Jian Youzi cursed inwardly, "If you want to take it, I'll take it. Why make up these excuses and insult my appearance!"

Although his appearance is indeed unbearable to look at, he has always regarded it as his own label, and he has become famous in the Starry Sky Force because of this appearance!

Over the years, as his strength reached the Celestial Immortal level, he entered the high-end combat force of the Starry Sky forces, and no one dared to mock his appearance anymore.

Now, he has been forcibly captured by this powerful immortal who appeared out of nowhere, and his appearance has been so demeaned that he dares not vent his anger.

The Golden Immortal possesses supernatural powers that are immeasurable!

Faced with such a powerful being, Jian Youzi did not have the slightest thought of resistance. If he dared to make a move, Meng Fan could easily crush him to death, and even exterminate his clansmen through cause and effect. Exterminating ten clans would be the least of his worries!

Jian Youzi was already convinced that such a powerful being must have some connection with Qingxuan, and that he had run into a brick wall!

Jian Youzi looked at the dark space around him and waited for three days in a row, but no Golden Immortal came to interrogate him. Was he really going to be left to reflect on his mistakes in this dark space and fend for himself?

However, his magical power was not sealed, and it seemed that they were not worried about him escaping.

Immortal beings have countless ways to protect themselves, not to mention a celestial being like Jian Youzi, who has many backup plans and is well-versed in the art of survival.

Meng Fan imprisoned Jian Youzi in the Pot Heaven Technique, a small world that Meng Fan created on his own. It was pitch black and surrounded by nothingness. If one's strength did not exceed his by much, one could not escape even in a lifetime.

Meng Fan returned to Yunxiao Palace and continued to enjoy himself, no longer caring about Jian Youzi. In his mind, as long as Jian Youzi was alive, that was enough; he would drag him out and display him to the public after the Elders' Competition.

In Meng Fan's view, Jian Youzi's matter was a trivial matter, merely a stepping stone for him to venture into the starry sky.

The Elders' Competition has been going on for three days. In the small cave that Meng Fan opened up, the five elders have gathered in the central area after passing through layers of formations.

However, the space here is extremely unstable, with spatial rifts everywhere. Moreover, these spatial rifts are enhanced by Meng Fan's magic power. Even a celestial being like Hu Li would be affected by the rifts and be directly swallowed up by them, thus being locked in the dark room.

At the center of this space is a portal made of radiant light. It would be extremely difficult for ordinary people to enter, but for the people of Yunxiao Palace, they could manage to avoid so many spatial rifts and enter if they were given enough time and were careful.

The difficulty lies here: if someone disturbs you while you are dodging the spatial rift, it could be a tragedy.

Not only is this crack enhanced by Meng Fan's magic power, but even the layers of formations in this small cave are also present. If you are not careful, you will be locked in a dark room and can only come out after the elders' competition ends.

This also meant that only five elders were able to get here.

It can be said that those who managed to get here did so not through superior cultivation, but through despicable means.

Those who don't know how to scheme and plot have long been locked up in a dark room.

The four elders at the Immortal Realm—Hu Li, You Quan, Cao Zhengchun, and the Sweeper Monk—are all here, and the only one who can break through here without being at the Immortal Realm is none other than Xiong Ba.

However, his disciple Murong Hao was locked in a dark room because he allowed him to pass through the formation. Not only him, but all the disciples of the four immortals were also locked in dark rooms. Whether they were blessed by heaven or had their own strength, it was just luck.

"I have met four immortals before, but I never expected that I would have to compete with four immortals. I am truly honored."

Youquan said coldly, "Xiongba, stop pretending. Outsiders don't know what kind of person you are. We are all people of Yunxiao Palace, so stop pretending!"

Xiong Ba was speechless after being rebuked, thinking to himself, "You're not giving me any face at all. Just wait until I advance to the Immortal Realm and you'll see."

Hu Li now dislikes You Quan. When they were breaking through the formation, You Quan kept setting traps for him, causing Ci Hang, Hei Shan, and his apprentice Ya, who were on his team, to be locked in a dark room. Hu Li was furious and couldn't let You Quan suffer a setback!

"Youquan, what are you? You only entered the Immortal Realm because you were given the opportunity to preach the Dao. Anyone can do that. If you didn't have this opportunity, Xiong Ba would be ten times better than you. What are you so arrogant about here!"

Hu Li spoke without any mercy, immediately launching into a tirade that turned You Quan's face as black as charcoal.

"Tiger Force, it seems you're willing to fight me."

Tiger Power scoffed, "Do you even have the strength to fight me, Tiger Power?"

Youquan's face darkened even more upon hearing this. Huli had tricked Pang Ban and Mu Ying when he broke through the formation earlier. If it weren't for his good luck, he wouldn't have made it this far. With both old and new grudges combined, he was ready to make a move!

Cao Zhengchun watched coldly, wishing the two would start fighting right now.

The sweeping monk sat down to meditate, seemingly indifferent to all of this.

Xiong Ba kept his distance. There was a difference between immortals and mortals. Even if it was at the peak of the Shattered Realm, it wouldn't dare to get involved with an immortal who made a move.

Just as the two sides were about to fight, Youquan withdrew his energy prematurely.

"You idiot, didn't you see that the three of them were just standing by and watching?"

Hu Li looked at the other three. Just as You Quan had said, apart from Xiong Ba, he really couldn't get involved. Although the other two had no expression on their faces, they probably wished that the two of them would die together.

Hu Li's gaze shifted, and he said quietly, "Cao Zhengchun, now that you're no longer by the young master's side, will anyone be happy?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Zhengchun looked at the sweeping monk meditating to the side and sneered, "The old bald monk seems to be detached from worldly desires and indifferent to worldly matters, but he is wicked at heart and petty. He has wasted his Buddhist cultivation on dogs."

The sweeping monk didn't even look up, nor did he pay any attention to Cao Zhengchun. He just sat there meditating, oblivious to everything else.

Cao Zhengchun had long wanted to test his skills against the Sweeping Monk, and seeing that the Sweeping Monk remained unmoved, he became even more unscrupulous.

"In my opinion, those who practice Buddhism should focus on worshipping Buddha. Participating in any competitions is simply superfluous."

"If the Buddha's teachings are solely for his own benefit, what use is the Buddha?"

Although Cao Zhengchun's words were brief, they were a complete rejection of Buddhist cultivation, which made the sweeping monk open his eyes.

Although his eyes showed neither joy nor sorrow, they were fixed on Cao Zhengchun, which made him feel a chill.

Cao Zhengchun thought to himself that he seemed to have gone too far. Although he was not afraid of the Sweeper Monk, and the two were evenly matched, he was still quite wary of the Sweeper Monk when he got ruthless.

"Amitabha Buddha, it's time to cleanse the dust from my heart!"

The sweeping monk sat cross-legged, hands clasped together, and chanted a Buddhist prayer: "The body is a Bodhi tree, the mind a bright mirror. Constantly wipe it clean, lest it be covered with dust."

Cao Zhengchun knew that the Sweeper Monk would not hesitate to attack, but when he did, he would show no mercy. He immediately retreated ten feet, surging his magical power and using his protective aura to shield his entire body.

Suddenly, a burst of Buddhist light emanated from the sweeping monk, illuminating the space in a golden hue, making it solemn and majestic!