Madam Jin staggered, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, her face ashen with fury. Never in her life had she suffered such humiliation.
For an entire era, she had been domineering and accustomed to absolute authority. Yet today, she had been struck across the face—an unimaginable disgrace, as if the heavens had collapsed. Flames of rage burned in her eyes, her battle aura surging violently.
**Boom!**
Another earth-shaking tremor erupted as the Great Elder flicked his sleeve once more, as if an entire sky had descended upon her.
“Ah—!” Madam Jin let out a furious roar, her body erupting with radiant light as her blood essence ignited. She charged forward to block the attack.
**Thud!**
The impact sent her reeling backward, unable to withstand the Great Elder’s assault. And from within that vast sleeve, Meng Tianzheng’s palm struck again.
The *Indestructible Scripture*—renowned as the mightiest body-refining technique in existence. Once mastered, one could catch supreme artifacts bare-handed, let alone engage in close-quarters combat.
Meng Tianzheng’s palm descended, golden radiance blazing. His five fingers turned into molten gold, shattering Madam Jin’s protective barrier with a resounding **crack!**
**Slap!**
This time, he struck her face squarely, sending fresh blood spilling from her lips.
Had it been anyone else, their head would have exploded into mist. But Madam Jin was, after all, a Supreme Being. She burned her blood essence, summoning divine light to mitigate the humiliation and danger.
“Ah—!” she shrieked, her hair disheveled, her eyes icy with hatred as she retreated at lightning speed.
She had never imagined Meng Tianzheng would be so ruthless, showing no mercy, humiliating her—a Supreme Being—before so many witnesses.
In her mind, even if he sought to settle scores, he would merely defeat and suppress her. With Wang Changsheng and others present, she had assumed she would emerge unscathed.
But never had she expected Meng Tianzheng to be so ferocious, slapping her without a shred of dignity left for a Supreme Being.
She knew that after this battle, even as a Supreme, her reputation would be in tatters. What kind of Supreme Being allowed themselves to be slapped in public?
Madam Jin’s roar was terrifying. Had it been allowed to spread unchecked, countless nearby cultivators would have been obliterated—body and soul—by the sheer force of a peak human realm expert.
Fortunately, other Supremes were present. With a wave of their hands, they summoned divine radiance, forming a protective barrier to shield the onlookers.
Everyone was stunned. A Supreme Being—reduced to being slapped repeatedly—left them dumbfounded, their minds reeling.
They could scarcely believe it. A being of such lofty status, humiliated so brutally.
The Jin Clan members turned deathly pale. If even their strongest pillar, Madam Jin, was treated this way by Meng Tianzheng, what hope did they have?
The Du Clan, the Pixiu, and other great families trembled in fear. None of them had a Supreme Being in their ranks. If they were to be purged, they would fare even worse than the Jin Clan.
The younger generation watched in awe, barely restraining their cheers.
Especially the Heavenly Horned Ant. Had it not been for Chang Gongyan holding it back, it would have howled with laughter, mocking Madam Jin mercilessly—it found the scene utterly satisfying.
Qing Yi, the Ten Crown King, and others also felt a surge of vindication. Seeing the arrogant Madam Jin humbled by the Great Elder filled them with immense satisfaction.
The little rabbit clamped her hands over her mouth, fearing she might scream in excitement—or worse, curse the old witch outright.
As for the other factions, the war advocates who had earlier felt stifled now stood speechless. They wanted to cheer but hesitated, unsure of the consequences.
Meng Tianzheng advanced once more, his expression icy.
“Are you truly ignorant of the rules of that ancient realm, or did you deliberately hand over Shi Hao?!”
His strikes were relentless, his eyes like twin bolts of lightning, shaking the heavens. The *Indestructible Scripture* made his physical body peerless.
Even grievously wounded, Meng Tianzheng remained unstoppable, overwhelming his foe with sheer might.
The Jin Clan’s techniques were unique, inherited from the Immortal Ancient Era, specializing in close combat. Their reputation was fearsome, their legacy among the greatest in body refinement.
Jin Zhan, one of their disciples, exemplified this path—cultivating the modern method, pushing his physique to the absolute limit in the Sacred Academy.
Rumors even suggested that the modern method had been influenced by the Jin Clan’s ancient scriptures.
That was how terrifying their lineage was!
