People were amazed.
And full of shock.
Inside Kyoto.
The powerful people of the Seven Great Dasian Sects looked at Xu Qingnian.
Everyone was silent.
As cultivators, they deeply understood what kind of shock Xu Qingnian had given them today.
From the eighth rank of the Immortal Dao, he had leapt to become the third rank of the Immortal Dao in one leap.
Across five grades.
And all of this was because Xu Qingnian had inscribed the Ancient Scripture of Heaven and Earth.
The seventh grade of the Immortal Dao was a qualitative transformation.
Generally speaking, when disciples of the Tai Shang Immortal Sect reached the eighth grade of the Immortal Dao, they would inscribe the Tai Shang Ancient Scripture, thus allowing them to quickly reach the sixth grade.
The grade jump is completed simply because the Tai Shang Ancient Scripture, which is extremely perfect, is known as the number one scripture in the world.
Only a complete version of the Seven Star Dao Sutra could surpa*s the Tai Shang Ancient Sutra.
And Xu Qingnian had inscribed the Ancient Sutra of Heaven and Earth.
It was naturally incomparably extraordinary.
It was only logical to complete the five jumps.
At this moment, the cultivators of the Seven Great Daxian Sects, having returned to their senses, looked at Xu Qingnian, their hearts blazing with enthusiasm, and if the situation wasn’t wrong at the moment, they would want to go to Xu Qingnian right now.
They wanted to obtain this ancient scripture, whether they were drawn in or not.
Although they knew that Xu Qingnian would not give it to them, they could still fight for it.
It was highly likely that Xu Qingnian would break through to the First Grade of the Immortal Dao.
Reaching the Super Grade.
If that was the case, it would open up a brand new path for Immortal Dao cultivators, and Xu Qingnian would become a person who would be worshipped by countless cultivators in future generations.
However.
At this time.
Inside Kyoto.
In the King of Peace and Chaos’s residence.
Xu Qingnian’s gaze, almost in a flash, landed on Wang Chaoyang.
“Sub-sage?”
Xu Qingnian’s first reaction was one of surprise.
The other party’s age looked like he was just twenty years old, probably a few months younger than himself, and somewhat childish, although he seemed to have a very mature feeling, but something like childishness could not be disguised.
Especially when facing Xu Qingnian, he could tell at a glance that the other party was not very old.
That was why Xu Qingnian was surprised.
A twenty-year-old saint was a little younger than his own age.
The only good thing to say was that it had only taken him a year to become a half-saint.
The other side had taken at least ten years.
But to become a sub-saint at that age, what kind of intelligence was that? And what kind of qualification was that?
Xu Qingnian did not have any slightest contempt for this person, but instead valued him extremely.
Only soon, what shocked Xu Qingnian even more was this.
The Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature had appeared in the sky above Kyoto.
Yes.
It was the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature.
The dazzling Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature was filled with holy power, and the palace was luxurious and magnificent, like a sun reflecting on the capital of Great Wei.
“This can’t be.”
“How could it be the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature?”
Xu Qingnian’s heart was in an uproar, but outwardly he was incomparably calm.
He kept surveying the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature.
It was exactly the same.
One could not say almost, but exactly the same, except for one thing, and that was that inside this Palace of Literature, there were no seven statues.
The rest were identical.
How was this possible?
The Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature was in one’s mind.
Why would it appear here?
Could it be that the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature in one’s own mind was the artifact spirit and this Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature was the original body?
Xu Qingnian was really at a loss for words.
But at that moment, Chao Ge’s voice rang out.
“This can’t be.”
“Why does he have the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature?”
“Look, guys, is this the Palace of Literature where we live?”
Chao Ge’s voice resounded, his tone filled with shock and disbelief.
“It is indeed the Palace of Literature, and it is exactly the same.”
“After some comparison, it is exactly the same, except for the statue.”
“Even the aura is completely similar, what’s going on?”
Broken Evil and the others also spoke up, all expressing their shock.
For the two were truly identical.
“Could it be that this is the original body and the one in Shouren’s mind is the artifact spirit?”
