mtl008 Chapter 2387
Chapter 2387
Swish —
Ripples spread through the void, and a man dressed in black military armor with long hair and a woman with peach blossom eyes and an exquisitely beautiful face suddenly appeared, blocking Gu Ningbing and her companions.
It was the Immortal Inkstone, a second-step Dao Lord from the Immortal Ancient Holy Land, and the Unending First-Step Dao Lord from the Supreme Holy Land.
The two men had grim faces, their sinister eyes sweeping over the twenty-odd Immortal Kings and Divine Kings who rushed down the stairs. Their Daoist aura surged, carrying undisguised anger.
Compared to Wei Xiu, who stood with his hands behind his back, coldly exerting pressure, Sendai showed no mercy. With a wave of his hand in the void, he merged with the Great Dao to form a giant palm that covered the sky. Carrying the power to shatter mountains and split rocks, he directly slapped towards the four imprisoned Immortal Kings and God Kings!
"Sendai Daojun! Your sect's disciples have blasphemed the sacred ground of Louwailou. What's wrong with us taking action to teach these juniors a lesson?"
"Under the Daoist Master Weixiu! Your two indulgence of your disciple's insolence will inevitably lead to disaster sooner or later!"
Despite being trapped in a desperate situation, the imprisoned immortal kings and gods refused to yield an inch, shouting sternly and refusing to show weakness.
"Hmph, you dare to call yourselves Immortal Kings or God Kings?" Sendai's eyes were as cold as knives, his tone full of disdain. "You are not qualified to teach the people of my Immortal Ancient Holy Land a lesson!"
Whew —
The colossal palm that blotted out the sky rapidly approached, its wind carrying a chilling power. The pupils of the four Immortal Kings and Divine Kings shrank, and panic finally rose in their hearts.
If that slap had landed, even if they were Celestial Kings, they would have been severely injured, probably only having half a life left.
"This time I'll teach you a lesson. If there's a next time..." Sendai's lips curled into a cold smile, and the giant hand was already inches away.
Just then, a cold snort devoid of warmth suddenly came from the top of the sky, followed by a solid, gray-white stream of air that pierced down from the heavens, instantly enveloping the platform where the palm was raised and the onlooker Weixiu.
The air current contained the eternal Dao Lord, who was intertwined with life and death, and his immense pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down, instantly crushed the Dao power barrier around the two of them.
"Wh...what?" Sendai's face turned pale. In his haste, he tried to summon his personal divine weapon to defend himself, but found that his Dao power was tightly bound, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.
"It is... which Dao Lord senior?" Wei Xiu only had time to utter a horrified cry before he and the platform were slammed to the ground by the oppressive force. With a "thud," he knelt on one knee, his knee striking the void and causing ripples to spread through the surrounding space.
This scene left the previously imprisoned Immortal Kings and Divine Kings completely dumbfounded, and all the cultivators inside and outside the building rushed to the windows, gasping in astonishment.
"It was Daoist Lord Liuyue who made the move!"
"They are both at the Dao Lord level, yet the difference in their abilities is so vast? Dao Lord Liu Yue, with just his aura, forced both Dao Lords to their knees, utterly powerless to resist!"
Cultivators rely most on the life force and the essence of the Great Dao to identify those of equal strength.
The Dao Lord positions held by Sendai and Weixiu were already questionable, merely at the first or second step of Dao Lord status; while Liuyue was a fourth-step Dao Lord on the verge of merging with the Dao, possessing unparalleled profound foundation, and could annihilate the two of them with a mere wave of her hand.
If he didn't want the two of them to detect his aura, no one could see through it unless the Eternal Immortal Emperor himself came.
At this moment, Sendai and Weixiu had already discerned who had made the move. Their hearts were filled with utter horror, yet they had no choice but to feign respect, straining to look up at the ninth floor of Louwailou. Their faces alternated between pale and flushed, their tone a mixture of obsequiousness and fear:
"We were unaware that Senior Liu was here. We are juniors and have offended you out of ignorance. Please forgive us!"
