The Terrifying Brick-Moving Palm

"Would you like to give it a try?"

A dozen pairs of eyes slowly turned, disbelief flashing across their faces.

Xiong Fen, the elder they had never taken seriously, now stepped forward with an air of confidence. Yet, in their eyes, his presence barely caused a ripple.

At such a critical moment, when everyone was at a loss, what could the weakest elder possibly do?

They all knew the truth but refrained from voicing it aloud.

After all, they were all part of the same sect—how could they openly wound Xiong Fen’s pride?

The group exchanged awkward glances, the atmosphere tense.

Xiong Fen, however, remained unperturbed. Feeling the cool breeze against his skin, he stood without a trace of pressure, a confident smile playing on his lips.

"Step back, everyone. Allow this old man to try!"

Seeing his demeanor, the dozen or so people had no choice but to retreat reluctantly. At this point, they might as well treat a dead horse as if it were alive.

Xiong Zhong also stepped back cautiously, a glimmer of faith in his eyes.

He and his father had trained relentlessly on Dark Shadow Island, their cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds. Armed with powerful treasures, they were no longer the sect’s laughingstock. This was their chance to redeem themselves.

As silence hung heavy in the air, Xiong Fen took a step forward, unfazed by the biting wind and frost.

Channeling the full might of his Dao, an overwhelming aura erupted from him. Before he even struck, the surrounding ice and snow were forced back!

Instantly, the disciples of the Moon God Pavilion widened their eyes in shock.

"This level of cultivation…?"

"Heavenly Tier?!"

"Elder Xiong’s strength rivals even the Pavilion Master at his peak!"

"How has his cultivation soared to such heights in just a few days?!"

"Impossible!"

Astonishment spread across every face, the Moon God Pavilion Master himself visibly shaken.

Xiong Fen’s Heavenly Tier cultivation erupted, stunning everyone present.

His towering figure, standing proudly before them, drew sharp intakes of breath. The previously somber mood exploded into fervor as all the elders tensely raised their gazes.

Hope reignited in a dozen pairs of eyes.

Watching the stunned crowd, Xiong Zhong’s lips curled into a faint smile. His confidence in his father grew even stronger.

At this moment, the once-disdained figure now carried the weight of their collective hope.

The Moon God Pavilion Master and Qing Yin Xianyun could no longer afford to be shocked—their attention was fixed intently ahead.

Before their eyes, Xiong Fen gathered terrifying Dao power in his palms. A dazzling emerald radiance, akin to immortal jade, shone so brilliantly it nearly blinded onlookers.

"HAH!"

A thunderous roar echoed as his palm strike surged forth like raging waves.

A torrent of Dao energy blasted toward the frozen wasteland, carrying the hopes of everyone present.

Yet—

The overwhelming force barely pushed forward a few dozen feet before weakening. The repelled snow and wind surged back, as if swallowed by quicksand.

Everyone froze. Hope vanished in an instant, replaced by dimming despair.

"As expected… still a failure."

The Moon God Pavilion Master’s expression barely flickered, as if he had anticipated this outcome.

The others couldn’t help but sigh in disappointment.

"Tch!"

"Who would’ve thought Elder Xiong possessed such power, yet still fell short!"

"If he had appeared earlier and joined forces with the Pavilion Master, perhaps…"

"What a shame!"

Amid the lamentations, Xiong Zhong remained utterly unshaken, his eyes calm and steady.

The once-timid young master seemed reborn—his demeanor steadier, his presence incomparable to before.

His unwavering composure suggested absolute faith in his father.

Catching a glimpse of that expression, the Moon God Pavilion Master stiffened.

Could it be…?

Before his doubts could fully form, Xiong Fen’s commanding voice rang out once more.

"To think this formation is so formidable!"

"It seems this old man can no longer hold back!"

He actually had another trump card?!

The Moon God Pavilion Master’s eyes widened as he involuntarily stepped forward.

Hearing this declaration and seeing their leader’s eager advance, the elders gasped, their shock reigniting.

Under the weight of countless gazes, Elder Xiong slowly raised his hand. A stream of light materialized before him.

The radiant glow, warm as the morning sun, exuded an extraordinary pressure. Everyone felt an unmistakable heaviness in the air—as if a supreme treasure was about to emerge.

"Hum…"

As the light faded, a pair of pure white gloves hovered in the air, emitting a resonant hum.

Just sensing their extraordinary aura from a distance made the Moon God Pavilion Master’s pupils tremble.

"Heavenly Tier treasure?!"

"And not just any ordinary Heavenly Tier treasure!"

His murmur sent Qing Yin Xianyun and the elders into stunned silence.

They had already been shaken by Xiong Fen’s hidden strength. Now, hearing the Pavilion Master’s words, they realized it was a Heavenly Tier treasure—their eyes bulged in disbelief.

Yet another shock!

Elder Xiong had been concealing such depths all along!

At this moment, as they watched Xiong Fen don the gloves, their confidence surged—yet so did a faint trace of awe.

With both palms raised, Xiong Fen unleashed his power once more.

Instantly, a far mightier wave of Dao energy erupted, sweeping the frost toward the heavens like a tidal surge!

Snow billowed, ice shattered!

"BRICK-SHATTERING PALM!!!"

