Chapter 460 Why is it the Qi training group!
Immortal Palace.
"What!? Li Yanmo has taken action! Not only did he participate in the Dao Sect Competition, but he also joined the Qi Training Group!? Shaha - Shaha -"
The black shadow covered his heart and took breaths of cold air, his heart beating non-stop in his chest.
The demon was so nervous that he couldn't sit still. He sat down and stood up from time to time, and was extremely nervous.
This Taoist competition in the Eight Wildernesses is a microcosm of the game between Dayu, Taoism, the Immortal Palace and the four major Taoist forces.
Dayu was spying outside, while the Immortal Palace and Tianxu Tower were manipulating the Taoist sect. Every move had to be carefully calculated. If they were not careful, they might fall into a passive position and lose everything in the end.
What the black shadow cares most about is the move made by Li Yanmo of Tianxu Tower.
At least from now on, Li Yanmo never sets up meaningless chess games. Every move has a deep meaning. Even if that move seems inexplicable at the time, that seemingly inexplicable move can accurately strangle the opponent's throat several years later.
Dayu was strangled by Li Yanmo step by step, and even his last resort was a chess piece held in Li Yanmo's hand that could be taken away at any time.
"After letting Jianmen defeat Daomen in front of the Eight Desolate Army, he personally participated in the Daomen competition, and was in the Qi training group, and the Qi training group! Why? Why!"
The more Black Shadow thought about it, the more his head swelled.
He couldn't understand it, but he could make analogical inferences based on Li Yanmo's existing operations.
With Li Yanmo's status and means, participating in the competition would be as inexplicable as throwing mud at a child.
But Li Yanmo did do something similar. Nearly ten years ago, Li Yanmo participated in the Qingshan Ceremony as a foundation-building stage cultivator and took second place.
Now that Li Yanmo is participating in the Taoist competition as a Qi training stage practitioner, there must be a shocking plan behind this. Moreover, this step is definitely not the beginning, and it is very likely that it has reached the closing stage.
Seeing the black shadow scratching his head, Tianmo hesitated for a moment and then whispered, "How about you think about the Ghost Sect's purpose and slow down a bit?"
"Ghost Sect? Isn't it just promoting quasi-first-class sects, replacing the first-class sects that are loyal to other super sects, letting their prison sects parasitize the Taoist sect, and strengthening themselves step by step?" The black shadow raised his hand and waved, "What is there to think about? The most you can do is force Bahuang Hou to take sides."
The demon fell silent.
At this time, Yan Xian's voice sounded from above their heads.
"Everyone! Something terrible has happened! Help!"
The black shadow was getting annoyed and couldn't help but raise his voice a little, "What could be more serious than Li Yanmo attending the Dao Sect Competition as a Qi Training Stage?!"
"Xiao Yun is going to confront Marquis Bahuang head-on!"
The shadow suffered cardiac arrest.
This is indeed a big deal.
Bahuang military camp.
Marquis Bahuang was a burly man with broad shoulders and back, like a towering mountain. Although he was the only one sitting, he was more eye-catching than the standing generals.
There was a long narrow scar on his face, extending diagonally from his ear to his jaw, like a medal carved on his body by time and war. Although it looked sharp, it added a bit of heroism. His eyebrows revealed determination and courage, and his eyes were as deep as cold stars, as if they could see through all illusions.
And what was reflected in those sharp eyes was Xiao Yun, Dayu's future national guardian god of war.
However, at this moment, Xiao Yun did not look as heroic as the rumors said. His skin was a little pale, and there was an indescribable coldness in his eyes. He was far from being worthy of the title of Saint King.
"Are you Xiao Yun? You're not the same as the rumors say," Li Huang raised his eyebrows and sneered, "I heard that you get along well with my son."
"We get along well... naturally," Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, "But you, Marquis Bahuang, look... exactly the same as described in the rumors."
"Oh? That's what the rumors say," Li Huang's tone gradually lowered, with an undisguised threat.
"Born to be rebellious, born with the look of an emperor."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Huang crushed the armrest of the chair, and the clouds wrapped in lightning gathered in a vortex shape under the pull of some huge force.
"Bold!" The faces of the generals of the Eight Desolate Army suddenly changed, and they all raised their weapons and pointed them at Xiao Yun.
Yan Xian, who was hiding in the ring, was so scared that he put his hand into his mouth.
In order to make Xiao Yun further dependent on the Immortal Palace and facilitate their possession of the body, he not only kept adding fuel to the fire, but also deliberately let Xiao Yun fail repeatedly.
This action indeed made Xiao Yun so angry that he lost his mind, but it also turned Xiao Yun into a powder keg.
Now it exploded directly in front of Marquis Bahuang.
"Don't panic! Marquis Bahuang won't kill Xiao Yun!" The black shadow hurriedly spoke to comfort Yan Xian, so as to prevent Yan Xian from being frightened by Marquis Bahuang's murderous intent.
Although it is unknown why a man as cunning and magnanimous as Marquis Bahuang would get so angry over such a harmless verbal attack as "born to be a traitor", Marquis Bahuang would definitely not kill Xiao Yun. If he touched Xiao Yun, Marquis Bahuang and his entire family would be doomed.
So there is nothing to panic about!
Under the terrifying murderous pressure from Marquis Bahuang, even Xiao Yun, whose sage bones were close to perfection, turned pale. However, he did not panic at all. He put his hands behind his back and sneered.
"Bahuang Hou, you are so arrogant, do you really want to be the emperor? Otherwise, I will go to Emperor Yu and persuade him to give up his position on your behalf!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Huang felt as if his vitals were strangled. The murderous intent gradually faded away, and finally turned into a cold snort, "You came to me just to say these nonsense? You are done, you can go now."
Xiao Yun's eyes flashed with coldness. "How can it be some nonsense, Lord Bahuang, your good son is now at the Taoist competition. He seems to be having a lot of fun. Lord Bahuang, don't you plan to take care of it?"
"Oh? How come I don't know? Is it because my son stole a bone from you?" Li Huang said lazily, "So General Xiao, are you here to ask for that bone?"
Xiao Yun's face suddenly darkened, and Li Huang slowly stood up.
"When children fight, the loser or the one who can't afford to play will sue the parents. It's not something to be ashamed of."
"My son did go too far this time. How about this? I will personally go find my good-for-nothing son and ask for the bone for you. Then I will ask him to apologize to you, General Xiao..."
Things have come to this point, how could Xiao Yun continue to stay in the Bahuang military camp?
"Hmph! Goodbye!"
Xiao Yun flicked his sleeves and left angrily with overwhelming rage.
As Xiao Yun walked away, Li Huang's smile gradually faded, his hands clenched into fists, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"That bastard is testing me again. It's never going to end!"
In the Eight Desolations military camp, Xiao Yun had a stern expression, his fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turned white due to the force, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, but he suppressed his inner anger, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, until he walked to a deserted place, the surroundings were silent, leaving only the lonely sound of the wind blowing through the wilderness.
The next moment, he suddenly raised his foot and stomped hard on the ground, as if to pour out all his humiliation and anger. With a "bang", the ground instantly cracked, gravel flew, and dust flew. His feet sank deeply into the broken ground, and the cracks around him spread like a spider web.
Yan Xian swallowed nervously.
"I remember you said... if you were to be resurrected, even a half-immortal would not be your match."
(End of this chapter)
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