[City + Cultivation + System + Time Travel]
Above the nine heavens, the wind is as sharp as a knife.
Xuan Chen stands at the top. Three hundred years pass in a snap of the fingers. Today is the time for him to attain enlightenment.
The calamity clouds hang low and the thunder is faint. Heaven and earth are waiting for this thunder.
Suddenly——
A stream of light, faster than light!
It's not thunder, it's a shoe. An embroidered shoe, with the scent of rouge, is more domineering than thunder.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound.
The shoes were firmly imprinted on the back of Xuan Chen's head.
Xuan Chen stopped moving. His spiritual power collapsed and his eyes were dull.
Dead silence.
At the bottom of the mountain, the eyes of all the junior disciples were so round that they seemed to fall out of their sockets.
"Pfft——"
Someone spurted blood three feet away.
"Ouch!" Someone landed on his butt with a loud crash.
"My mother..." Someone covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly.
Junior Sister Xuanling screamed and fainted on the spot.
The whisk in the elder's hand snapped.
Jie Yun also seemed to be stunned. Immediately, there was a loud thunder, as if heaven was roaring——
Now we are in big trouble! !
