"presumptuous!"
Seeing that Bai Guo had humiliated Changsheng Daoren in this way, Jue Mingzi immediately cursed loudly and once again summoned the Blazing Cloud Spear. The spear was engulfed in raging flames. With a wave of his arm, he pointed it directly at Bai Guo. The blazing spear immediately transformed into a fiery red streak of light, heading straight for Bai Guo's face!
"You fat pig, spouting nonsense and disrespecting your master! Die!"
"No!"
When Changsheng Daoren saw Jue Mingzi suddenly make a move, he was shocked and immediately tried to stop him, but it was too late. The Blazing Cloud Spear, carrying a rolling heat wave, drew a scorching straight line and arrived in the blink of an eye. Baiguo could even feel the scorching flames on the spear, but a cold smile flashed across his face.
Crack!
Without any visible movement from Bai Guo, everyone only saw a flash of silver light before their eyes. Then, just a second before the Blazing Cloud Spear struck Bai Guo's face, it suddenly changed its attack path, making a sharp 180-degree turn and shooting into the ground to the side. With a deafening roar, rocks flew everywhere in the training ground, creating a huge crater. The power was astonishing!
As the dust settled, everyone finally understood that it was Bai Guo's silver whip that had coiled around the Cloud-Stacking Spear, altering its original attack path. However, before anyone could react, another crack of the whip rang out, and then Jue Mingzi's mouth gushed blood as he flew backward like a kite with a broken string. His Daoist robe was torn to shreds, and the spiritual armor inside cracked with a bang!
The surrounding disciples couldn't help but gasp. This fat man's strength was terrifying. With just one strike, he severely injured the disciple personally taught by the Luoyun Sect Master. The crowd, who originally wanted to rush forward, finally calmed down a bit. However, some of the more impulsive disciples, seeing Jue Mingzi being whipped away, had bloodshot eyes and shouted loudly as they also summoned their magic weapons and threw them at Bai Guo!
The next second, the sound of whips rang out, and the disciples of Luoyun Sect were thrown out like ripe persimmons on a tree, falling to the ground with a crackling sound. Blood flowed incessantly, and their cries of pain were endless. The remaining disciples were all stunned by Bai Guo's thunderous methods and dared not make a move again. They all looked at the Changsheng Daoist who was grinning from ear to ear!
"A bunch of useless trash! Not a single one of you can fight back, yet you dare to lay a hand on me! You must be blind! If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation today, all of you worthless lives will die!"
Bai Guo stood proudly among the crowd with a ferocious expression. After his angry shout, the disciples couldn't help but take a few steps back before they could regain their footing. Not far away, Jue Mingzi, whose spirit armor was shattered, clutched his chest and could barely sit up. His eyes were full of resentment. But Bai Guo was too powerful. Apart from his master, probably no one in Luo Yun Sect could match him!
At this moment, the Immortal Daoist was already caught up in a decision. As the leader of a sect, he naturally couldn't act rashly or impulsively. Originally, there was still room for maneuver, but Jue Mingzi's intervention completely extinguished all possibilities. He no longer had any bargaining chips and could only let Bai Guo make exorbitant demands...
Changsheng Daoren was confident he wasn't afraid of Baiguo, but the Buer Academy behind Baiguo made him feel powerless. If he really fought Baiguo, then regardless of the cause, Luoyun Sect would be on the opposite side of Buer Academy. For Buer Academy, crushing Luoyun Sect would be as easy as crushing an ant. Moreover, for Luoyun Sect, which was located in a remote corner, the reality was that it didn't even have the qualifications to be an ant!
The Daoist of Longevity looked pained, his fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly until his fingers turned white. Was his sect, which had been passed down for thousands of years, about to be destroyed in his hands?
Should we cower and submit, swallowing our anger?
Or should we fight to the death, a desperate struggle?
...
