Everyone was stunned.
Venerable Cangyuan only wanted to attack that young man, so why are the others getting angry?
And so many people acted together, that's incredibly unified and decisive, isn't it?
Something's strange!
Something very strange is going on!
Night Hawk also noticed something was wrong, and his face had already turned gloomy, but he remained calm and composed.
"Hmph, a bunch of ants! Do they really think they can do whatever they want just because they've entered the Tribulation Transcending stage? They're practically courting death!"
His arrogant and haughty attitude as soon as he opened his mouth shocked everyone.
No one expected that they would be facing a force that was in no way inferior to theirs.
How dare he do this?
Is this due to exceptional skill and daring, or simply a habit of arrogance and overbearing behavior?
The group from the Sky Forbidden Zone had just come out and were in high spirits when they were suddenly threatened and reprimanded like this. How could they stand it?
Especially the mad old man Wu Sansi, who was imprisoned for nearly 20,000 years, never had his desire to come out extinguished.
Therefore, compared to many who had already resigned themselves to their fate, he suffered even more torment, which almost drove him to the point of collapse of his Dao heart.
If he hadn't met Chu Mo this time, he wouldn't have been far from truly going insane.
It can be said that Chu Mo was his second father, and his gratitude towards Chu Mo reached its peak the moment he broke out of the restricted area.
Seeing Night Hawk so rude, he rushed forward without saying a word.
"How dare you be disrespectful to my young master? Let me see what you're made of."
He knew that the other party was a Ninth Tribulation cultivator and that he might not be a match for him, but so what?
If I'm not good enough, isn't there Qiu Tianci? Or Miss Jiang?
Moreover, after returning to this world, the previously stagnant barrier to his realm began to violently shake and break down.
If he hadn't tried so hard to control himself, he might have had to face the ninth tribulation in the next second.
Hehe, if we can't beat him later, we might as well take him with us through this tribulation.
A cultivator must rely on themselves to overcome tribulations.
If anyone dares to help or steps into the range of the Heavenly Tribulation, that person will face a Heavenly Tribulation one level higher than their own.
For example, if the one who intervenes is a sixth-tribulation cultivator, then once he interferes in someone else's tribulation, he will have to endure at least the heavenly tribulation of a seventh-tribulation cultivator.
Tribulation is already a matter of life and death; if the difficulty of the heavenly tribulation is further increased, it is no different from courting death.
Wu Sansi's idea was that if he couldn't win, he would take the other party with him through the tribulation.
A terrifying sword beam, obscuring the sky, appeared majestically in the heavens.
Almost instantly, the sword light changed from extremely large to extremely small, eventually becoming only the size of an ordinary longsword.
The spiritual energy within a radius of 100,000 miles seemed to be compressed to the extreme by this sword strike.
The endless, radiant substance was instantly compressed into a flame, and then into a real, dazzling lightsaber.
The sword descended upon Night Hawk's head almost the instant Wu Sansi waved his hand.
Everyone who witnessed this scene was horrified.
Even the one-armed Venerable Mingyue was deeply shocked. He turned to look at his companions and murmured, "..."
"This is... an eighth-tribulation cultivator? But why is their combat power in no way weaker than a ninth-tribulation cultivator?"
The gray-robed old monk beside him also looked completely bewildered. Seeing his companion's question, he finally snapped out of his daze and said with a trembling voice:
"This person is probably not far from the ninth tribulation, and his talent is monstrous, with combat power far exceeding that of others at the same level."
"No wonder he dared to challenge a Ninth Tribulation cultivator; he certainly has the ability to do so."
Hearing the old monk's analysis, the other three became even more solemn. Venerable Mingyue sighed and said helplessly:
"It seems that even if there were any opportunities inside, they have probably been taken by these people."
"Furthermore... have you all noticed that not only the person who made the move, but everyone else was also very polite, even... respectful, to that kid!"
After he pointed it out, the others finally realized the problem.
No wonder I felt awkward watching them; those people were indeed too respectful and polite to that young man.
It's just like... a subordinate to a master!
But what merit or ability does he possess?
Among those people, whose cultivation level wasn't far superior to his?
The former sect leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, Qiu Tianci, was a ninth-tribulation cultivator, while the former sect leader of the Myriad Flowers Sect, Xu Meiyu, also possessed an eighth-tribulation cultivation level.
And that holy woman, whose beauty was like that of a goddess from the heavens, seemed even more unfathomable.
The way others looked at the woman was filled with awe.
This woman is absolutely terrifying!
"Gentlemen, let's wait and see. This is beyond our control."
Master Wudao let out a deep sigh, his tone filled with helplessness and resentment.
The others nodded bitterly, clearly acknowledging the fact.
Anyone who dares to meddle recklessly under these circumstances will likely suffer a terrible fate.
"Also, we stopped Chu Mo from killing Ouyang Zhongtian, and he might hold a grudge against us for that. We need to find an opportunity to resolve this grudge with him."
Master Wudao looked full of regret.
"That's right, this matter cannot be taken lightly! It must be resolved as soon as possible."
The others were equally distressed and filled with regret.
If they had known this would happen, they wouldn't have dared to meddle in his business back then, even if they had a few more lives.
I just hope that they don't hold a grudge and can let it go easily.
Not to mention the others who were shocked, even Zeng Mushen was completely dumbfounded.
Young master, what's going on?
He went in for only a few days, and then came out with a group of experts?
The key point is that, apart from that unrealistically beautiful mysterious woman, everyone else treats the young master with utmost respect, which is quite strange.
"Fellow Daoist Zeng... what do we do now?"
Lu Zhi Qiu abruptly withdrew his gaze from the arena, his mind finally returning to calm.
Qi Xinru quickly looked at him as well. Everyone had previously discussed providing backup, blocking, or escaping...
But now it seems like none of that is needed? Just a straight push...
It doesn't seem like it's impossible, does it?
The god of the gods did not answer them, for he had already provided the answer through his actions.
The other two quickly followed, flying together towards Chu Mo's direction.
At this moment, Night Hawk couldn't help but be slightly surprised as he watched the longsword shrink from large to small approach.
Although this person is only an eighth-tribulation cultivator, his actual combat strength is no less than that of an ordinary ninth-tribulation cultivator.
It's just a pity...
He was no ordinary ninth-tribulation cultivator; those people were nothing but trash in his presence!
He also waved his sword casually and calmly, as if swatting a mosquito.
A chilling glint flashed past.
The vast space before him instantly distorted, then suddenly collapsed and shattered.
at the same time.
The cold light effortlessly shattered the sword light above his head.
Wu Sansi, pale-faced, let out a muffled groan, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and was sent flying thousands of meters backward.
Everyone stared in disbelief and horror as they watched the airspace collapse and then quickly recover.
To cause space to collapse! This is not something an ordinary ninth-tribulation cultivator can do.
This old man in black...
What exactly is their strength?
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