Perfect World - Chapter 469 - Chapter 469: Chapter 469: Battle of the Venerable One

Chapter 469: Chapter 469: Battle of the Venerable One

“Little Stone, are you addressing me?” Outside the imperial palace walls, the middle-aged Daoist priestess, clad in flowing moon-white robes, presented an extraordinary appearance yet bore a very cold demeanor, holding a horsetail whisk in her hand, her aura outstanding.

The city walls were thick and imposing; all the War Generals on top changed color, as referring to Little Stone as such after the battle with the twin stones was considered a term of endearment and praise. However, the priestess’s overbearing attitude, especially addressing Shi Hao as such after he had become the emperor, was undoubtedly a form of disrespect.

This nickname Little Stone was akin to calling someone Little Li or Little Wu, without regard. The priestess had previously referred to him as a child, her arrogance unmistakable, looking down from her lofty position.

“Daoist priestess, are you provoking me?” Shi Hao’s voice emanated from inside the imperial palace, grandeur mixed with authority, sharpness coupled with chilliness.

“Little Stone, why not come out and meet?” said the middle-aged Daoist priestess.

“Daoist priestess, cease your disrespect; do not utter nonsense here and show disrespect to the emperor!” a War General rebuked.

Having become the New Emperor, to be addressed in such a manner was definitely scornful, and many War Generals could not tolerate it. This was the emperor of a nation and such disrespect from outsiders could not be tolerated.

“Oh, isn’t this how everyone refers to him? Such a remarkable youth deserves such praise, and I too am impressed,” said the middle-aged Daoist priestess, her expression indifferent as she stood in front of the city walls.

“You… How dare you!” a War General roared, ordering all on the city walls to hold great black bows, stringing them with special arrow feathers, the tips red and glowing, casting a special kind of characters.

These were Soul-Piercing Arrows, specially refined for taking down great cultivators, capable of penetrating Ferocious Beasts and slaying those of Imperial Titles. There weren’t many of these arrows, but once fired, even the heavens and earth would lose their color.

“A distinguished guest arrives, yet you greet her with such negligence, drawing bows at her. Are you forcing me to defend myself?” the Daoist priestess said coldly.

There she stood, with whisps after whisps of white mist surrounding her, emitting pulsations of supreme strength, the aura of the Venerable One unmistakable. In an instant, heaven and earth rumbled violently.

Everyone on the city walls was taken aback, feeling a magnificent pressure. This was the power fluctuation of the Venerable One, the disparity in rank too vast to bridge, and the soldiers were filled with an innate sense of powerlessness.

The middle-aged Daoist priestess released a silver ripple, which rapidly expanded after spreading out, like a tidal wave that threatened to engulf everyone on the city walls, deafening to the ear.

“Insolence!” A stern shout pierced through, like a Heavenly Sword cutting across the sky, catching the silver ripples and scattering them into the void.

Inside the imperial palace, upon a pathway paved with white jade, Shi Hao advanced step by step, clad in golden armor, his back carrying the National Guardian Divine Halberd, a Divine Spirit Law Sword in hand. His gaze was like two torches, his presence daunting.

With creaking sounds, the Vermilion Giant Gates swung open and Shi Hao walked out, fixing his gaze on the middle-aged Daoist priestess.

“Little Stone, I come on behalf of the Heaven Mending Sect. Though you are the ruler of this nation, you should invite me into the imperial palace. Such neglect is hardly the way to treat a guest,” the middle-aged Daoist priestess stated.

“I’m letting you in, do you dare?” Shi Hao said, his posture derisive.

The middle-aged Daoist priestess was a Venerable One, having cultivated for most of her life and traveled the world over, having seen all manner of powerful beings. Now, a youth faced her with such a stance, cooling her gaze significantly.

The name Little Stone had already spread beyond the domain; she had naturally heard it, particularly after his ascension as emperor, the shock resonating through the world, majestic and awe-inspiring. But upon her arrival, she still maintained an air of haughtiness because the other party was too young, while she had reigned as Venerable One for a century.