Wang Wen spoke up, somewhat curious, as he was the third disciple of the Great Sage.
“Impossible.”
“There is no such thing as an artifact spirit in the Palace of Literature, there is only one, and there is only one Palace of Literature in Heaven and Earth, either the Palace of Literature in Shouren’s mind is a fake, or his Palace of Literature is a fake.”
“Obviously we are not fake, then this Palace of Literature is fake.”
Chao Ge used simple logical elimination to prove that there must be something wrong with the other party’s Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature.
“Indeed, Brother Chao Ge would not lie, so that proves that the Palace of Literature that we are in is the real Palace of Literature of Heaven and Earth.”
“But why, there would be two identical Wen palaces, and they are both Heaven and Earth Wen palaces, even with the same saintly aura, to be honest, I almost can’t tell the difference between the real and the fake.”
Wang Wen continued, his eyes filled with doubt among them.
“It’s not clear.”
“But be careful, Shouren, don’t be careless, this person is from a very big place.”
Chao Ge spoke out, although he could not understand the mystery, he was certain of it and told Xu Qingnian to be careful.
“The Palace of Literature that we are in is a true Palace of Literature of Heaven and Earth, there are definitely problems with this Palace of Literature, but it is undeniable that this is indeed a Palace of Literature.”
“It is also possible that the Great Sage has built two Wen Palaces, we can’t rule out this possibility, but Chao Ge is right, be careful of this person.”
Broken Evil also warned.
Let Xu Qingnian be careful.
“My humble brother understands.”
Xu Qingnian understood what they meant, and he had long been wary.
Two identical Literature Palaces were bound to have one true and one false, although it could not be ruled out that the Great Sage had created two Literature Palaces, but the probability of that was slim to none.
There was no point in creating two literary palaces, nor was there any need to do so.
It does not make sense.
A split second later.
Xu Qingnian turned his gaze towards Wang Chaoyang with a calm expression, not taking the initiative to speak.
For a moment.
The two looked at each other, and Great Wei Kyoto was completely silent.
Everyone looked at this scene, all curious as to what kind of sparks would collide between Xu Qingnian and this holy grandson.
“Good.”
Suddenly.
Wang Chaoyang’s voice rang out.
One word.
He called it good.
A smile appeared on his face.
He stood in the void, standing with his arms folded, looking at Xu Qingnian, and the smile in his eyes was one of relief.
It was like the relief of an elder seeing the success of his junior.
This smile was inexplicably repulsive.
If Wang Chaoyang had lived for a thousand years, Xu Qingnian would not have been so repulsed.
Imagine how a normal person would feel if someone younger than you looked at you and smiled with relief.
Inexplicable disgust and disgust.
“Shouren.”
“You’re very nice.”
“Originally, I was thinking that I would set up three tests for you to see if you were qualified to worship under the Great Sage.”
“Now I didn’t expect that you not only have Confucianism elegance, but also Immortal Dao qualifications.”
“However, as a Confucian, you should still think about the Confucian Way first, don’t be duplicitous, you have a long road ahead of you.”
“The Way of the Sublime Sage alone may delay you for decades, but I am so pleased with you that I will waive the examination and take you directly as my disciple.”
“Pa*sing on the true path of the Great Sage to you will allow you to break through to the sub-sage realm within five years.”
“You are also allowed to enter the Palace of Heaven and Earth Literature and feel the true path of a saint.”
Wang Chaoyang spoke, and all of his remarks were clearly praising Xu Qingnian, whether in his words or mannerisms, or in his expression.
Only these praises came from a twenty year old youth.
A person a few months younger than himself.
Such words of appreciation were more like those of an elder to a junior, which made Xu Qingnian feel even more inexplicably disgusted.
And to directly threaten to take himself as a disciple?
And to set up three tests for himself?
Xu Qingnian wanted to ask, “Are you worthy?
Xu Qingnian was not the only one.
Many people in the capital of Great Wei also felt the same way.
But considering the identity of the other party, although they did not know whether it was true or not, the Palace of Literature was indeed the real deal, so it was hard for people to say more.