Yet today, the Jin Clan’s greatest strength—their unrivaled close combat—was being utterly suppressed by Meng Tianzheng.
Madam Jin was formidable, which was why she dared command respect from all factions. But now, she was completely outmatched.
The *Indestructible Scripture* did not belong to this era. Since Shi Hao obtained it, he had shared it unreservedly with the Great Elder, who had mastered its essence.
Now, Meng Tianzheng’s indestructible body eclipsed the Jin Clan’s vaunted techniques, rendering their supremacy meaningless.
Madam Jin was powerful, but today, she was shackled. Her greatest strength had been surpassed, leaving her helpless.
**Boom!**
Sure enough, within a dozen exchanges, she was sent reeling again, blood dripping from her lips.
Simultaneously, the Great Elder unleashed his most devastating divine abilities, pressing his assault relentlessly.
**Slap!**
Another brutal strike landed on Madam Jin’s face. Despite her clan’s supreme body-refining arts, her visage was shattered, her cheekbone fractured, teeth sent flying.
“Meng Tianzheng, you go too far!” Madam Jin snarled, her eyes venomous. She glanced at Wang Changsheng before launching another desperate attack.
She refused to yield, secretly urging Wang Changsheng to join forces and suppress Meng Tianzheng.
In truth, the Great Elder could have sealed her long ago. But he chose to strike her publicly, venting his fury.
“Shi Hao is the only one to succeed in the *Fusing with the Seed* path—our last hope! Yet you betrayed him. Killing you today would be justified!” Meng Tianzheng roared.
**Slap!**
Another resounding blow landed on Madam Jin’s face. No matter how she tried to evade, she could not escape the humiliation.
“Enough, fellow Daoist. Let this end here,” Wang Changsheng finally interjected, stepping forward.
“Wrongdoings demand consequences!” The Great Elder remained unmoved.
“What wrong have I committed? He was just one Shi Hao!” Madam Jin retorted coldly.
“Just one Shi Hao? Do not make me suspect you are the traitor within the Imperial Pass!” Meng Tianzheng’s words sent shockwaves through the gathered Supremes.
“You—! Slander! Show proof!” Madam Jin’s face twisted in fury.
**Boom!**
Meng Tianzheng erupted with even greater intensity, his aura crushing Madam Jin until she swayed unsteadily.
“Brother, restrain yourself. It is time to stop,” Wang Changsheng urged.
“I will interrogate her myself!” Meng Tianzheng refused.
“I will fight you to the death!” Madam Jin howled.
Amid the fierce clash, the Great Elder unleashed a relentless barrage, sealing her movements.
**Clang!**
Wang Changsheng finally intervened—with the *Pacifying Chaos Sword Art*!
One of the three supreme sword techniques of history, its offensive power was unmatched, unrivaled in the world.
A sword embryo shot from Wang Changsheng’s brow—small, no longer than a palm, pitch-black like carved obsidian, radiating terrifying darkness.
This was the *Soul Sword Embryo*, the pinnacle of soul cultivation, capable of slaying immortals and demons alike.
**Zing!**
The sword hummed as it shot forth.
For the first time, Meng Tianzheng’s expression grew solemn. Yet he did not retreat. Instead, he formed a hand seal and met the blade head-on.
Wang Changsheng’s pupils constricted in shock. This was not how Meng Tianzheng usually fought.
**Clang!**
Meng Tianzheng flicked the sword embryo aside with a finger.
And in that same motion, he pressed forward, no longer holding back.
**Slap! Slap! Slap!**
In an instant, he suppressed Madam Jin, nearly sealing her, then struck her face repeatedly—thirty-six times in succession.
**Spurt!**
Blood sprayed from Madam Jin’s mouth, her teeth all shattered.
The onlookers gaped in disbelief. A Supreme Being—publicly humiliated beyond recovery.
**Clang!**
Wang Changsheng’s *Soul Sword Embryo* flared with shifting colors, growing even more terrifying. He attacked again.
**Clang!**
Meng Tianzheng met it with a fist, unyielding.
One had perfected the body, the other the soul—both were peerless.
The Wang Clan members paled with worry.
“Let this end,” Elder Qing Mu and others stepped in to mediate.
Wang Changsheng withdrew his sword, ceasing his assault.
“Regardless, Madam Jin must be sealed. I will interrogate her!” The Great Elder declared. The traitor within the Imperial Pass would be exposed.
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