican and another young man flushed, their eyes glinting with cold animosity.

Feng Nanyun maintained his calm demeanor, shaking his head with a smile as he conceded, "Very well, Junior Sister Li. If you can best Junior Brother Zhao, I shall permit you to exchange a few moves with me."

"Excellent!" Li Hongzhao let out a soft chuckle, her gaze settling on Zhao Lican as she announced, "Senior Brother Zhao, prepare yourself for my palm!"

With an effortless flick of her wrist, she unleashed a gentle palm strike, exuding grace and elegance.

A sphere of crimson light rapidly coalesced within her palm, instantaneously forming, reminiscent of the vibrant hues of a setting sun.

It then propelled itself directly towards Zhao Lican.

Zhao Lican's expression turned serious as he thrust his right palm forward, intending to meet the oncoming force.

A resonant lion's roar seemed to echo faintly through the air.

Intertwined with the roar, his palm emanated a surge of verdant light, hurtling towards the sunset-hued attack.

"Chirp..."

A spectral phoenix materialized faintly above Li Hongzhao's head.

Its wings beat, emitting a radiant seven-colored light.

The sunset glow effortlessly shattered the incoming green light and struck Zhao Lican squarely in the chest before he could even react.

Zhao Lican was sent soaring backward, only to crash to the ground a hundred meters away.

After stumbling and regaining his footing, he collapsed, utterly unable to stand.

"Ah!"

"What incredible palm force!"

"The Phoenix Divine Palm!"

...The women gasped in astonishment.

The Phoenix Divine Palm was not an unfamiliar technique to them; its usual power was quite ordinary.

However, the force displayed now far surpassed their wildest expectations.

Had the recipient been an ordinary cultivator, this display would have been unremarkable.

But Zhao Lican was no ordinary individual; possessing the potent Green Lion Bloodline and possessing a deep cultivation base, he was nonetheless unable to withstand a single palm strike, rendering him completely incapacitated.

The true power of the Phoenix Divine Palm was undeniably immense!

One of the maidens exclaimed with awe, "Junior Sister, have you truly mastered the genuine Phoenix Divine Palm?!"

Li Hongzhao offered a smile and nodded affirmatively.

"This is the authentic Phoenix Divine Palm!"

A collective understanding dawned upon the onlookers.

Only the legendary, true Phoenix Divine Palm could account for such devastating palm power.

Li Hongzhao smiled, then turned her attention back to Feng Nanyun, stating, "Senior Brother Feng, it is now your turn."

"...Remarkable skill!" Feng Nanyun's expression shifted, and he admitted, "On this occasion, Junior Sister Li, you have truly turned adversity into an advantage!"

"I must still express my gratitude to you, Senior Brother Feng," Li Hongzhao replied. "Had I not been wounded by your hand, I might not have attained such profound understanding of the Phoenix Divine Palm."

"I accept that credit with a sense of shame," Feng Nanyun chuckled. "Then, I shall indeed experience the genuine Phoenix Divine Palm!"

When pushed to the brink, the inherent courage and dominance within a bloodline are fully unleashed.

It is a state of overwhelming suppression, conquering all opposition, embodying supreme and unique power!

A spectral green lion slowly materialized above Feng Nanyun's head, seemingly roaring its fury towards the heavens.

The potent roar resonated in the ears of the maidens, compelling them to instinctively tremble.

The Phoenix Bloodline acted as an immediate release from the spiritual suppression, igniting their fury at the insult to their dignity.

A single thought blazed in their minds: How dare a mere Green Lion presume to challenge the Phoenix!

They fixed their gaze upon him, eyes wide with indignation.

"Li, accept this palm strike!"

Feng Nanyun materialized behind Li Hongzhao, his hand descending in a powerful palm strike.

His movement technique was uncanny, conjuring multiple afterimages in an instant, blurring the line between reality and illusion.

Li Hongzhao let out a soft hum, twisting her body as she countered with a palm strike of her own.

A sphere of crimson light bloomed in her palm, colliding with Feng Nanyun’s jade-green light.