“Who is Er?”
Faced with this kind of appreciation from the other party, Xu Qingnian was not angered, he was calm and looked at the other party.
Asking.
“I am Wang Chaoyang, the descendant of the first saint of heaven and earth, for the saint’s grandson as well.”
Wang Chaoyang spoke.
Looking at Xu Qingnian, his words were filled with confidence and he also appeared to be high and mighty.
“The first saint’s descendant?”
Xu Qingnian was somewhat surprised in his heart.
But Chao Ge’s voice immediately rang out.
“He’s a fake.”
“Great Saints don’t have offspring.”
“There are absolutely no offspring.”
“If he said he was a saint inheritor, I wouldn’t even doubt it, but he dares to say he is a saint descendant, so he must be a fake.”
This was Chao Ge’s voice.
The first time it resounded in Xu Qingnian’s mind, it cut to the chase.
Just before Xu Qingnian could breathe a sigh of relief.
Wang Wen’s voice followed.
“He is not a saint’s descendant, but there is a high possibility that he is related to a great saint, most likely having received a saint’s inheritance and now forcing himself to press a name as a saint’s descendant.”
Wang Wen made the deduction.
He did not think that Wang Chaoyang was a saint’s grandson, but what he could be certain of was that this Wang Chaoyang, must have a great connection with the Great Sage.
This Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature was difficult to explain.
As he watched Xu Qingnian remain silent, Wang Chaoyang spoke once more.
“Xu Shouren, you have received the Great Sage’s inheritance, and now that you have come this far, you are already considered very good.”
“But you have only received part of the inheritance, not the true inheritance, and relying on the poetic writings of the Great Sage to become a Half-Sage is still far from enough.”
“To become a sub-saint, you must comprehend yourself and walk out your own path, not imitate a saint.”
“Bow to me, I accept you as my disciple, from now on, you are my disciple Wang Chaoyang, and a disciple of the Great Sage, with a true heritage, the future of Confucianism is yours to control.”
Wang Chaoyang spoke from his lofty position.
His words were filled with an air of condescension, an old-fashioned and cross look that made people extremely uncomfortable.
“The Great Sage’s poetry?”
Xu Qingnian frowned as he looked at Wang Chaoyang, some doubts in his eyes.
Wang Chaoyang was not wrong, he had indeed received the Great Sage’s inheritance, it was the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature, and it was not a poetic essay.
“Isn’t it?”
“Every one of the thousand ancient famous poems you have written, as well as the parallelism, the famous words, are all the words of the Great Sage.”
“But you are clever, you understand the poetic essays of the saints, so you modify them slightly to conform to the current literary world and refine them.”
“It is also because of this that this Saint is willing to accept you, for in this Saint’s opinion, although you were deluded by fame earlier, you gradually came to your senses later and made a grand vow to establish your heart for heaven and earth and your life for the living.”
“If you had not comprehended the core thoughts of this Saint’s grandfather, just by what you have done, this Saint would never have spared you.”
Wang Chaoyang’s words seemed high and mighty.
He thought that the articles and poems written by Xu Qingnian were all copied.
And the ones copied were all great saints.
Faced with Wang Chaoyang’s remarks.
Everyone looked at Xu Qingnian, curious as to what choice Xu Qingnian would make.
In the middle of the King’s Palace of Peace and Chaos.
Xu Qingnian could already determine that this guy was purely an egomaniac, and was the kind of person who was not too old and had to pretend that he was disgustingly old-fashioned and autumnal.
“Xu Shouren.”
“The opportunity has been given to you, you must not miss it, otherwise, you will regret it for the rest of your life.”
Wang Chaoyang spoke once more.
High and mighty.
Giving Xu Qingnian a chance.
In the middle of the royal residence.
Xu Qingnian rose up in the air, he looked at Wang Chaoyang, and then glanced at the three thousand great scholars.
And then spoke indifferently.
“Shabi.”
Two words were uttered, and for a moment, the crowd froze.
People didn’t know what it meant, but inexplicably they felt that the word wasn’t a good one.