"These disciples were brought to the war by us as soon as they came out of seclusion. Their minds are not settled and they act rashly. Senior Liuyue, please forgive us this time for the sake of our ancestors who made great contributions to the civilization of cultivators."
Wei Xiu's words contained two hidden meanings: First, they implied that the Immortal Ancient Land and the Supreme Holy Land were the main forces in the battle for destiny, and that if you severely punished the two in June, it would shake the morale of the main forces; second, they brought up the achievements of their ancestors to remind June not to disregard past relationships and kill them recklessly.
With a clear mind, June had already seen through his intentions. She only let out a cold laugh, and although she did not appear, her voice, which was filled with the Daoist aura of life and death, spread throughout the entire area.
He remained seated in the chair, and when he spoke, he simply raised his hand and uttered a single word: "Get lost."
Boom!
Two muffled thuds rang out in succession. Sendai and Weixiu's eyes bulged out, and they spat out golden divine blood. Their bodies were blown away by an invisible force like kites with broken strings, turning into two streaks of light and falling back to the warship docked in the distant void.
"Wait until your Immortal Ancient Land and Supreme Holy Land produce another exceptionally talented Dao Lord who achieves the Dao Integration Realm and becomes a Second-Rank Immortal Emperor, then let him come and question me with these words." June's voice was calm and even, yet carried an undeniable authority.
"Considering that you two and your disciple are first-time offenders, we will let bygones be bygones, but if there is a next time..."
Although the second half of the sentence was not explicitly stated, the chilling threat sent a chill down Sendai's spine and made him tremble all over.
On the surface, the two men appeared fearful and trembling, repeatedly kowtowing to express their gratitude for being spared, but in their hearts, they were filled with overwhelming humiliation and resentment.
"If you are not satisfied, you may summon all the Dao Lords from your two sects. I am close to achieving Dao Integration in June, so it has been a long time since I have engaged in combat." June's additional words struck the two like a thunderbolt.
These words clearly imply that if you wish to take revenge, I alone can annihilate all the Dao Lord-level combat forces of your two holy lands.
"We wouldn't dare! We would never dare to show the slightest disrespect!" Sendai trembled all over, even his voice was shaking.
"Thank you for your mercy, Senior June. We will remember it forever!" Wei Xiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, bowed deeply, and his posture was extremely humble.
As soon as they finished speaking, the two turned and glared at Gu Ningbing and the other three who were standing there dumbfounded in the distance, and shouted angrily: "Get back here now!"
Gu Ningbing, Tu Qianjiao, and the other three were already terrified.
They thought that with the backing of two Dao Lords, they could do whatever they wanted in Wujiang City.
Unexpectedly, he witnessed his backer being slapped from a distance, severely injured and sent flying, and had to respectfully kowtow to thank him for sparing his life.
That mysterious powerful figure even boasted that he could crush all the Dao Lords of the two sects—this domineering confidence left the four of them with only deep-seated fear and shame.
"How... how is this possible? As fellow Dao Lords, shouldn't we be about the same level?" Gu Ningbing's face flushed red, and she kept her head down, not daring to look at the strange gazes of the surrounding cultivators. She felt utterly humiliated.
"That senior never showed himself, yet he crushed Sendai and Master Weixiu like chicks... In his eyes, the two masters were probably no match for him, right?" Tu Qianjiao turned to look at the ninth floor of Louwailou, her eyes filled with awe and bewilderment.
Zhe Linhai and Shen Qianqiu remained silent, deeply imprinting this humiliation into their souls, their eyes burning with resentment: "Sooner or later, we will surely attain eternal unity with the Dao, and we will repay today's humiliation a hundredfold!"
Just as the four of them turned around in a sorry state, intending to return to the warship, a playful gaze shot out from the window of the outer building on the eighth floor.
A handsome young man with flowing white hair leaned against the window, a faint smile playing on his lips, as he surveyed them with interest—it was Chen Xuan.