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Chapter 687 Is this the true strength of a direct descendant of a sage?
however.
Just as they were about to set off for the Celestial Court.
A clear and steady voice, tinged with undisguised sarcasm, suddenly resounded throughout the entire world.
"Such arrogance."
"Since when did a mere mudskipper's nest in the North Sea dare to act so arrogantly in the East China Sea?"
The sound wasn't loud.
But it reached everyone's ears clearly.
The Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace suddenly turned around!
His sinister face instantly filled with a furious killing intent!
"Who?!"
"Who's courting death?!"
Everyone's eyes followed the sound.
Behind the crowd, a middle-aged Taoist priest, dressed in a Bagua robe, holding a whisk, with a slender face and otherworldly air, slowly walked out of the void step by step.
He emanated a pure and radiant jade-like light.
It was in the Golden Cloud Cave of Yuquan Mountain that one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, the Jade Cauldron Immortal, was found.
"Senior Brother Yu Ding?"
The Three Immortal Maidens were also taken aback.
They clearly hadn't expected to encounter members of the Chan Sect here.
"It's the Jade Cauldron Immortal of the Chan Sect!"
"A disciple of the saint! He actually came too!"
Those rogue cultivators who were already preparing to flee in a sorry state stopped in their tracks the moment they saw Master Yu Ding!
The flame of hope was rekindled in their eyes!
The Church of Saints!
This is a true direct disciple of the Saintly Sect!
In terms of status and position, they are in no way inferior to the Northern Underworld Palace!
Even worse!
After all, the Three Pure Ones are the true lineage of Taoism!
Now, there’s something good to watch!
Above the sky, the pupils of the Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace slightly contracted the moment he saw Jade Cauldron True Man.
A look of seriousness appeared on his gloomy face.
"So, it's Fellow Daoist Yu Ding from the Chan Sect."
He spoke slowly, his voice still icy.
"What, fellow Daoist, you also want to get involved in this mess?"
With a calm expression, Master Yu Ding arrived in the void opposite to him in one step.
He glanced at the quasi-saint from the Northern Underworld Palace with a calm and composed tone.
"This humble Taoist priest is merely passing through this place."
"Just then, I heard a mad dog barking wildly in the area, disturbing the peace, so I came out to take a look."
"you!"
The Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace was instantly enraged!
The quasi-saintly aura emanating from him suddenly erupted and pressed down fiercely on Jade Cauldron True Man!
"Yu Ding! You are but a mere Great Luo Golden Immortal, yet you dare to be so insolent before me?!"
"Are you looking to die?!"
The terrifying pressure was like billions of divine mountains pressing down!
The entire space was violently twisting and wailing!
However, this was a terrifying pressure that would make even the most powerful immortals pale.
Master Yu Ding remained unfazed.
He simply flicked the whisk in his hand.
Thousands of dazzling Jade Purity Immortal Lights emanated from the whisk, forming an indestructible barrier that completely blocked the terrifying pressure from the outside!
"This humble Taoist's cultivation is indeed lacking."
Yu Ding Zhenren looked at the enraged Quasi-Saint of Beiming Palace, his tone remaining calm.
"But the reputation of my Chan Sect is not something that any Tom, Dick, or Harry can trample on at will."
"This place is the former residence of the Eastern King Duke, a primordial opportunity for the world, and all who see it will have a share."
"Your Beiming Palace's attempt to monopolize everything is a gross underestimation of the Xuanmen sect!"
His words were reasonable, well-founded, and resounding.
Below, tens of thousands of independent cultivators were filled with excitement and cheered loudly!
"Well said!"
"Truly a disciple of a sage, so responsible!"
"Jade Cauldron Immortal, mighty and awe-inspiring!"
Listen to the deafening cheers below.
The face of the Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace grew increasingly gloomy and unsightly.
He stared intently at Master Yuding, his eyes filled with murderous intent!
"Good, very good!"
He was so angry that he laughed instead.
"Since your Chan Sect is going to stand up for these lowly ants you speak of."
"Then I'll kill you too today!"
"So what if it's a sect of saints?!"
"Behind my Northern Underworld Palace stands a sage as well!"
"Die!"
The words had barely left his mouth!
That Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace, without further ado!
He suddenly struck out with his palm!
A colossal hand, formed from endless Northern Darkness's malevolent energy, instantly tore through the void with terrifying force capable of shattering mountains and rivers, and fiercely grabbed towards Jade Cauldron True Person!