As Feng Nanyun closed in, the red light erupted, and a palm-sized phoenix seemed to break free from its confines, unfurling its wings with a clear, resonant cry.

Within that cry, the miniature phoenix transformed into a streak of red light, piercing Feng Nanyun’s palm-glow and merging into his hand.

"Bang!"

Feng Nanyun was sent hurtling backward.

"Puff!"

A gout of blood erupted from Feng Nanyun’s mouth, painting a crimson arc across the air.

He traveled ten feet, landing with a heavy "thud."

His backside skidded for several meters before he finally came to a halt.

"Ah—!"

The young women gasped in unison, stunned.

This outcome was utterly unforeseen.

Feng Nanyun and Zhao Lican were not the same; he stood as the foremost genius and combatant of the Green Lion Bloodline.

They had never imagined that even with Hongzhao’s prowess, she could strike Feng Nanyun so decisively with a single palm.

This was not merely a disparity within the same cultivation realm, but a monumental superiority spanning two realms.

"Incredible!"

"What a Phoenix Divine Palm!"

"Haha, truly the Phoenix Divine Palm!"

"Li, you're amazing!"

The girls erupted in cheers, a cascade of excited voices overlapping.

Li Hongzhao offered a radiant smile, "Senior Brother Feng, thank you for allowing me to win!"

Feng Nanyun clutched his chest, his face ashen, shaking his head with a wry smile.

"Wow."

He coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Another young man rushed forward to assist him, only to recoil from the searing heat radiating from Feng Nanyun.

Enduring the burning sensation, he struggled to support Feng Nanyun. "Senior Brother Feng..."

Feng Nanyun’s strength visibly waned, and he shook his head again, a faint smile playing on his lips. "What a Phoenix Divine Palm!"

Li Hongzhao remarked, "Senior Brother Feng, focus on your recovery. That Green Blood Pill will surely prove beneficial."

"Impressive!" Feng Nanyun clasped his fist in a gesture of respect.

Zhao Lican remained slumped far in the distance, his body utterly drained, unable to rise.

"Enough!" Song Chaoge raised a hand, his voice deep and commanding. "Cease this foolishness."

"Yes, Master," the girls replied, sticking out their tongues before falling silent.

Song Chaoge then instructed, "Hongzhao, offer a hand to Young Brother Feng."

"Yes, Master," Li Hongzhao affirmed.

She gently extended her palm once more.

A crimson light shot towards Feng Nanyun, coursing into his chest.

"Wow," Feng Nanyun expelled yet another mouthful of fresh blood.

The expelled blood carried an intense heat.

Nevertheless, Feng Nanyun’s complexion noticeably improved.

"Thank you, Sister Li." He managed to cup his fists, a wry smile gracing his lips. "I have certainly gained new insights today."

Li Hongzhao responded, "When I come to learn from your techniques next year, Senior Brother Feng, I hope you will be able to withstand a palm strike from me."

"I will," Feng Nanyun replied, his gaze lingering on her, a subtle glint in his eyes.

Li Hongzhao let out a soft chuckle. "Then I shall eagerly anticipate it."

Feng Nanyun offered a slow bow. "Uncle Song, this junior will now take his leave."

Song Chaoge waved him off. "Go, train diligently, and best Hongzhao next time."

"Yes," Feng Nanyun responded with a solemn salute before turning and walking away deliberately.

Li Hongzhao remotely waved her hand.

A scarlet beam of light streaked towards Zhao Lican, who was a hundred meters away, entering his body.

"Puff!" Zhao Lican sputtered a mouthful of blood, collapsing weakly to the ground, utterly incapacitated.

Another young man immediately shot Feng Nanyun an angry glare.

Feng Nanyun’s brow furrowed, causing him to halt his steps.

Li Hongzhao stated calmly, "He should not sustain any critical injuries either."

Feng Nanyun’s lips twitched. He cupped his fists and approached Zhao Lican.

Another young man quickly stepped forward to help Zhao Lican upright.

Zhao Lican wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression sullen and his silence profound.

Beyond words.