The many great scholars, however, could instantly understand the meaning of Xu Qingnian’s words.
They were great scholars, so they naturally knew the meaning of words.
“Unbridled.”
“Treasonous.”
“Insulting the Holy Sun.”
“A crime deserving of death.”
Three thousand great Confucians spoke in unison, their voices deafening.
And Wang Chaoyang’s gaze instantly went cold, but his face was not as ugly, he just looked at Xu Qingnian.
Cold intent burst out of his eyes.
“Noisy.”
Xu Qingnian shouted, his half-saint’s might pervading, suppressing the three thousand great Confucians.
“What bunch of stinking fish and shrimps dare to come to Great Wei and defy this Saint?”
Xu Qingnian spoke coldly, “Are the three thousand Confucians very powerful? In the end, they were just a group of Confucian scholars.
It wasn’t like they were three thousand half-saints?
A terrifying Saint’s Might filled the air, and Wang Chaoyang also released his own Saint’s Might at the first time, suppressing Xu Qingnian’s Saint’s Might on the spot.
The other party was a sub-saint.
Xu Qingnian was a Half-Saint, and it was already considered very strong for the two to fight against each other in separate courts.
“Xu Shouren.”
“This Saint has given you a chance, don’t let down this Saint’s good intentions.”
Wang Chaoyang spoke again, giving Xu Qingnian a second chance.
“Shut up for this Saint.”
Xu Qingnian spoke indifferently as he looked at Wang Chaoyang, his eyes filled with disdain.
“What saint’s descendant? What saint’s grandson?”
“You are also worthy of a Saint’s grandson? You say the Great Sage is your grandfather, and the Great Sage is your grandfather?”
“Ridiculous to the extreme.”
“What do these poems and articles have to do with the Great Sage?”
Xu Qingnian laughed coldly, he respected the Great Sage, but the problem was that these poems and essays could not have been written by the Great Sage.
And there was absolutely no way that the person in front of him was a Saint Sun either.
“Xu Shouren.”
“At this point in time, you don’t need to struggle with your mouth.”
“This Saint has said that he will not dwell on this matter, and this Saint also appreciates your talent in writing out the meaning of the Great Sage in a different way, and in promoting the learning of this Saint’s grandfather.”
“This Saint is not as careful as the Zhu Sheng lineage, and you should not be annoyed, this Saint has said that as long as you worship me as your teacher, you will still be the master of the Confucian Way in the future.”
“This time, this Saint is out to save the world’s lives, not to compete with you for power.”
Saint Sun spoke up, still baking himself as a true saint, saying that he would not fight for power, but in reality he had brought three thousand great scholars and the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature with him.
What was his purpose?
Who doesn’t know?
Moreover, Xu Qingnian explained one sentence, and in his mouth it became irritation and anger.
His tactics were far superior to those of the Zhu Sheng lineage.
The first impression they had of Xu Qingnian was that they despised him and thought he was nothing.
This is why the Vermilion Saint’s lineage suppressed Xu Qingnian in every way, no matter what Xu Qingnian had achieved, they just suppressed him brainlessly.
This Wang Chaoyang was different, he didn’t suppress Xu Qingnian, instead he put a hat on Xu Qingnian.
One top, the reason why Xu Qingnian had such achievements was because he had received the legacy of the Great Sage.
This tactic was extremely clever.
He knew that Xu Qingnian had great prestige among the folk of Great Wei, and he also knew that the Great Wei court also held Xu Qingnian in extremely high regard.
If he directly said that Xu Qingnian had plagiarised the poetry of the Great Sage or had become a half-saint through other means, he would inevitably arouse the disgust of the people.
But he took a different approach, attributing all the credit for everything Xu Qingnian had done to the Great Sage.
And as he was a descendant of the Great Sage, he was still essentially accusing Xu Qingnian of plagiarising articles and poems.
Then he even took the initiative to pose as if he was willing to let bygones be bygones and only needed Xu Qingnian to pay homage to his master.
All said and done, there were four words.
Acknowledge your ancestors.
This was what Wang Chaoyang had in mind.
“Get out of Great Wei, don’t make any noise.”
