"The Taiji gives rise to the Yin and Yang, the Yin and Yang give rise to the Four Symbols, and the Four Symbols give rise to the Eight Trigrams."
Sect Leader Wuya shouted, "Go!"
The rapidly spinning Bagua diagram, carrying a terrifying pressure, attacked the hook snake.
The hooked snake claws were binding Xie Yingnan.
His blood-red snake eyes narrowed slightly.
What can a small Bagua diagram do to it?
"Bang—"
A huge explosion sounded.
The hook snake had one of its claws destroyed by the explosion.
The members of the immortal sect shouted.
"The sect leader is mighty! The sect leader is mighty!"
Wuya frowned, his hand holding the sword trembling. Only he knew that he had just used ninety percent of his strength.
It only destroyed the hook snake's claws.
He looked at his disciples behind him with a grave expression.
He closed his eyes and stroked his beard as usual.
Then she smiled.
Even if it costs him his life, he will protect all the disciples of the immortal sect!
Young people are the future hope of the cultivation world.
Then came a mocking laugh.
"A weakling who is easily defeated."
"You used all your strength to destroy my mount's claws, what's there to be happy about?" Ye Wuming said disdainfully.
Immediately afterwards.
He flew into the air expressionlessly.
"I'm too lazy to waste my time with you bunch of foolish mortal cultivators."
As he spoke, he raised his hands, and his black robe moved without wind, revealing a black mark on his forehead.
Wuya's eyes widened. "It's a divine seal!"
"You're not Ye Wuming???"
The witch asked incredulously, "Only gods who ascend to the Heavenly Palace possess divine seals. Who exactly are you?"
"Heh—" Ye Wuming laughed in a ferocious manner, "I am the Nine Luminaries King of the Heavenly Palace."
"It's okay to tell you."
"Today is not only your day of death, but the fate of the Eight Desolate Continents has also come to an end."
"You're the Sword Sect Master, right? Then I'll kill you first."
"I feel disgusted just looking at sword cultivators!"
It's over.
Sect Leader Wuya slumped down, his hands hanging limply.
He ruined everyone; he ruined the entire Eight Desolate Continent.
Everyone present froze, enveloped by the divine lord's oppressive aura, unable to move at all.
"Prepare to die!" King Jiuyao raised his right hand, intending to shatter the crown of the head of the Wuya Sect with a single palm strike.
Just then!!
When everyone is unable to move.
A girl in a white dress walked out with a smile, and said in a calm and unhurried tone, "Wait a minute!"
King Jiuyao's movements came to an abrupt halt.
They looked over in utter astonishment.
The girl held the red-clad boy's hand, her voice soft and sweet, "You are the Nine Luminaries King, aren't you?"
"My junior brother said you're just a useless good-for-nothing who barely ascended to the top by using connections. Is that true?"
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