He didn't hold back at all with this palm strike!
Clearly, he had genuine intent to kill!
He wanted to kill a direct descendant of a sage in front of everyone!
In this way, we can establish our authority!
Let them tell the entire prehistoric world that the Northern Underworld Palace is not to be trifled with now!
"Be careful, senior brother!"
In the crowd, Bixiao couldn't help but exclaim in surprise!
Although she usually enjoys arguing with the people of the Chan Sect.
But now the three religions have united and are closely connected.
Seeing that Master Yuding was in danger, she couldn't help but want to lend a helping hand!
Yang Jian's heart was in his throat!
He stared intently at the sky, and the axe in his hand shone with a dazzling light!
Faced with this quasi-saint's thunderous attack.
A look of seriousness finally appeared on Master Yu Ding's face.
After all, he was just a Great Immortal.
Between them and the Quasi-Saints lies an insurmountable chasm.
There's absolutely no chance of winning if we fight head-on!
But he cannot back down!
He represents the face of the Chan Sect!
It is the dignity of the Primordial Celestial Venerable!
"cut!"
Master Yu Ding let out a low shout!
An ancient and simple immortal sword appeared in his hand!
Indeed, it is his Dao-proving treasure, the Immortal-Slaying Sword!
A sharp and incomparable sword aura shot into the sky and slashed fiercely towards the giant hand that blotted out the sky!
however!
The gap between a Great Luo and a Quasi-Saint is simply too great!
Boom!
A loud bang!
The sharp sword energy, powerful enough to kill a Grand Luo Immortal of the same level, shattered into pieces the moment it touched the giant hand that blotted out the sky!
The giant hand paused only slightly before continuing its unstoppable crushing force towards Jade Cauldron Immortal!
Finished!
These two words came to everyone's mind.
It seems that Master Yuding is about to perish here today.
A ferocious and cruel smile appeared on the face of the Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace.
however.
Just as that giant hand was about to strike Jade Cauldron Immortal at the critical moment.
A clear, cold, and domineering female voice suddenly exploded like a thunderclap from the heavens.
"How dare you bully the disciples of the Three Pure Ones?"
Did you ask me?
scoff!
A sharp sword light, incredibly fast, appeared from nowhere.
The sword light was not dazzling; in fact, it was somewhat dim.
However, it contains a terrifying killing intent that is enough to sever all life in heaven and earth and destroy all vitality.
puff!
A soft sound.
That invincible, sky-covering giant hand was actually split in two by that sword light.
Then it exploded with a deafening roar, turning into a sky full of malevolent energy.
A woman dressed in a black palace gown, with a graceful figure and stunningly beautiful face, yet exuding a heroic and decisive aura, appeared silently in front of Master Yu Ding.
The moment the woman in black was clearly seen, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence once again.
All eyes were fixed on her, stunned.
Especially those veteran Grand Luo Immortals from ancient times, upon seeing the woman's face and sensing the pure yet sharp Shangqing sword intent emanating from her.
Their bodies began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.
Their faces showed an even greater expression of horror and awe than when they had seen a quasi-saint before.
Because they recognized the woman's identity.
The Intercepting Sect.
One of the most prominent disciples of the Sage Tongtian.
Our Lady of Wudang.
This is a truly important person.
"Wudang...Junior Sister?"
Master Yu Ding was stunned as he stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar back of the person who had shielded him from the fatal blow.
His voice carried a hint of uncertainty.
The Holy Mother of Wudang slowly turned around and nodded slightly to the Jade Cauldron Immortal.
A rare, gentle smile appeared on her usually cool and beautiful face.
"Brother Yuding, it's been many years. I hope you're well."
"Junior sister, you..."
Yu Ding Zhenren's face revealed genuine joy and excitement.
"You came just in time."
Although the two religions had often had minor disagreements
But that's all in the past.
Under the leadership of Senior Brother Niu Ben, the three sects have long since merged into one.
They are now a family, bound by blood and kinship.
"The Holy Mother of Wudang".
The quasi-saint of the Northern Underworld Palace stared intently at the Holy Mother of Wudang, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.
He squeezed out the name through gritted teeth.
His eyes were filled with apprehension.
The Holy Mother of Wudang was not well-known in the primordial world.
But all the powerful beings at the Quasi-Saint level knew just how terrifying this woman was.