“To ascend as the ruler of a nation at such a young age is no small feat. Your words may be confident, but do not forget, the world is vast and the talented are many. You should harbor a modicum of respect, especially when facing your elders,” the middle-aged Daoist priestess stated.

“Do I need your teachings?” Shi Hao’s response was brief.

The Daoist priestess’s expression shifted, from the beginning, the youth had been sparse with words, exhibiting a high-handed attitude from the heart, speaking to her with a dismissive air.

“Youth, you are too arrogant. I am a Venerable One, and even an emperor should not treat me with such contempt, to say nothing of the fact that your throne is as precarious as a pile of eggs. How do you dare be so self-important?” the middle-aged Daoist priestess reprimanded.

“Instead of reflecting on yourself, you accuse me of disrespect. If you seek death, I’ll oblige; if not, leave!” Shi Hao said coldly.

Not to mention the group of War Generals on the city wall being dumbstruck, even the middle-aged Daoist priestess herself turned pale with anger. Shi Hao’s directness left no room for face-saving, striking right at the heart.

In the end, the young emperor had been completely composed throughout, not treating her as a serious concern. This attitude infuriated her.

“Schtick!”

Shi Hao took the initiative to strike, his Golden Battle Sword tracing a gleam of light, resplendent and luminous like the falling Star River but accompanied by an unrivaled ferocity as it slashed towards the middle-aged Daoist priestess.

“A mere Formation Arrangement Realm youngster dares to be so presumptuous with me!” the middle-aged Daoist priestess exclaimed.

With a single gesture, a streak of silver light appeared, confronting the Sword Qi in an instant. The collision was like an exploding star, the heavens and earth erupting in a surge of unparalleled fierceness.

Fortunately, endless True Dragon Energy rose from all directions, restraining the heavens and earth, sealing off the area. Otherwise, the capital might have been shattered by the casual strike of the Venerable One, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas.

Clearly taken aback, the middle-aged Daoist priestess was surprised that a fifteen-year-old youth could withstand her strike. What sort of might was this? Her heart shook; it defied reason.

One should note, she was the Venerable One, exalted above all. How could mere mortal strength contend with hers?

At that moment, Shi Hao took steps forward, leaving the imperial palace; his entire being shrouded in rich dragon energy, with thick Celestial Dragons coiling around him, a sight to behold.

“Behead!”

The middle-aged Taoist nun’s fingers were like knives, shooting out a streak of silver light that transformed into the shape of a blade, rapidly enlarging to several hundred zhang in length, sweeping forward with the momentum of an army.

Shi Hao swept his Golden Battle Sword, its brilliance dazzling like the blooming of a sun, colliding with the several-hundred-zhang-long silver blade light, causing another intense tremor as heaven and earth resonated.

The silver Sword Qi was shattered and dispersed into the void.

“Imperial Dragon Energy!” murmured the middle-aged Taoist nun, her eyes flickering with surprise. In just a few days, Little Stone had become so outrageous, merging with the fate of a nation and grasping such a mysterious power.

Otherwise, no matter how outstanding he was, he could not possibly confront a Venerable One. There had never been a case of a fifteen-year-old youth being able to stand against a Venerable One.

“So what if you use Imperial Dragon Energy? You’ve only just grasped it; it’s ultimately an external force. Watch how I suppress you!” said the middle-aged Taoist nun with great dominance.

Her hand glowed as she waved her horsetail whisk, and a burst of silver light exploded. Three thousand silver threads surged towards him like ropes, diving down from all directions to bind the youth.

With a humming sound, Shi Hao vibrated his sword, and the Golden Divine Sword quivered faintly, emitting a roaring sound before rays of auspicious light bloomed from him like rainbows, the Sword Qi surging forward.

The clanging sounds were deafening; all the silver threads were slashed by the Sword Qi. The fierce clash between the two set off a world-shaking glow. The whole sky was ablaze with light, and the entire imperial city trembled.

