As soon as Feng Teng Daoren finished speaking, even he himself felt it was unrealistic, but since Li Sisui dared to ask, why shouldn't he answer? At worst, the two of them could just laugh it off and pretend nothing had happened...
Sensing the probing intent in Feng Teng Daoren's words, Li Sisui revealed a meaningful smile, glanced at the Yanyue Sect disciples surging down the mountain, pulled Feng Teng Daoren aside, and said in a resounding voice:
"Since Senior Brother is truly so, then let's wait and see. But let me be frank beforehand, I can't guarantee there won't be any damage. After all, this is my first time doing something like this, and I don't know if it will even work..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Teng Daoren rolled his eyes. This kid was indeed unreliable. He was so confident just now, but he backed down the next second. He would be satisfied as long as half of it was preserved, let alone completely intact. Even if only a third was preserved, as long as the framework of the courtyard was not damaged, it would save a lot of time and effort in the future repairs!
Seeing that Feng Teng Daoren didn't say anything more, Li Sisui took it as his tacit agreement. Looking at the group of buildings in front of him, he was eager to try. It seemed that he was also looking forward to it. After that, he didn't make any move. Golden light surged in his eyes, and he once again summoned the Slow Sword Domain!
Buzz!
After enveloping the entire pavilion and courtyard of the Hidden Moon Sect, Li Si silently recited in his heart:
"I have three swords, the slowest of which is..."
After several evolutions, the Slow Sword finally revealed its unique side. The huge hilt, the thick blade, and the massive sword body that looked like three bed boards connected together suddenly crashed down from the top of the Slow Sword Domain. The speed was still unhurried, but after landing, it smashed a huge crater in the ground, and cracks spread out in all directions, which showed the weight of the giant sword itself!
Feng Teng Daoist, who was also in the realm of slow swordsmanship, watched as a colossal sword, obscuring the sky, descended from the heavens. His eyes twitched uncontrollably. What a huge sword! If it were to fall on a cultivator, wouldn't they be instantly smashed into a pulp? Especially with the strange space around them, which rendered cultivators unable to move, it was practically a chopping board tailor-made for them, a sure-fire way to smash them...
The way the giant sword appeared this time was also different from the past. Instead of sliding out from the white mark between Li Sisui's eyebrows, it descended from the sky. Since his divine sense surged, this was the first time he had used the slow sword. He was also startled by this sudden appearance. However, such a domineering appearance was quite fitting for the giant sword itself. Not bad!
After unleashing the giant sword, Li Si's connection with it became much stronger due to the surge in his divine sense. He glanced at the dumbfounded Feng Teng Daoist out of the corner of his eye, a smile playing on his lips. Without saying a word, he moved the giant sword slowly, and under their watchful eyes, it gradually disappeared into the ground...
Whether it was because he was in the realm of slow swordsmanship or something else, Feng Teng Daoren felt that time was incredibly long. This torment was driving him almost mad, but he was powerless to do anything. Even opening his mouth to speak would exhaust all his strength, and in the end, he could only wait...
It is unknown how much time has passed, but the giant sword emerged from the ground again and shot straight toward Li Sisui's face. Although the speed was still slow, the huge blade carried an overwhelming aura. Even before it got close, it made people shudder. How could they wait until the giant sword actually got close?
Feng Teng Daoren was horrified. He wanted to warn Li Sisui, but he couldn't utter a single syllable. His eyes were wide open; he couldn't do anything but stare. Could it be that this kid had tried to steal a chicken but lost his own rice instead, suffering a backlash from his own technique? This was bad! If only he had known this would happen, he would regret it deeply. Alas…
However, the scene that Feng Teng Daoren had imagined did not happen. As the giant sword gradually approached Li Sisui, its originally enormous blade began to shrink. By the time it reached Li Sisui's face, it had become an almost transparent short sword, which silently pierced into Li Sisui's brow and disappeared!
Before Feng Teng Daoren could even be surprised, what happened next almost completely overturned his understanding!
After Li Sisui sheathed the giant sword, he simply raised his right hand slowly without making any further movements. The pavilions and courtyards surrounded by mountains in front of him began to tremble slowly. Then, under the glare of Feng Teng Daoren, whose eyes were practically popping out of their sockets, the pavilions and courtyards slowly separated from the mountains like a sliced cake and floated in mid-air, like a pavilion in the sky!
What happened next left Feng Teng Daoist speechless. The pavilions and courtyards only paused briefly in the air before moving toward Li Sisui's palm at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then they disappeared into thin air, just like a cultivator using a storage ring to collect items. But who could have a storage ring with such a large space, big enough to hold this entire pavilion and courtyard?
As a cultivator, he was already used to the art of moving mountains and filling seas, but he had never seen or even heard of a storage ring that could contain mountains and seas. However, he couldn't help but believe what was happening before his eyes. He could only say that he was ignorant and that this kid really did what he said!
The huge commotion atop the Hidden Moon Sect's summit naturally didn't escape the notice of the True Martial Hall members at the foot of the mountain. At first, one disciple thought it was some kind of cultivation accident and joked with his companion:
"I wonder what the Hidden Moon Sect is up to. Could they have decided to self-destruct?"
"It's good that it exploded. This godforsaken place has so little spiritual energy. The sooner we leave, the better. It's slowed down my cultivation progress by several years!"
"Look, a group of people are coming down from the mountain. Are these guys planning a rebellion?"
As he spoke, the disciple from the True Martial Hall pointed, and following his finger, they indeed saw a large group of cultivators flying towards them on various flying magical artifacts. The disciple, who already harbored considerable resentment towards the Hidden Moon Sect, immediately roared:
"These lowlifes have really gone too far! Form a battle formation! Let's see what kind of audacity they have that makes them disregard even the True Martial Hall!"
As they spoke, several disciples of the True Martial Hall lined up and quickly formed a small formation, ready for battle. Although there were only a few of them, their average cultivation level was above the fifth level of the Transformation Stage, and two of them had even survived a great tribulation. In contrast, the disciples who came down from the Hidden Moon Sect had a cultivation level that was at most the fourth level of the Transformation Stage...
Although if a real fight breaks out, these few people certainly cannot withstand the Hidden Moon Sect, as soon as things start to go wrong, the disciples of the True Martial Hall will contact the sect. Before long, the True Martial Hall's reinforcements will arrive, and at that time, it will be difficult to avoid destroying the sect. After all, given the status of the Hidden Moon Sect, how dare they provoke the number one sect in Sage Hill? If this gets out, how can the True Martial Hall maintain its foothold in Sage Hill in the future?
The disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect had only taken a few steps when they sensed a huge commotion behind them. They quickly stopped and looked back, only to see a scene that left them speechless: the courtyard of their sect, where they had lived for over a hundred years, was actually floating in the air!
This, this sign—ascending to immortality on the spot—could it be that the sect is truly about to take off this time?
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