Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 595 - 498: Compare the Formations (Part 2)

Chapter 595: Chapter 498: Compare the Formations (Part 2)

At least Wei Yuanzhou lacked such prestige.

And Sect Master Shen had no other support to rely on.

"There’s no need to repeat yourself, I’ve heard you." Wei Yuanzhou stood with his hands behind his back, looking towards Ke Shiliang from afar, without any unnecessary words, a long rainbow shot straight from his brow to the horizon.

Amid the clear heavens, the false images of three great cities unfolded in succession.

Long Han, Chi Ming, Shang Huang.

This was the territory of Southern Hong, close to the peak Boundary beneath the giants of the Unity Realm Stage.

No one would question his ability to open these three cities.

"If you’re going to fight, then go ahead."

The light in Wei Yuanzhou’s eyes was clear, his speech articulate.

He had said before that making apologies was something he could do regardless of the cost.

This was, in fact, a lie.

As a Daozi of Ling Yun Sect, it was impossible for him to act too absurdly...Thus, he had come alone today, without bringing any Elder of Ling Yun Sect.

"I’m starting to have trouble understanding."

Yin Qizhang shook his head, but the rainbow from his brow surged forth rapidly.

"I think it’s you who doesn’t understand," Yan Xianqing raised an eyebrow, only those who had dealt with Sect Master Shen knew how reliable he was, people with such responsibility like him, surely had others willing to back him up.

But if he was not mistaken, he didn’t remember the City Lord Yin ever meeting Sect Master Shen.

"Prepare to make a move."

With the addition of the mighty Wei Yuanzhou, there was finally a glimmer of hope for today.

Liu Shiqian, without any hesitation, also brought out a long rainbow.

For a moment, the entire sky appeared to transform into a city of ten thousand immortals, with various colored Spiritual Light twinkling, extremely dazzling.

"Everyone’s gone mad, only the two of us are sane."

Bai Wu sighed, just as he looked back.

He saw Elder Chi Yang with an embarrassed smile, a rainbow also linked between heaven and earth from his brow.

"..." Bai Wu’s lips twitched twice: "Can’t you trust my judgment just once?"

His thinking remained unchanged, having only one fool like Wei Yuanzhou among the Seven Sons of Hong was obviously not enough.

A sudden change.

Clearly, Elder Ke Si was caught a little off guard, not because he feared anything, after all, even with Wei Yuanzhou included, the Dragon Palace still held the advantage at the moment.

It’s just that it had been too long since it saw such a blunt attitude from the Seven Sons of Hong, and it was somewhat unused to it for the time.

"Although our strengths are comparable, there is no small gap in age. This king needs to remind you to think before you speak. Don’t be too arrogant. Even if you haven’t reached Union Dao yet, even if you really did, do you think my elder brothers would fear you?" Ke Shiliang raised his dragon head and said solemnly, "Like earlier, how dare you question what it amounts to? It is the Dragon Descendant from Nangong, with the Dragon King’s blood flowing in its veins. Take back your words; I’ll pretend I didn’t hear them."

As these words came out, everyone’s expressions turned awkward.

The fight hadn’t even started yet, and they were already pulling out their old Dragon King to press people.

Had these Dragon Descendants become too comfortable over time and lost their mettle?

But to be fair, this tactic was quite effective.

At least Wei Yuanzhou didn’t reply, just silently looked up at the sky.

Seeing his action, the others also curiously looked up.

Before their eyes found anything, an indifferent voice first came to their ears.

"What do you think you are?"

"Hmm?"

"I asked, what, you have an opinion?"

Under the back-to-back questioning, the scene fell silent.

With a gentle flutter of her robe, the tall figure of a woman stood suspended between heaven and earth, her hair done up behind her, arms that emerged from her sleeves appeared as white and delicate as jade yet sharp as swords, unstoppable in their edge.

Appearing mature, yet her eyes and brows revealed an arrogance and unyielding spirit typical of the younger generation.

The Daozi of Heavenly Sword, Su Hongxiu.

She and Wei Yuanzhou, one after the other, surrounded the three thousand demon soldiers, the eight Great Demon Generals, and the two several hundred zhang long dragons in the middle.

"This is a grievance concerning the death of this prince’s son..." started Ke Shiliang abruptly, only to be cut off.

"One stick of incense, either leave or die."

Su Hongxiu clearly lacked the politeness of Wei Yuanzhou, impatience flickered in her eyes, she didn’t like using her mouth for things that couldn’t be killed with words.

During the long years of Nanyang Sect’s nominal existence, this could be the first time that the Seven Sons of Hong showed their edge in front of the Dragon Palace.

The attitudes of these young Daozi would represent how the Immortal Sects would interact with the Dragon Palace in the future.

Even for someone like Ke Shiliang, there was an involuntary flutter in his heart at this moment.

"Gulp."

Yan Xianqing suddenly heard the sound of his own swallowing.

It seemed there was an echo.

He glanced around subtly to find that the people around him were instinctively swallowing too.

Just when everyone wanted to downplay the situation, hoping to minimize the incident, the Daozi of Heavenly Sword seemed to fear that the matter wasn’t big enough. Not only did she seem eager to kill Ke Shiliang, but there also appeared to be an urge to engage the whole Dragon Palace in a battle with the Seven Sons of Hong.

The cultivators from Yunxiao Pavilion and Xuanhai Lodge were silent.

Sect Master Shen had not only made arrangements, but the scale of the forces he summoned was far beyond their imagination.

It even gave one the feeling that Nanyang Sect had never really fallen into obscurity.

"You guys!" Elder Ke Si could no longer play the part, completely tearing away his composed exterior, his eyes bloodshot.

It was only the loss of a nephew, an incident to be endured, but he had relied on it to rise again. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but roar, "This is too much!"

However, Ke Shiliang suddenly became oddly calm.

Three Daozi had come forward, each representing Qing Yue Sect, Heavenly Sword Sect, and Ling Yun Sect.

Plus, this matter itself involved Nanyang Sect.

Four out of the Seven Sons of Hong had shown up.