After a fierce internal struggle, the Immortal Taoist had no choice but to compromise with reality and forced a smile, saying:
"Deacon Bai, what's going on...?"
"Being called a piece of trash by a fat, bloated bastard is really not a pleasant experience!"
Before Changsheng Daoren could finish speaking, Li Sisui suddenly spoke up, and everyone's eyes immediately turned to him, their eyes filled with shock. Jue Mingzi was also stunned. Seeing that his master's tone had softened, he was obviously prepared to compromise. He never expected that his grandmaster would speak so forcefully at this time. It was truly an unprecedented event!
The disciples shared similar thoughts with Jue Mingzi, but upon thinking of their grandmaster's cultivation level, they subconsciously cast a pitying glance at him. Their grandmaster was not afraid of power and spoke out for justice. Although it did not affect the outcome, his courage was commendable!
Upon hearing this, the Immortal Daoist looked anxious and turned to Li Sisui to complain:
"Grandmaster Uncle, what are you doing at this critical juncture? Aren't you worried about things getting chaotic enough? Aren't your disciples suffering enough?"
"Heh, so this is actually the legendary grandmaster of the Falling Cloud Sect, the one who represents the lowest level of cultivation in the sect. Calling you trash feels like an insult to the word 'trash,' but you will pay the price for your sharp tongue, a price in blood!"
Bai Guo sneered repeatedly, and when he finished speaking, his voice became fierce, causing the surrounding disciples to tremble with fear once again. Then, before Changsheng Daoren could explain anything, he raised his hand and whipped down with a crack, heading straight for Li Sisui's chest!
Even with Jue Mingzi's cultivation at the eighth level of Divine Illumination and the protection of his spiritual armor, he was still severely injured by a single whip. Now, Li Sisui, who is only at the third level of Divine Illumination and has no protective spiritual armor, would be completely annihilated by this whip!
"I have three swords, the slowest of which is..."
Li Sisui recited the words expressionlessly, and a white mark suddenly appeared between his brows. A completely transparent short sword slowly emerged from the white mark and flew towards Bai Guo with a swaying motion. Its speed was astonishing. The moment the short sword flew out, the whole world seemed to stand still!
Even the silver whip that had appeared and disappeared so mysteriously just moments before revealed its true form the moment the short sword flew out. The silver whip was about ten feet long and as thick as an infant's arm. The whip was covered with dense barbs that gleamed with a cold silver light. The whip shadow, which had been ghostly in shape, was now moving at an appallingly slow speed, as if it were in a deep swamp!
What's going on?
The Immortal of Longevity was filled with shock, and the disciples around him screamed incessantly, as if they had witnessed something terrifying. Wherever the transparent short sword passed, everything became incredibly slow. The silver whip revealed its true form three meters away from Li Sisui, and then moved forward at a snail's pace. After Li Sisui casually dodged it, the short sword continued forward, heading straight for Baiguo!
The latter stared blankly as Li Sisui unleashed his short sword, creating an area of effect. His face was filled with disbelief as he muttered to himself:
"This is...this is a realm? How is this possible! I'm clearly at the third level of the Divine Illumination Realm, how could I possess such great divine abilities that only those at the Transformation Realm possess! Absolutely impossible, I must have been so angry that my eyes are playing tricks on me!"
As he spoke, Bai Guo stretched out his chubby hands and rubbed his eyes hard. When he looked again, Li Sisui had already come to him with the short sword. The feeling of stagnation around him surged in with great clarity. It was indeed a feeling that could only be experienced after being trapped in a state of stagnation!
"Impossible! How could there be a cultivator at the Transcendent Realm in Wulipo!"
Looking at the white fruit so close to him, and sensing the strange power of the short sword before him, Li Sisui unconsciously smiled and said:
"You're gone!"
puff!
The short sword slowly pierced Bai Guo's brow, then emerged from the back of his head, and wobbled as it disappeared into Li Si Sui's brow!
"Grandmaster Uncle, you mustn't!"
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