Faced with such tactics from Wang Chaoyang, Xu Qingnian was very bland.
With one word, he made his attitude and stance clear.
“Xu Shouren.”
“This Saint has given you two chances already, don’t be obsessed.”
Wang Chaoyang’s voice, once again, went down a little colder.
In his opinion, he had already given Xu Qingnian two chances, and Xu Qingnian had repeatedly refused, which made him somewhat unbearable.
“Get lost.”
“Or else, slaughter the Saint again.”
A voice like thunder rang out.
Xu Qingnian’s saintly aura filled the air, and three Dharma phases evolved behind him.
Today, Xu Qingnian was a third-ranked half-saint in Confucianism, a third-ranked Entered Saint in Martialism, and a third-ranked Immortal Dao, and with the augmentation of the Tao Te Ching Sutra, Xu Qingnian’s Immortal Dao was no less powerful than a second-ranked one.
At this moment, a killing aura pervaded.
A sub-saint is just that.
It wasn’t like he hadn’t killed before?
“How dare you.”
“Xu Qingnian, you are really bold.”
“How dare you speak out of your mouth.”
The three thousand great Confucians spoke in unison, and at this moment, their bodies were filled with a vast and righteous Qi that poured into the Palace of Literature.
In an instant, the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature glowed brightly, and the holy might filled the air, the five saintly figures became more solid, and the entire Great Wei felt the terrifying holy power.
Even Xu Qingnian felt this terrifying holy might.
This was true holy might, absolutely no faking.
This made Xu Qingnian’s heart even more curious.
The Palace of Literature must be the Palace of Literature.
And it was exactly the same as the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature.
Who was this Wang Chaoyang, anyway?
Boom.
In an instant, the Hao Ran Wen Zhong and the Eight Jade Sacred Ruler appeared, the Wen Zhong dropping wisps of Sacred Qi to protect Xu Qingnian, and the Eight Jade Sacred Ruler transforming into the strongest weapon between Heaven and Earth, ready to attack.
The two holy weapons appeared, resisting the suppression of the Heaven and Earth Cultural Palace.
“Among the Palace of Literature, there are also holy weapons.”
“Xu Shouren, this Saint is giving you a third and final chance.”
“If you promise, everything you said just now will be treated as if this Saint had never heard it.”
“If you do not agree, henceforth even if you kneel before this Saint and wish to worship under the Great Sage, this Saint will not agree.”
Wang Chaoyang gave Xu Qingnian a third chance.
Boom.
In an instant.
The Demon Subduing Force transformed into a golden battle spear.
Mixed with unparalleled power, it went towards Wang Chaoyang to kill him.
This battle spear pierced through Xu Qingnian and went straight to kill Wang Chaoyang.
However, when the battle spear appeared in front of him.
Suddenly, the Demon Subduing Force directly collapsed.
A terrifying aura filled the air, this time not a holy might, but a martial dao aura.
Supreme.
The aura of a martial dao supreme.
“He’s a Second Grade Supreme?”
“Martial Dao Supreme?”
“Hiss, this person must be after a great saint, the only great saints that cultivate both literature and martial arts, Wang Chaoyang is both a Confucian sub-saint and a martial dao supreme, this is simply unbelievable.”
“A twenty year old Martial Dao Supreme? Goodness, how could he have such qualifications?”
“It must be a descendant of a great sage, it must be a descendant of a great sage.”
A chorus of voices rang out.
The world was shocked, and Great Wei Kyoto was in uproar.
A twenty-year-old sub-saint was already heaven defying, a twenty-year-old martial supreme?
That was even more unbelievable.
What was the origin of the other party?
A dual practitioner of literature and martial arts?
Was he really a descendant of a great sage?
Boom.
The aura of a martial supreme instantly filled the air like a torrent, heading towards Xu Qingnian to kill him.
At this moment, Wang Chaoyang no longer had any patience for Xu Qingnian.
He wanted to make Xu Qingnian suffer, to let Xu Qingnian know know what it meant to be a Saint’s Sun.
Unparalleled power came to kill.
