novelraw Chapter 1358 - 1356: The High Priest's Pressure—No One Can Endure More Than 10 Breaths!
Chapter 1358 - 1356: The High Priest's Pressure—No One Can Endure More Than 10 Breaths!
Boom!
A thunderous explosion went off in Lin Fan's mind, as if it was about to blow his entire head apart!
His head felt like it was going to split open!
The agony was unbearable!
Lin Fan had never felt anything like this before.
It was that feeling of an insurmountable gap between himself and the opponent as soon as they made a move.
It was as if he was facing the most terrifying monster in the world.
No matter how hard you tried, you knew you could never be a match for them!
It's like some people effortlessly getting into prestigious universities, while even after exhausting all your energy, you can't score higher than their little finger.
This is the disparity!
A stark disparity!
Lin Fan admitted that he had felt this way when facing Dongmen Buju, but not as intensely as now.
At least back then, he had the support of the Divine Phoenix, whereas now he was isolated and helpless. He couldn't move, nor could he enter Mystic Iron Mountain.
For the first time, Lin Fan even contemplated ending it all, knowing he wasn't a match, so he might as well die...
He looked at the High Priest Gong Wenya in shock, the other merely waved a hand lightly, easily knocking him down. He was like an ant, utterly powerless to fight back, all he could do was watch himself die a miserable death.
That power didn't seem human.
It was a thousand times, even ten thousand times more formidable than Dongmen Buju at full strength!
It felt like thousands upon thousands of Taishan mountains were pressing down on him!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Every tremor in his brain brought his knees closer to the ground.
All the bones in his body creaked under the immense pressure. Even the Dragon Bone seemed unable to withstand it, slowly cracking!
Lin Fan's complexion suddenly turned deathly pale, devoid of any color.
He exerted all his strength to resist the infinite weight pressing down, but soon realized his resistance was futile.
Gong Wenya remained unfazed, still sitting motionless on his chair, merely lifting a finger lightly before lowering it gently.
Above Lin Fan's head, the Void generated billions of tons of pressure!
It bore directly down on Lin Fan's head!
Yet Gong Wenya realized the ant from Sumeru Continent wasn't as fragile as he anticipated, surprisingly still resisting.
It had been ten full breaths since he made his move!
Ten breaths might seem like a fleeting moment to ordinary people, but for Lin Fan and Gong Wenya, it felt like an eternity.
After all, if it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't last even a single breath, long since crushed to death under Gong Wenya's single finger.
Even Zhu Qilue probably couldn't last five breaths!
But this ant.
Actually managed to withstand ten breaths!
Still showing no sign of giving up, clinging desperately to life.
Gong Wenya raised his eyebrows.
"Interesting, hehe, very interesting!"
He let out a cold laugh, staring intently at Lin Fan, who was struggling bitterly.
"An ant lasting this long, that's quite something."
Everyone was stunned to hear Gong Wenya actually praise Lin Fan, their jaws dropped in disbelief.
No one expected Gong Wenya to lightly praise others.
Even Lan Zhengqing, the top young master in the Five Elements Realm today, didn't receive Gong Wenya's admiration.
And this ant from Sumeru Continent, surprisingly earned Gong Wenya's praise, truly unbelievable!
Gong Wenya half-closed his eyes, pondering whether to raise a second finger.
Now Lin Fan was struggling intensely, his teeth gritting, eyes nearly bursting, his whole body about to explode.
He wanted to see how long Lin Fan could last, but on the other hand, Lin Fan was the murderer of his son. If he didn't take immediate revenge, his dignity might suffer.
As he pondered this, he felt a growing resistance from the single finger pressing down, even feeling a slight upward lift!
Gong Wenya's eyes widened angrily, his eye corner twitching viciously, ready to raise a second finger.
But!
The second finger suddenly paused mid-air, not pressing down.
Because he noticed Zhu Qilue was staring intently at him, and although he didn't take Zhu Qilue seriously, the latter was still the Clan Leader's son. If people found out even two fingers were required to kill an ant, it would be a disgrace!
Nothing could be more humiliating.
The grand High Priest of the Fire Clan, needing two fingers to crush an ant from Sumeru Continent.
Such rumors would be unpleasant, likely becoming a joke throughout history.
Gong Wenya didn't want his name to be remembered that way, particularly as a laughingstock.
So.
He hesitated briefly before lowering the second finger.
Seeing Gong Wenya lower his finger, Zhu Qilue finally breathed a sigh of relief, at least Lin Fan wouldn't die so miserably.
But the crisis wasn't over yet.
He couldn't rejoice.
"High Priest!"
Zhu Qilue suddenly stepped forward, cupping his hands with respect.
Xu Tianrui immediately brandished his sword, blocking Zhu Qilue's path, glaring fiercely at him.
"What do you want?"
"Stand down!" Gong Wenya's cold voice drilled into Xu Tianrui's ears. "Do you wish to die for being disrespectful to the Fire Clan's young master?"
Xu Tianrui froze, hastily retrieving his sword, backing away reluctantly without a word.
Only when Gong Wenya spoke would everyone show some respect to Zhu Qilue, otherwise, even in the presence of Zhu Sui, they would bully Zhu Qilue fearlessly.
"Young master, what do you need?" Gong Wenya's tone was polite, but he still lounged lazily in his chair, a trace of disdain in his voice.
Zhu Qilue showed no courtesy, his presence icy as he stated, "High Priest, you cannot kill this ant."
Gong Wenya raised his eyebrows. "Oh? Why? Is there anyone in the Five Elements Realm I cannot kill? Give me a reason, if it's reasonable, I won't kill him. Otherwise, I'll end him right now!"
Zhu Qilue took a deep breath, glancing at his father Zhu Sui, a cold glint in his eyes.
"Because killing him would mean becoming my enemy. Earlier, when Gong Gaoyi tried to attack me, it was he who saved my life, so I cannot let him die, otherwise, what would people think of me? High Priest, I doubt you want to oppose me either. Although I'm useless, I am still the young master of the Fire Clan, opposing me might have consequences, don't you think?"
Zhu Sui's expression changed dramatically, turning livid, veins popping on his arms, face flushed as he roared, "What the hell are you saying?! How dare you threaten the High Priest, you brat, do you believe I won't kill you right now?! Killing an ant doesn't need your approval!"
Zhu Qilue, seemingly anticipating Zhu Sui's outburst, remained expressionless and calm as a lake.
Gong Wenya chuckled, yet stopped Zhu Sui's movement. "Clan Leader, don't be so agitated, the young master does make a valid point."
Whatever scheme he was plotting, he retracted his finger, instantly lifting the oppressive force from Lin Fan's body.