The silver-armored youth frowned slightly. Even in the Immortal Realm, no cultivator would dare to speak to him like that.
The white-robed old man sneered, "Back then, in the conflict between witchcraft and Taoism, witchcraft was suppressed by Taoism. Now you want to help them?"
Qin Luo shook his head slightly, his expression indifferent, "I'm not helping them, I just can't stand you."
He dislikes those who bully the weak.
Chu Peiran gripped his longsword. "If you know what's good for you, leave now, or my sword won't listen to reason."
"My lord, it is best to maintain harmony."
Gui Chen was still trying to persuade them not to fight.
"You guys!"
The silver-armored youth looked disdainful. He raised his hand and conjured a huge ice spike beside him. In the instant he waved his hand, the ice spike smashed towards Qin Luo and the others at an extremely fast speed.
"I'll handle it."
A small flame appeared between Qin Luo's fingers. It seemed ordinary, but the surrounding space distorted. Chu Peiran and Gui Chen could feel the terror of this flame.
With a flick of his finger, Qin Luo sent the flame soaring into the air, directly colliding with the ice cone. The massive ice cone was pierced, turning into a sky full of frost and disappearing without a trace.
The flame rushed towards the silver-armored youth. He raised his palm and conjured a thick ice wall. With a loud bang, the flame smashed a hole in the ice wall.
"Holy Son, be careful!"
The old man in white robes loudly reminded him.
The silver-armored youth did not dodge. He reached out and grabbed the wisp of flame, clenching his fist, intending to destroy it. However, the flame suddenly exploded, distorting the surrounding space.
"ah!"
A wail erupted!
The silver-armored youth's right arm was blown off, half of his body was a bloody mess, and his silver armor became dull.
"How is this possible?" The white-robed elder was shocked. It was an immortal armor made of rare immortal gold, indestructible and capable of blocking attacks from immortals, yet it was severely damaged by a wisp of fire.
"Brother Dao, you're amazing!"
Chu Peiran's eyes were filled with admiration.
Seeing the silver-armored youth's disheveled appearance, Jiang Li smiled and bowed in Qin Luo's direction.
"hateful!"
The silver-armored youth was filled with regret. He had a chance to dodge, but he was careless. Now, even with the best medicine, it would take a long time to recover from such a serious injury, and he had also lost the opportunity to compete for the Azure Emperor's fortune.
A ball of fire rose from Qin Luo's palm, and the white-robed old man in the sky was shocked. He could feel the terrifying power of that flame. Just now, even a wisp of fire had severely injured the silver-armored youth, so the terror of this flame was beyond imagination.
The white-robed old man grabbed the silver-armored youth and fled.
Just as Qin Luo raised his hand, Gui Chen gently reminded him, "Brother Dao, one should be lenient when one can."
Boom!
Mount Wushan shook.
The world was filled with a desolate atmosphere.
A golden figure emerged from the palace.
The white-robed elder led the silver-armored youth back to the immortal ship. Before the ship could even start moving, the golden figure crashed into the ship's interior, distorting the surrounding space and crushing the ship.
"Holy Son, run!"
The white-robed elder stood in front of the silver-armored youth, instantly conjuring a hundred-foot-tall Dharma image and throwing a punch at the golden figure, trying to buy time for the silver-armored youth.
"He's actually a Tribulation Transcending Immortal!"
Chu Peiran's eyes were filled with shock.
A thin golden light slashed out, severing the white-robed elder and his Dharma form simultaneously. A powerful Transcending Tribulation Immortal was annihilated, body and soul, while the silver-armored youth dragged his mangled body as he fled.
Gui Chen's expression was solemn.
Chu Peiran felt a chill run down his spine.
Whoosh!
A golden figure traversed the void, appearing before the silver-armored youth. It reached out and grabbed his head as if he were a chick. The celestial prodigy was like an ant before it.
Qin Luo didn't expect the reversal to be so quick. The arrogant genius of the Immortal Realm was just a moment ago, but now he was in such a sorry state.
"I am the Holy Son of Mount Taichu. If you kill me, Mount Taichu will not let you off." The silver-armored youth trembled, experiencing a fear he had never felt before.
Bang!
The silver-armored youth's head was crushed.
Chu Peiran felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Qin Luo's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that it was formed from fragments of the Heavenly Dao and possessed extremely terrifying power.
Jiang Li landed on the mountaintop, looked at that familiar figure, and knelt on the ground respectfully.
The golden figure's gaze fell upon the riverbank.
Chu Peiran felt a chill run down his spine, a feeling he had experienced before in the dilapidated temple, which he had initially dismissed as a hallucination. He frowned deeply, "This guy doesn't seem to be human!"
Qin Luo chuckled and teased, "Brother Chu, you said before that you wanted to reason with Him? Aren't you going to say a few words?"
"Is it Him?" Chu Peiran's eyes widened as he faced the golden figure, his hand holding the sword trembling.
Gui Chen gripped his staff tightly. "You all go first!"
The golden figure descended, as if there were invisible steps between heaven and earth. Each time it stepped down, golden ripples would spread across the surrounding space.
Gui Chen and Chu Peiran felt short of breath, their legs were trembling, and they couldn't help but want to kneel down.
“You should leave. He has come to find me.”
Qin Luo knew that the golden figure wanted the fragments of the Heavenly Dao.
Chu Peiran gripped the sword hilt tightly, his eyes growing increasingly determined. "Fighting against Him is something I can brag about for the rest of my life."
"You'll die."
"It was worth it."
Qin Luo didn't want them to take any risks, so he activated the laws of time, freezing time near the riverbank. Chu Peiran and Gui Chen were frozen in place as the golden figure slowly approached.
"Can we talk?"
Qin Luo walked into the river and stood on the still water, hoping to have a talk with Him. The golden figure landed on the water, but He shook his head, his eyes filled with a sharp light.
A golden figure suddenly appeared in front of Qin Luo. The golden fist light was as dazzling as the sun. In Qin Luo's eyes, it was very slow. He activated the Dao of Fire, and his body was enveloped in scorching flames. Then he threw a punch to meet the attack. When the two fists collided, space shattered and time distorted.
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