If someone with only a third-level divine skill can be this powerful, I wonder if someone who has mastered a ninth-level divine skill can become an immortal.
Life or death hangs in the balance.
Those who had cultivated divine skills no longer cared about hiding them and used their most secret techniques to defend themselves.
This includes practicing up to the second and third levels.
The air froze instantly.
They were all surprised and looked at each other in bewilderment.
Good heavens, a bunch of old foxes have been hiding really well!
It turns out they weren't the only ones secretly practicing supernatural skills.
Zhang Xiaotian's hasty attack only overturned some buildings and other external objects.
He paused for a moment, then burst into laughter…
"Hahaha... You bunch of hypocrites actually secretly practiced my Evil Sect's divine skill? Hahaha... This is simply the funniest joke I've ever seen in the world..."
The representatives of the eight major sects were all somewhat embarrassed and gritted their teeth.
They pride themselves on being from a reputable and righteous sect, but it's truly shameful that they were discovered secretly practicing heretical and unorthodox martial arts.
But what are their advantages?
They represent justice.
Whatever they do is just.
The leader of the Tianshan Sect angrily pointed at the arrogant person in the sky, exuding an aura of righteous indignation.
"You wicked villains of the Ten Thousand Evils Sect, cease your arrogance! We cultivate this method precisely to fight against your Ten Thousand Evils Sect! If there were no other way, who would be willing to abandon our sect's heritage to cultivate another method? We are sacrificing ourselves for the greater good, and we have no other choice!"
Other prestigious and righteous sects echoed this sentiment, spouting grand and righteous pronouncements.
They were not ashamed, but rather proud.
In the end, he even brainwashed himself, looking completely certain as if it were indeed true.
Zhang Xiaotian laughed at their antics, scratching his ear.
"I know your nature; you can even make the dead seem alive. You practice the techniques of my Evil Sect, yet you don't belong to the sect. The Alliance Leader said that these unregistered thieves, once discovered, will either be formally enlisted or die."
Two of the sect leaders, both at the third level of divine skill, stepped forward, their faces arrogant.
"Hmph, you want me to wait to die? We'll see if you have the ability."
"We two are both at the third level of divine skill, just like you, and we will not allow you to act recklessly here!"
Zhang Xiaotian's expression hardened.
"Whether you have the ability or not, you'll only know after you've fought it."
They started making their move even as they were talking.
The other two faced the enemy head-on.
The battle of the gods was so intense that it left onlookers breathless and their blood boiling.
This is the third level of divine skill, a level they could never even dream of reaching.
If they also cultivated...
Shen Jianfeng's eyes darted around, then suddenly became firm.
He was unwilling to fall behind.
He's going to find that person...
A battle between unparalleled masters came to an end, with neither side gaining an advantage, resulting in both sides suffering heavy losses.
Zhang Xiaotian can fight two opponents to a draw, but if the fight drags on, he will probably be at a disadvantage.
"You scoundrels, I'm going back to report to the sect leader about your theft of divine skills. Just wait for her to come and clean house in person!"
Believing there was no point in staying any longer, he made a series of harsh remarks and then arrogantly left.
Many people felt a sense of panic.
I'm not sure.
If that demoness were to personally take action, they definitely wouldn't be able to handle her.
...
The Evil Gate welcomed a special guest.
Shen Jianfeng, the eldest disciple of the Zhengyang Sect.
He claimed to be a friend of the leader of the Evil Sect.
The gatekeeper disciple dared not neglect his duty and immediately reported to the sect leader.
Upon receiving the order, they respectfully welcomed him inside.
Shen Jianfeng felt much more at ease.
I am now more certain about the purpose of this trip.
When he saw that person again, he felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
His intuition told him that the person in front of him had changed.
Yu Shuang didn't bother with pleasantries and went straight to the point.
"Didn't we sever all ties? Now you're appearing before me again as a friend, is it for my invincible divine skill? How come I never knew you were such a hypocritical and shameless person?"
Shen Jianfeng's expression, which he had just adjusted, suddenly froze.
I couldn't believe my ears were hearing such harsh words.
He had considered several scenarios for their reunion.
There was no other way that put him in such an awkward position.
"Xiao Shuang...you've changed..."
She became so unfamiliar, cold-blooded, and mean, a far cry from her previous warmth and kindness.
Which one is the real her?
Yu Shuang impatiently cut him off.
"Don't try to play the emotional card with me, it won't work. Just tell me, did you come here for the invincible divine skill?"
Shen Jianfeng was immediately taken aback by the other party's direct words.
I didn't know how to respond for a moment.
The consistent practice of reputable families is to always find a legitimate reason for everything they do, making it seem logical and avoiding criticism.
His intentions were exposed as soon as he arrived, which made him somewhat embarrassed.
Seeing his hesitant and indecisive act, Yu Shuang couldn't resist the urge to slap him.
"Do you even need to think about it? Is it so hard to say what you really want? I can't stand people like you who are two-faced and indecisive."
Shen Jianfeng was slapped away and suffered internal injuries. He covered one side of his face and stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
What just happened?
"You hit me!? You're not Yu Shuang, who are you?"
Yu Shuang would never do that to him.
Yu Shuang, head held high with unwavering confidence, looked at him with disdain, as if he were an ant, and said:
"Who I am is none of your business, you ant. You didn't cherish the chance I gave you, and now you don't have it anymore."
She had just lost all patience with that jerk.
He then ordered several disciples to beat him severely and throw him out.
He then gave the order that from then on, any wicked disciple who saw this person should beat him every time.
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