Chapter 532 Li Daokong's shame, the hidden door becomes a holy place [asking for monthly tickets]
The battle between Li Daokong and Shi Dudao was earth-shattering. Both of them were quasi-saints, and any of their magical powers was enough to destroy the world. All the disciples in Baiyue Xianchuan ran out of their caves to watch the battle.
Even though they were separated by the formation of the dojo, they could still feel the terrifying pressure.
"The Great Protector is so strong!"
"Who has the upper hand?"
"Too fast, I can't see clearly!"
"What realm are they in? Daluo?"
"I'm afraid it's more than that. Didn't the Sect Master say in his sermon that there is a realm between Daluo and Saint?"
"Shi Dudao is very strong. The Great Protector couldn't take him down quickly. The Sect Master must be really powerful. The enemies were defeated with one strike!"
"Don't talk nonsense. The Great Protector is also very strong. Isn't this Shi Dudao the great master who created the Invincible Dao many years ago? He must be very strong if he dares to claim to be invincible."
The disciples were talking about it a lot, because Han Jue had always taken action in the previous battles in the dojo, and the enemies could not hold out for even a moment. Now seeing Li Daokong and Shi Dudao in a stalemate, the disciples felt a little disappointed.
After all, they didn't know how strong Shi Dudao was.
The disciples under the Fusang tree looked at the matter very objectively.
"Shi Dudao looks exactly like the three seniors in our Taoist temple. Senior Zhang Jiao is a saint copied by our master. So those three seniors are copies of Shi Dudao?" Black Prison Chicken exclaimed in amazement.
Ah Da said unhappily, "Do you need to clarify?"
Chaos Tengu sighed, "He is so strong! If we didn't have the formation, we would have been crushed to ashes by the aftermath of the battle."
Others also expressed their feelings. Although there were mock trials, they were unable to force out Li Daokong's true strength when facing him, so they were shocked when seeing the battle between Li Daokong and Shi Dudao.
The other side.
Inside the Taoist temple.
Han Jue frowned, looking dissatisfied.
He had high expectations for Li Daokong, but it turned out that Li Daokong had some difficulty in beating Shi Dudao.
Although Li Daokong is at the early stage of quasi-saint and Shi Dudao is at the perfect stage of quasi-saint, he still has expectations for Li Daokong.
"If you can't defeat the enemy by crossing the smaller realm, how can you be the face of my hidden sect?"
Han Jue was dissatisfied and decided to put some pressure on Li Daokong after the battle.
Perhaps it was because his protective power was too strong that Li Daokong became a little lax.
The battle continues.
Half an hour had passed without a clear winner between the two, but Han Jue saw clearly that Li Daokong was completely suppressed.
Han Jue sighed, raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and shot out a sword energy through the air.
Shi Dudao was caught off guard when he was about to display his magical powers. The sword energy coming from the side pierced his body and his blood splattered into the sky.
Interrupt the spell!
Shi Dudao opened his eyes wide, a look of astonishment on his face.
Li Daokong stopped immediately and did not take advantage of the opportunity.
His face turned pale, knowing that it was Han Jue who had taken action. The sword energy just now made him nervous.
Too fast! "That's it."
Han Jue's voice resounded throughout the world, awakening the ears.
Shi Dudao looked at Baiyue Xianchuan in fear and gritted his teeth and said, "Saint!"
A single sword aura dispersed the vast magical power in his body. If he wasn't a saint, then what was he? Once upon a time, Shi Dudao had challenged a saint without knowing his own limitations. This feeling of fear was hard to forget.
Li Daokong suddenly disappeared in the air.
Shi Dudao gritted his teeth, struggled for a while, and finally chose to leave.
There is no way out. The gap in strength is too huge. Staying here would only bring humiliation upon myself.
The moment he turned around, Shi Dudao suddenly thought of the words of Emperor Chen.
He really has no right to call himself invincible.
hateful!
If I could be holy...
