Yuan Huang was overjoyed to receive Hu Le's approval, and immediately led the remaining Taoist disciples into the arena.
They traversed the chaotic battlefield and arrived at the other side.
She cupped her hands in a gesture of respect towards Daoist Xuandu and loudly proclaimed, "Fellow Daoist Xuandu, do you dare to come out and fight me?"
Although she was a woman, her voice was as loud and clear as a bell, resounding throughout the entire battlefield.
When Xuan Du Daoist heard Yuan Huang's challenge, he smiled slightly, flicked his whisk, and said loudly, "Yuan Huang, you are nothing but an ant. How dare you challenge me? You are truly overestimating yourself."
"In terms of cultivation, your esteemed sect's Lady Guankong is more formidable. If she were here, perhaps she would be qualified to fight this humble Taoist."
Upon hearing Xuan Du Daoist's words, Yuan Huang couldn't help but sneer, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, and retorted, "Hmph! Xuan Du Daoist, don't spout such arrogant words."
My senior sister Guan Kong is incredibly powerful; how could you possibly compare?
If she were really here, you probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single move from her!
Although Yuan Huang's words were somewhat exaggerated, they were not entirely unfounded.
After all, Guan Kong had already severed all three of his corpses and was only one step away from achieving the Primordial Dao Fruit, while Xuan Du Daoist was still far from it.
Therefore, Yuan Huang naturally had the confidence to say these words.
If he were to actually fight Guan Kong, he would probably be killed on the spot in just a few rounds...
Xuandu Daoist took a step forward, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, appearing in front of Taishang Laojun.
At this moment, Laozi was sitting upright on the back of the green ox, his eyelids drooping slightly, as if he might fall asleep at any moment.
Xuandu Daoist said, "Master, your disciple will go and meet that Taoist disciple now."
"Okay, go ahead."
Lao Tzu slowly opened his eyes and answered in a calm and deliberate tone.
Upon hearing Laozi's response, Xuandu Daoist turned around and waved to the disciples of the Daoist sect behind him, signaling them to follow him.
Then, he led his disciples toward the direction where Yuan Huang was.
At this moment, the battle between the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect intensified, with both sides exchanging blows and refusing to yield.
The aftershocks of the battle continued to spread, causing the universe to shatter and all things around to turn into nothingness under the impact of this powerful force.
In this endless void, only the Taoists continued to fight fiercely, and the scene was extremely tragic.
Just then, Xuandu Daoist and Yuanhuang had already begun a fierce battle.
Other Taoist and Humanist disciples quickly found their opponents and joined the melee. The scene became increasingly chaotic and dazzling.
In a short period of time, many people from both the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect were injured or even killed.
However, these casualties did not quell the anger of both sides; instead, they deepened the hatred between them.
Their attacks became increasingly ferocious, each move carrying a deadly threat, relentlessly assaulting their opponent.
Yuan Huang, as the second disciple of Taoism, had successfully severed one of his corpses, but his cultivation was still slightly inferior to that of Xuan Du Taoist.
After all, Xuandu Daoist had successfully severed his two corpses, and his cultivation was unfathomable. Among the three sects of Xuanmen, or even the Taoist sect, perhaps only Guankong could rival him.
After just a few rounds, Yuan Huang was clearly at a disadvantage.
If it weren't for the Heavenly Net Umbrella hanging above Yuan Huang's head—a top-grade defensive magical treasure, and one that provided impenetrable protection—it would have been a different story.
Otherwise, Yuan Huang would probably have already been defeated or even killed by Xuan Du Daoist by now...
Just as the situation on the field was becoming increasingly unfavorable to Yuan Huang, a streak of light suddenly flew in from the sky.
The next instant, the streaking light descended like a meteor and landed opposite Hu Le.
After the light dissipated, Guan Kong emerged from it. She approached Hu Le and bowed respectfully.
"Teacher, I am late, please forgive me."
Hu Le nodded slightly and smiled, "Not too late, not too late... You've arrived just in time!"
Upon hearing this, Guan Kong stood up and looked towards the arena, where he immediately saw Xuan Du Daoist beating Yuan Huang mercilessly.
Yuan Huang simply cowered under the Heavenly Net Umbrella, struggling to hold on.
From Guan Kong's perspective, Yuan Huang probably won't last much longer.
Meanwhile, Yuan Huang was also inwardly groaning.
She originally thought she was already very strong, but she didn't expect that she was still no match for Xuandu Daoist.
Especially now, I feel that if things continue like this, I might be defeated by Taoist Xuandu.
Thinking of this, Yuan Huang couldn't help but feel a sense of retreat.
Is it really going to be a defeat here today?
Just then, Guan Kong saw her predicament, shook his head slightly, took a step forward, and moved like lightning, instantly crossing the battlefield and arriving not far from the two of them.
"Junior sister, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"
Guan Kong's voice was clear and crisp, carrying a hint of composure and confidence.
Before she finished speaking, she reached out and grabbed at the air. A flash of light appeared in her palm, and instantly a two-element whisk appeared.
This whisk is pure white, like snow, with silvery hairs that shimmer with a mysterious light.
With a gentle wave of his hand, Guan Kong sent the whisk tracing a graceful arc through the air before unleashing a divine light of innate Yin and Yang towards Xuan Du Daoist.
This divine light was intertwined with black and white, and the power it contained was terrifying.
With a flash of divine light, it spread out like a tide, or like a surging river, and swept towards Xuandu Daoist.
Its momentum is so overwhelming, like the sky collapsing and the earth sinking, that it is irresistible.
Faced with this sudden attack, Xuandu Daoist's expression changed slightly.
He dared not be negligent in the slightest, and without continuing to attack Yuan Huang, he feinted an attack and flashed away several miles away in an instant.
At the same time, the Purple Mansion Sword in his hand flickered, emitting a sharp and piercing cry, and released a dazzling sword aura to meet the surging innate Yin-Yang divine light.
The sword energy collided with the divine light, producing a deafening roar.
The entire world seemed to tremble, and countless plumes of dust rose into the air.
Then the void shattered, and the earth cracked open, creating a truly magnificent spectacle.
Now that Xuandu Daoist was no longer pressuring her, Yuanhuang felt much more relaxed.
She took a few deep breaths, moved gracefully to Yuan Huang's side, bowed, and said with some lingering fear, "Fortunately, Senior Sister arrived in time. If it had been any later, I fear I would have fallen victim to Xuan Du's poisonous hand."
Guan Kong smiled slightly after hearing this, "Junior sister, just watch from the side, and I will vent your anger for you."
Having said that, she picked up her whisk, her figure blurred, and she suddenly appeared in front of Taoist Xuandu. She flicked the whisk in her hand and swept it straight towards Taoist Xuandu's face.
Taoist Xuandu hurriedly parried with his sword.
The two magical artifacts collided, producing a loud boom.
Xuan Du Daoist was instantly at a disadvantage, nearly losing his grip on the Purple Mansion Sword and flying backward...
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