The woman crashed into the stone wall in a spread-eagle position, causing the surrounding rocks to crack like countless centipedes slithering outward in all directions.
**Boom!**
At the last moment, her body convulsed as if struck by another unseen force, embedding her deeper into the stone wall.
The impact left a human-shaped crater in the rock face, a grotesque and shocking sight. Blood gushed from her mouth, her nose dripped crimson, and her tattered clothes clung to her battered form.
“Ah—!” she shrieked, struggling free before stumbling to the ground like a drunkard, her face flushed and eyes burning red with fury.
“How dare you treat me like this?! Jin Yun, sisters—kill him! Tear him apart!” she screeched, her hair wild, resembling a deranged harpy.
Clearly, she was accustomed to commanding others, and this humiliation was unbearable. She wanted Shi Hao dead immediately.
The onlookers exchanged uneasy glances. That young man’s display was extraordinary—just a single soundwave had sent a cultivator of considerable strength flying.
“Still refusing to learn your lesson?!” Shi Hao roared, his voice concentrated into a tangible force. This time, the soundwave manifested as visible silver ripples, surging toward the woman like a tidal wave.
“Break!” she screamed, crossing her arms in a defensive stance. A silver lunar disc materialized before her, attempting to block the attack.
But it was too late. The ripples, though seemingly gentle, carried the force to shake mountains. They crashed into her with devastating effect.
**CRACK!**
A thunderous impact echoed, followed by the sickening snap of bones. The woman was sent flying once more, smashing into the low stone hill with even greater force.
**BOOM!**
A section of the hill shattered, debris flying as her twisted body tumbled out. She lay motionless like a dead fish, eyes rolling back in agony, unable to faint despite the pain. Her venomous glare at Shi Hao was laced with newfound fear.
She had never experienced such humiliation—the young man looked down on her with utter disdain.
“Ancient Savage Bull’s Roar,” came a cold, detached voice from afar. It was Jin Yun, her tone indifferent, as if the woman’s fate meant nothing to her.
Clad in a form-fitting silver robe that accentuated her curves, Jin Yun had sharp, delicate features and an air of arrogance. Her chin was slightly raised, exuding self-importance.
“Jin Yun!” Feng Wu gritted her teeth. Once a cheerful and radiant girl, she now trembled with barely suppressed rage.
Last time, she had suffered a grievous injury—not from a fair defeat, but from Jin Yun’s treachery. Initially agreeing to a duel using only contemporary techniques, Jin Yun had suddenly unleashed two strands of immortal energy, catching Feng Wu off guard. Worse, after knocking her down, Jin Yun had stepped on her chest, mocking her while stealing her treasured Seven-Colored Immortal Gold Arrow.
“You’re just a loser. Spare me your excuses,” Jin Yun sneered, her chin still lifted in disdain.
“You’re despicable!” Qing Yi snapped.
Feng Wu’s face was sallow, a lingering effect of that battle. She had nearly died, her vitality severely drained.
Shi Hao intervened. “No need to waste anger on trash like her. Soon, we’ll beat her until she grovels.”
He placed a drop of Phoenix Blood into Feng Wu’s mouth, then moved behind her, pressing his fingers against her back to stimulate her blood flow and accelerate healing.
“You’ve got some skill, mastering the Savage Bull’s sound technique to this degree. But playing the hero is unwise,” Jin Yun remarked coolly.
Ignoring her, Shi Hao focused on Feng Wu. With each strike of his palm, violet ripples surged into her body—he was employing the Thunder Emperor’s Art, using its yang energy to activate the Phoenix Blood.
**RUMBLE!**
Flames erupted within Feng Wu, enveloping her like a phoenix reborn from ashes. A faint phoenix cry echoed as a spectral avian form merged with her, restoring her vitality. Her complexion regained its rosy glow, her skin flawless once more.
But Shi Hao frowned. The real damage wasn’t the physical wounds—it was the **Dao Injury** inflicted by Jin Yun, a deliberate strike at Feng Wu’s foundation.
Jin Yun’s expression finally flickered. This boy could heal **Dao Injuries**? Such ability was extraordinary.
“Qi Hong, as a Blue Lion, test him. See if his bull’s roar is stronger than your lion’s,” Jin Yun transmitted mentally.
Beside her, a lion-headed man with a towering blue mane stepped forward. Without hesitation, he unleashed a **Lion’s Roar**, shaking the heavens. Feng Wu’s thatched hut exploded into splinters.
Many bystanders gasped. Even those wary of Jin Yun found this excessive—interrupting a healing session was outright malicious.
A barrier of light shielded Shi Hao and the others, neutralizing the sonic assault. Only the surroundings suffered damage.
“Seeking death?” Shi Hao growled, never pausing his treatment.
The Blue Lion roared again, this time revealing its true form—a massive, azure-maned beast with fangs like daggers. Its sonic waves surged like tidal ripples.
“**DIE!**” Shi Hao countered, his soundwave no mere imitation of a bull’s roar but a **Dao Divine Sound**, infused with the Thunder Emperor’s power. It shattered the lion’s attack and struck its ears like a thunderclap.
**BOOM!**
The lion staggered, fur standing on end, blood leaking from its nostrils.
Another roar, and it pounced, its blue fur hardening into thousands of needle-like projectiles—**Lion’s Fur Needles**, a deadly last resort.
**CRACKLE!**
Lightning erupted around Shi Hao, incinerating the needles mid-air. Then, with a swing of his hand, a hundred-zhang-long thunderblade materialized.
**SLASH!**
The lion’s hindquarters were severed clean off. It howled, writhing in agony as its massive body collapsed onto the terrain.
“You need nourishment to recover. Lion meat should suffice,” Shi Hao said casually, chilling the spectators. A mighty lion king, butchered for mere ingredients.
Feng Wu’s injuries—even the **Dao Injury**—were fully healed. Jin Yun’s pupils constricted in shock.
“Rest a few days, and you’ll be back to peak condition,” Shi Hao told Feng Wu.
Then he turned, locking eyes with Jin Yun.
“**You. Come here. Time to settle accounts.**”
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