The world fell silent, save for the domineering roar.

The formation that had trapped them all was instantly torn apart by the gale. The rocky slope ahead was flattened, the earth trembling violently beneath the force!

"BOOM!!!"

Feeling the tremors beneath their feet, even the Moon God Pavilion Master was filled with astonishment.

Qing Yin Xianyun and the ten great elders were left utterly dumbfounded!

A single palm strike shattered the formation.

Pushing back a hundred zhang!

This unheard-of "Brick-Moving Palm" was undoubtedly a profound martial technique of extraordinary rank!

Truly terrifying!

Only when warmth began to circulate in the surroundings did the crowd regain their senses, barely snapping out of their shock.

As Elder Xiong Fen returned with his hands behind his back, everyone bowed in excitement!

"The formation is broken?!"

"Elder Xiong! You’ve truly hidden your strength!"

"Brother Xiong, forgive my past ignorance—only today have I realized your unfathomable depth!"

"Elder Xiong, words cannot express my gratitude. From now on, if you ever need anything, I will never refuse!"

Surrounded by heartfelt gratitude, Xiong Fen stood at the center, basking in the moment.

His face radiated joy, enjoying the limelight like never before, yet without his usual arrogance. Witnessing the relief and happiness of his old comrades after their narrow escape, he felt nothing but pure contentment.

"Hahaha, it’s nothing, just a small effort unworthy of mention."

His humble demeanor only deepened the admiration of those around him.

Even the Moon God Pavilion Master couldn’t suppress a smile as he stepped forward.

"Elder Xiong, there’s no need for modesty. Our survival is entirely thanks to your intervention!"

Xiong Fen politely returned the gesture.

"You flatter me, Pavilion Master."

"This calamity was caused by me and my son. It was only right for me to act."

As he spoke, his expression turned solemn.

"Pavilion Master, heed this: the Heavenly Dao Sect laid a vicious trap to exterminate our Moon God Pavilion. This grudge cannot go unanswered! The feud has reached a life-or-death point. Why not strike the Heavenly Dao Sect now and catch them off guard?"

Hearing this, the Moon God Pavilion Master momentarily set aside his curiosity about Xiong Fen’s sudden surge in power and clenched his fists in fury.

"Well said!"

"The Heavenly Dao Sect’s crimes must be avenged!"

"Li Daoran would never expect us to break free with Elder Xiong’s help. If we attack now, victory is assured!"

Qing Yin Xianyun and the elders nodded in unison, their fighting spirit reignited.

In terms of pure combat strength, the Heavenly Dao Sect and Moon God Pavilion had been evenly matched for centuries, locked in a stalemate. But with Xiong Fen’s display of power, the scales had tipped decisively.

After less than an incense stick’s worth of rest, fueled by vengeance, the Moon God Pavilion’s forces had recovered over half of their Great Dao energy. Transforming into streaks of light, they charged toward the depths of the river valley!

The Heavenly Dao Sect was caught completely unprepared by the sudden assault of over a dozen experts.

Within hours, the corrupt sect was slaughtered, with more than half of its members dead!

In the grand hall of the Heavenly Dao Sect, the remaining core elders and Sect Master Li Daoran stared in horror as the bloodstained figures of their enemies appeared before them.

"Impossible!"

"There’s no way you broke that formation!"

The Moon God Pavilion Master stood calmly with his hands behind his back, flanked by over a dozen cold-faced experts.

A terrifying killing intent radiated from them, casting the Heavenly Dao Sect into a living nightmare.

Even more frightening was Elder Xiong Fen, who stepped forward slowly, his body exuding Great Dao energy so dense it had reached the level of materialization!

With every step he took, the hearts of the Heavenly Dao Sect disciples trembled.

At the sight of this, Sect Master Li Daoran paled.

"Heavenly Rank First Grade, Great Perfection!"

"How could such an expert exist among the Moon God Pavilion’s elders?!"

Xiong Fen’s eyes were icy as he raised his gloved right hand and swung it down.

"Brick-Moving Palm!"

The deep voice echoed as the grand hall of the Heavenly Dao Sect crumbled into ruins.

The screams of the dying were instantly silenced.

Xiong Fen’s cultivation was now on par with Li Daoran’s, and with the aid of his "Heavenly Rank Gloves," he swiftly overpowered the sect master.

Witnessing the terrifying might of the gloves, the Moon God Pavilion Master shuddered before issuing the order to attack.

Seizing the opportunity, the ten great elders struck.

With their sect master and elders slain, the Heavenly Dao Sect collapsed like a tree without roots. Over ten thousand disciples were captured, and the sect’s treasure vault was completely looted.

With the battle concluded, the victors stood on the Heavenly Dao Sect’s training grounds, surveying the prisoners and spoils with triumphant smiles. The shadows of the past had been swept away.

Xiong Fen’s status had risen dramatically—now standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the Pavilion Master, while Xiong Zhong stood among the elders without a single disapproving glance. Their overwhelming strength had earned them absolute respect.

Amid the reverent gazes of the crowd, the Moon God Pavilion Master finally voiced the question on everyone’s mind.

"Elder Xiong."

"You and your son—how did your cultivation advance so suddenly? And those Heavenly Rank Gloves, along with that extraordinary martial technique… where did they come from?"