Xu Qingnian was fearless, with the protection of two holy weapons and his own strength not weaker than Wang Chaoyang’s, Xu Qingnian was not afraid at all.
But just at this moment.
Swoosh.
A sword mane cut out, disintegrating Wang Chaoyang’s martial power on the spot.
The next moment.
A figure appeared in front of Xu Qingnian.
It was an old man, his head full of white hair, but his gaze was incomparably sharp, like an open-edged immortal sword.
Above the old man’s head, a light blue flying sword was suspended, emitting a monstrous sword might.
“Sword Yuan.”
“Jian Yuan, the Zhantian Sword Sect’s supreme elder?”
“Immortal Dao quasi-first grade powerhouse, the Zhantian Sword Sect’s supreme elder, Senior Jian Yuan?”
Amongst the crowd, a voice rang out, recognising this person.
“Who dares to bully my immortal sect elders?”
Elder Jian Yuan’s voice rang out.
His gaze was terrifying as he gazed at Wang Chaoyang, a murderous aura in his eyes.
What Xu Qingnian had done today was enough to overturn the future fate of the Immortal Dao.
In other words, Xu Qingnian was the Everlasting One, an honorific, just like the Buddha’s Righteous Enlightenment, which represented the great perfection of the future.
What was Wang Chaoyang?
A twenty-year-old sub-sage? A twenty-year-old Second Grade Martial Daoist?
So what?
Xu Qingnian will be a first-ranked Immortal Daoist in the future, and most likely, break through to the super-ranked.
This will open up the pattern of the Immortal Dao for millions of years.
In the eyes of the Immortal Sect, such a person is even more precious than a treasure, and not a hair should be missing.
This Wang Chaoyang, what is he?
“This is the virtue after a saint?”
“What a joke.”
The next moment, the figure of Daoist Wudu appeared, his expression was cold, but with his appearance.
Heavenly might pervaded.
He was a true Immortal Dao First Grade, appearing in an absolutely powerful stance and gazing at Wang Chaoyang.
At the same time, there was some remorse in Daoist Wudu’s heart, what he had not expected was to be pre-empted by the Zhantian Sword Sect.
He had planned to make a move at the most crucial moment to win Xu Qingnian’s favour.
What he did not expect was that the Zhantian Sword Sect was shameless.
Boom boom boom.
In an instant, in the Ruyi Weapon Sect, an ancient pagoda rose up from the ground and then kept increasing in size, covering the sky and dropping billions of immortal qi as terrifying sounds rang out.
In the middle of the pagoda, dragons roared and tigers chanted, and the Buddha chanted sutras, suppressing the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature.
“Those who deceive my Everlasting Life will be killed without mercy.”
This was the voice of the Ruyi Weapon Sect.
Roar.
A fire augur rose out of the air and evolved into an oven, which also stood above the Heaven and Earth Literature Palace.
This was the treasure of the Heavenly Valley Dan Sect.
“The sun and moon are the formation, the stars are the sons, form a formation.”
In the next moment, a voice also resounded from the Returning Yuan Formation Sect.
Above the vault of the sky, hundreds of stars blossomed into light, and the sun and moon reflected two beams of light that fell on a chessboard.
A great killing formation was activated in the capital of Great Wei, and if Wang Chaoyang dared to make any move, he would be killed directly.
And that was not all.
Just then.
A single talisman appeared.
They were affixed to the major magic weapons.
In an instant, these magic weapons erupted with even greater power, several times more powerful than before.
The Ruyi Pagoda was like an ancient divine abyss, giving a terrifying suppression.
The Heavenly Valley Augur Furnace evolved into a volcano, bursting out with rolling lava and steaming hot.
The Returning Yuan Chess Formation even fell with beams of starbursts, falling on the crowd and adding immortal power.
This was the attitude of the Seven Great Daoist Clans.
No, apart from the Seven Star Dao Sect, the six great immortal clans had almost successively stepped in to protect Xu Qingnian.
It could be seen that Xu Qingnian possessed an unparalleled status in their hearts.
In the middle of the imperial palace.
