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A calm and even voice drifted over from afar, followed by an invisible ripple that instantly enveloped all the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect. Although their figures froze again, all the disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief and were completely at ease. This feeling was all too familiar; their senior brother had returned!
The three disciples of the Supreme Fortress were taken aback. The leader looked suspicious, then laughed angrily:
"Who goes there? Stop playing coy and get out here right now! If you want to stand up for the Hidden Moon Sect, you'd better think twice before you decide whether you're up to the task!"
Looking around, he waited for a long time without anyone responding. Just as the disciple was about to become impatient, Li Sisui and Feng Teng Daoren finally appeared, their voices preceding their arrival!
If Li Sisui hadn't possessed a vast divine sense and discovered the situation of the Hidden Moon Sect in advance, and hadn't used the Slow Sword Domain to envelop the Hidden Moon Sect within it, he would have arrived too late. He saw that the disciples who had come together to participate in the selection were staggering and pale, and most of them were injured!
Feng Teng Daoist's face was ashen, his anger burning fiercely. His Daoist robes fluttered even without wind, clearly indicating that he was furious to the extreme. However, just as he was about to erupt, Li Sisui reached out and stopped him:
"Senior brother, you heal me first, leave the rest to me."
Feng Teng Dao Ren's gloomy gaze swept over the people of Ji Shang Bao, and he sighed bitterly before reluctantly turning away. He then took out healing pills from his storage ring and distributed them to the injured disciples, feeling extremely guilty. He had originally wanted to broaden the horizons of these new disciples and let them witness the strength of the Yan Yue Sect, but who would have thought it would end up like this...
"Where did this busybody come from? Don't think that just because you're being selected as a saint, they can't do anything to you. Accidental deaths are not uncommon, humph!"
Hearing the laughter coming from the crowd of the Supreme Fortress behind him, the three disciples felt like they were being pricked by needles. They had been hiding in the great formation for several months and were feeling quite stifled. They finally had a chance to show off their strength in front of the fortress lord, but they were interrupted by two people who suddenly appeared. At this moment, the Supreme Fortress disciple lost all his mood for playing around and stopped being polite in his words.
"Shut up! You're being noisy!"
Li Sisui frowned. Before the three disciples of the Supreme Fortress could react, with a hum, an invisible ripple expanded again, instantly enveloping the three. The three, who were lively just a second ago, immediately froze in place. One of the disciples' raised arm could not fall again. He pointed at Li Sisui, his pupils dilated, and his eyes showed fear!
The three disciples didn't even have time to react. They had no idea what had happened. In the blink of an eye, they were unable to move. Apart from their slowly rotating eyeballs and their undisguised expressions of fear, the three of them were no different from statues, standing motionless in place!
With a thought, Li Si silently opened his Slow Sword Domain, instantly immobilizing the three arrogant figures before him, as if time had stood still. He then turned to ask the disciple holding the red flag, who burst into tears of joy, recounting in detail all the misfortunes of the Hidden Moon Sect.
Half an hour later, after listening to the disciple's report, Li Sisui and Feng Teng Daoren exchanged a glance and saw the burning anger in each other's eyes. As the saying goes, "If you can tolerate this, then you cannot tolerate it." No matter what, these disciples still respectfully call him Senior Brother. How can he sit idly by while the sect's disciples suffer such contempt and bullying?
Moreover, he had previously promised Feng Teng Daoren that he would strive for a good ranking for the Yan Yue Sect!
I originally planned to challenge the True Martial Hall directly, but since the Supreme Fortress is so powerful, I'll start by taking down the Supreme Fortress...
"Junior brother, the selection of sages has a long history. This sudden change in the rules is chilling. It could very well be aimed at you. You should be extra careful. It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark!"
Feng Teng Daoren was surprisingly calm at this moment. In his view, the addition of these slots was somewhat of a diversionary tactic, a feint to the east while attacking the west. No matter which sect wins in the end, the three major sects will not have to expend any strength to protect their interests in the Sage's Mansion!
Or perhaps there are other purposes?
Feng Teng Dao Ren was filled with confusion. Although Li Si Sui was involved in this selection of saints, he felt uneasy, as if there was a pair of eyes watching them all the time, which made him feel a little creeped out!
This sudden uncertainty deeply affected Feng Teng Daoren, who subconsciously reminded Li Sisui to avoid falling into someone else's trap. The latter nodded lightly after hearing this and said nothing.
"I have three swords, one the slowest and one the fastest!"
Whoosh!
The three disciples of the Supreme Fortress, who were in the realm of slow swordsmanship, had just felt the surroundings loosen when, in the next second, they felt a burning pain in their left ears, followed by a gushing of blood. They instinctively reached up to touch their ears and then let out a heart-wrenching scream:
"My...my ears! Ah!"
Without any visible movement, a burst of blood mist erupted almost simultaneously from beside the heads of the three disciples, and their left ears vanished instantly, making the scene extremely bizarre!
What kind of technique is this? How could it happen so suddenly without any warning?
"Go back and spread the word: the Hidden Moon Sect is challenging the Supreme Fortress. It can be a personal battle or a sect battle, it's up to them!"
"Ouch! That hurts! Just you wait, when the Lord of the Fortress personally comes down, you'll be in for a world of hurt. The Hidden Moon Sect will be wiped off the list of Saint Hill from now on!"
"Get out of here! If you don't leave, your heads will be the next to explode..."
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Upon hearing this, the three disciples turned and ran. In their panic, they disregarded all decorum and summoned their magical artifacts, tumbling and scrambling into the crowd of the Supreme Fortress. A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd. The Supreme Fortress Master's face darkened as he kept glancing at the Hidden Moon Sect, his gaze filled with suspicion and uncertainty.
"Senior brother, you stay here and take care of the sect disciples. Leave the rest to me."
Feng Teng Daoren remained expressionless, nodded slightly, and gazed at the people of Jishangbao at the end of his line of sight. Then, he asked with considerable curiosity:
"Then how will you get there?"
"Walk over there..."
"..."
What else could he do? He wanted to fly there in style, but he couldn't. He had always used Feng Teng Dao Ren as a free means of transportation, but now he could only rely on himself. Fortunately, Saint Valley was not big, and the Supreme Fortress was just beyond his sight.
Feng Teng Daoist gave a wry smile, feeling that his question was a bit unnecessary. However, after looking at Li Sisui's cultivation level of the third level of Divine Illumination, he felt relieved. Such unexpected things happening to him were not surprising at all...
Those with extraordinary talents are bound to do the most unbelievable things!
Li Sisui rose and walked steadily toward the Supreme Fortress. The Fortress Master of the Supreme Fortress, watching Li Sisui walk straight toward him, twitched his eye and felt a surge of annoyance!
Does he think he's the only one who came to compete? This person is far too arrogant, completely disregarding them. Those three disciples from earlier didn't even know how they were injured. If this person wanted to take their lives, it would be as easy as turning his hand. We mustn't underestimate him!
In an instant, countless questions and choices popped into the fortress lord's mind. As Li Sisui walked over unhurriedly, he exuded a strong sense of pressure!
Individual battle? Sect battle? Which should I choose?
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