Shi Dudao roared in his heart. He had already reached the limit of a quasi-saint and could not become stronger. However, he had never been defeated among those below the saint.
…
Inside the Taoist temple.
Li Daokong stood in front of Han Jue with his head hung, like a child who had done something wrong.
Han Jue said expressionlessly: "I am very disappointed."
Li Daokong lowered his head even lower and clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves.
Han Jue suddenly laughed.
I was worried that I had no chance to suppress Li Daokong.
Ever since joining the Hidden Sect, although Li Daokong respected him, he never lowered his attitude. When ordinary people saw them, they thought they were equals.
On the contrary, Li Xuanao quickly found his position and made Han Jue like him.
Han Jue said indifferently: "When I first entered the Quasi Saint, I was able to sweep away all the Quasi Saints, including Shi Dudao. Do you believe it?"
Li Daokong took a deep breath and said, "Believe it!"
"How can you be worthy of the seat of the Hidden Saint?"
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"I... am indeed unworthy..."
Li Daokong was not angry, but cruel, and his face was filled with shame.
Han Jue started to mock and ridicule Li Daokong, and Li Daokong could only hold it in.
for a long time.
Han Jue snorted, "Practice well. When you break through a small realm, I will teach you my magical powers. Then you can challenge Shi Dudao again. You must win. You are the one I value most. Don't let me down!"
"clear!"
Li Daokong responded in a deep voice.
Han Jue waved his hand and Li Daokong saluted and left.
When walking out of the Taoist temple, Li Daokong glanced at Zhang Jue, and his inner dissatisfaction instantly disappeared.
After all, he is a proud man. How could he not feel any emotion when being humiliated by Han Jue?
However, as soon as he saw Zhang Jue, he felt only bitterness in his heart.
Han Jue is indeed qualified to mock him!
On the way back, Li Xuanao came to pick up Li Daokong and asked what had just happened.
Li Daokong did not hide anything. After he finished speaking, he sighed and left, ready to practice hard.
Li Xuanao stood there in a daze, stunned.
"Shi Dudao, he is the most powerful being under the saints. How come you guys make him look like an ordinary person? One dares to say it, and the other dares to believe it?"
Li Xuanao muttered to himself, unable to understand.
…
The news that Shi Dudao had returned empty-handed from the Baiyue Fairyland quickly spread throughout the fairy world.
Over the years, Shi Dudao has challenged many sects of destiny, but this is the first time he has been defeated.
There were many living creatures near Baiyue Xianchuan, and occasionally there were cultivators passing by who happened to witness this battle and were all amazed.
For a time, the legend of the Hundred Mountains and Fairy Rivers spread again.
The more mysterious it is, the easier it is for living beings to imagine it.
Three hundred years later, Baiyue Xianchuan became a holy place passed down by word of mouth among the people.
Thirteenth heaven.
In a palace of the Celestial Clan, the Immortal God Ji and Fang Liang met.
“Tsk tsk, your master’s hidden sect has been in the spotlight again recently.” Ji Xianshen said with a smile.
Fang Liang smiled calmly and said, "It's OK. Master would definitely not want this to happen."
Pretend to be your father! I am your uncle now! Ji Xianshen was secretly proud of himself. He did not tell anyone that he had joined the Hidden Sect, not even Fang Liang knew about it.
The Hidden Door will be his last resort and he will not use it unless it is absolutely necessary.
Although Fang Liang came from the Hidden Sect, he has not returned to the Sect for a long time. Perhaps he no longer considers himself a member of the Hidden Sect.
Ji Xianshen asked, "What does the Heavenly Court think?"
Fang Liang said: "I don't have any objection. The Heavenly Court is now in decline, and the saints have long stopped asking. I just want to subdue the Dragon Clan. I'm afraid it's not enough for you and me alone. The Dragon Clan has a powerful person who has become a quasi-saint through the luck of the catastrophe. His strength is extremely powerful."
(End of this chapter)