The only fortunate thing was that there was an Array in this place, activated fully, and the surging Imperial Dragon Energy bound all sides, blocking the shockwaves. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

“Old witch, you’re just so-so; how dare you come here with such arrogance?” Shi Hao spoke.

The middle-aged Taoist nun was also considered beautiful, having stunned a region in her youth, and as a disciple of the Heaven Mending Sect, she was respected wherever she went. She had lived her life above the worldly fray.

Yet now, she was coldly addressed by a youth who didn’t take her seriously, stirring a surge of anger in her, difficult to quell even after hundreds of years of cultivation.

“Junior, I’ll discipline you and show you how to respect your elders!” she shouted.

In an instant, two stunning rainbows shot up, penetrating the clouds as they entered into a great battle in the heavens.

A fierce wind raged, accompanied by angry howls, flashes of lightning, and thunder. Various phenomena filled the sky above as the two powerful beings fought, triggering terrifying scenes.

The people of the capital were terrified, their hearts racing and souls nearly splitting. Were these the Venerable Ones? Their power was too horrifying, capable of destroying mountains and filling vast lakes and seas with a single move.

What was even more astonishing was that the New Emperor was matchlessly powerful. At just over a decade old, he could contend with a powerful figure from the Heaven Mending Sect. It was simply inconceivable.

In the Cultivation World, such talent could scare people to death. Being fifteen and fighting a Venerable One, it left everyone dumbfounded, especially the cultivators of the three sects, all of whom were terrified.

“Chi!”

A sword light flashed by, and three thousand silver threads fluttered. The horsetail whisk was sliced, and the middle-aged Taoist nun was at a disadvantage, shocked many onlookers.

“What’s going on? How can Little Stone be so powerful? He shouldn’t have reached the Venerable Realm yet.”

“It’s the Imperial Dragon Energy. Look, around him, there are faint appearances of Celestial Dragons entwining him, continuously drawing mysterious power from the imperial palace for his use.”

The cultivators of the three sects looked sullen, all gazing up at the sky.

“Where is Fairy Yue Chan?” The middle-aged Taoist nun couldn’t hold it any longer. She hadn’t expected her battle with Shi Hao to be so passive, placing her at a disadvantage.

Her main purpose for coming to the imperial palace was to inquire about Fairy Yue Chan’s whereabouts. She meant to intimidate them first, but instead, she ended up in a stalemate, unable to shake Little Stone.

“Lower your stance and beg me,” Shi Hao sneered.

“You… arrogant!” The middle-aged Taoist nun’s eyes were icy, and she shouted loudly.

“Chi!”

Suddenly, heaven and earth erupted, and the Magic Sword in Shi Hao’s hand glowed, starting to emit Divine Spirit fluctuations. This presence was so oppressive that everyone in the city trembled, wishing to kneel down.

The middle-aged Taoist nun shouted lightly, and a black tortoiseshell shield appeared in her hand, radiating dark radiance, blazing intensely, with a grand aura that was sacred and majestic.

“Bang!”

With a loud crash, the black tortoiseshell showed cracks after being struck by the Golden Divine Sword, trembling violently before furiously drawing Heaven and Earth Essence Qi and flying backwards.

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“My Profound Shield!” The middle-aged Taoist nun cried out, her eyes filled with grief. This was the most precious Magic Artifact she had received from the Heaven Mending Sect, claimed to be indestructible, left behind by an ancient divine turtle, and it had been cleaved with a crack.

“Chi!”

Shi Hao’s gaze was intimidating. With a swing of his Golden Divine Sword, the sword light displayed a thousand illusions, and the aura surged like a rainbow, sweeping in all directions.

“Pff!”

The middle-aged Taoist nun’s arm fell, blood shining brightly, shooting upwards, and with a loud cry, shock filled her eyes. She was unexpectedly wounded at the hands of a teenager. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to WebNovel to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.WebNovel to read.)