The look of worry in the Empress’ eyes had completely disappeared.
With the support of the six great immortal clans, Wang Chaoyang could not afford to make any waves.
Above the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature.
Wang Chaoyang ignored these magic weapons, his gaze only fell on the Dustless Daoist.
The opponent was a First Grade, an existence that could truly threaten him.
The rest of them he was not afraid of.
However, even if he was a First Grade, Wang Chaoyang was only displeased, not afraid.
“Do you and the others want to go on a killing spree today?”
Wang Chaoyang spoke indifferently.
His gaze was cold and fearless in the slightest.
Clang.
Just as soon as he finished speaking, Elder Jian Yuan of the Zhantian Sword Sect, without saying a word of nonsense, held his immortal sword in his hand and slashed down directly.
The sword energy was a hundred feet long, viciously slashing above Wang Chaoyang’s head.
Only five holy shadows struck out, catching the sword qi on the spot, and then directly shattering it.
The attack was ineffective.
But it manifested the boldness and decisiveness of the Zhantian Sword Sect.
“What a lot of nonsense.”
“Little friend Shouren, I’ll just ask you one thing, will you kill this turtle grandson?”
“If you say kill, I will chop off this man’s head for you.”
Elder Jian Yuan spoke.
He was overbearing.
He directly asked Xu Qingnian if he would kill this Wang Chaoyang and directly insulted him as a turtle grandson.
He really did not put the sub-saint in his eyes at all.
However, it was not that Elder Jian Yuan was being carefree.
Rather, he wanted to win Xu Qingnian’s goodwill.
He also did not want to offend the Great Sage, regardless of whether the other party was the Great Sage’s great-grandson or not, just that for the time being, this Wang Chaoyang definitely had some connection with the Great Sage.
Normally speaking, one would never offend.
But in order to win Xu Qingnian’s favor, not to mention offending the Great Sage, as long as it wasn’t the resurrection of the Great Sage, it was useless for anyone to come.
After all, if he gained Xu Qingnian’s goodwill, he could also share part of the Daodejing ah.
Elder Jian Yuan’s voice rang out.
The remaining core members of the five great Immortal Sects were somewhat displeased.
It was obvious that this Jian Yuan just wanted to steal the credit.
In a moment, the elder of the Ruyi Weapon Sect followed suit and spoke up.
“Little friend Shouren, just say the word and I will help you out by using the pagoda to subdue these dogs.”
As soon as this was said, the Elder of the Returning Origin Formation Sect also spoke up.
“What is this pagoda of yours? People have the Heaven and Earth Literature Palace in place, can you suppress and hurt the Literature Palace?”
“Shouren, I don’t play with falsehoods, killing is definitely not possible, but the Great Wei Kyoto has been laid down by me with a heavenly net, as long as you are willing, it is still no problem for me to block them for twenty to thirty years.”
“How about you let your master come and we close the door on the dogs when we turn around?”
The elder of the Returned Origin Formation Sect spoke out, and was full of big words.
The other side had the Heaven and Earth Wen Palace, and it was almost impossible to break through.
But trapping the other side was still no problem.
Wouldn’t it be fun to call up a few First Grade back and have everyone close the door and fight the dog?
Indeed, as this group of people said one thing to each other.
Wang Chaoyang’s face became more and more ugly.
In particular, the words of the Gui Yuan Formation Sect elders made him both angry and a little scornful.
More than that, though, it was still anger.
“That’s enough.”
Wang Chaoyang shouted.
The sound rang out.
At that moment, Elder Jian Yuan slashed down with another sword.
It was ineffective, but it had plenty of momentum.
“You and the others really don’t know how high the sky is.”
“Today, let me show you what is the Heaven and Earth Literature Palace.”
“What is a great sage.”
Wang Chaoyang was truly enraged.
He roared out.
And just at that moment.
Daoist Dustless’s voice rang out.
“Protect Shouren.”
“Leave this matter to the old man.”
His voice rang out.
The tone of his voice was bland.
The next moment.
The Heavenly Might of the First Grade of Immortal Dao completely filled the air.