She was one of the most outstanding disciples of the Sage of Heaven.
His cultivation had already reached the Quasi-Saint realm.
His Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique is unparalleled in its killing power.
In terms of true combat power, this quasi-saint who has endured years of hardship is probably not necessarily her match.
"Are you going to meddle in other people's business too?"
The quasi-saint of the Northern Underworld Palace, though outwardly fierce, inwardly bewildered, demanded an explanation.
The Holy Mother of Wudang didn't even bother to glance at him.
She simply reached out and gently patted Master Yu Ding's shoulder.
"Senior brother, you should step back and get some rest."
"Leave the rest to me."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority and confidence.
She slowly raised her head after she finished speaking.
Those eyes, clear and cold like autumn water yet sharp as a sword blade, fell upon the Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace.
"have a finger in the pie?"
She scoffed, her tone filled with undisguised contempt and mockery.
"We, the disciples of the Three Pure Ones, are of one mind and as close as family."
"You, a Quasi-Saint, dare to bully my senior brother's Great Luo cultivation and then accuse me of meddling?"
"Who do you think you are?"
"you."
The Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace was so enraged by her merciless humiliation that he trembled all over and his face turned a deep purplish-red.
"Holy Mother Wudang, don't be so arrogant."
He pointed at the Virgin Mary and roared madly.
"Times have changed."
"Your Jie Sect is no longer the place where ten thousand immortals once came to pay homage."
"My Beiming Palace is now backed by the Western Religion, and my ancestor was the Buddha of the past in the Western Religion."
"If you dare to touch me, you will be making an enemy of two saints. Can you bear the consequences?"
He invoked his greatest backer, attempting to suppress the Holy Mother of Wudang in the name of a saint.
however.
He miscalculated.
Upon hearing the words "Western Religion," the Holy Mother of Wudang showed no fear whatsoever.
Instead, the mockery became even more pronounced.
"Kunpeng?"
She curled her lip, her tone filled with utter disdain.
"He's nothing more than a stray dog that ran away with its tail between its legs back in Dijun's hands."
"Now that you've gone to the West to be a watchdog for those two shameless bastards, you think you're all that again?"
"How ridiculous."
"As for Western religions?"
A chilling glint flashed in the eyes of the Holy Mother of Wudang.
"Not long ago, even the Heavenly Dao couldn't do anything to my senior brother of the Three Religions."
"You think you can scare me with just the name of a Western religion?"
boom.
Her words struck the heart of the Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace like a heavy hammer.
It also struck a chord in the hearts of everyone present.
Yes.
How could they forget?
The Xuanmen sect and the Three Pure Ones of today are not what they used to be.
They have bulls.
That peerless hero who dared to defy even the Heavenly Dao.
There is such a powerful figure backing them up.
Why would they be afraid of a mere Western religion?
The face of the Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace turned deathly pale instantly.
He was afraid.
He was genuinely scared.
He also witnessed the scene of Niu Ben defying the Heavenly Dao through a secret technique.
That's a power that no living being could possibly possess.
That is absolute invincibility, enough to crush everything.
The thought that he had offended such a terrifying junior sister was unbearable.
His legs began to tremble involuntarily.
"I……"
He opened his mouth as if to say something to soften his stance.
however.
However, the Holy Mother of Wudang was no longer prepared to give him this chance.
"Clang."
A crisp sword rang out.
A menacing ancient sword appeared in her hand.
Her gaze instantly turned cold and sharp.
"Today I will clean up the mess on behalf of Master Tongtian and teach you a lesson on behalf of my senior brother, you arrogant dog."
"Let me show you that this territory of my Xuanmen is not a place where just anyone can run wild."
Before he could finish speaking...
She transformed into a black sword light and shot towards the Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace.
fast.
It's almost at its limit.
The figure of the Holy Mother of Wudang seemed to completely merge into the sword light, ignoring the distance in space, and instantly appeared in front of the Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace.
The quasi-saint of the Northern Underworld Palace had no time to react.
In his terrified pupils, only a chilling sword light, growing ever closer and brighter, was reflected.
"No."
He only had time to let out a desperate roar.
puff.
Blood splattered.
An arm holding a magical artifact was severed at the shoulder by the sharp sword light and shot into the sky.
"ah."
A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the sky.
The Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace, clutching his blood-spurting severed arm, retreated frantically.
His face was no longer filled with the arrogance and domineering attitude he had shown before; only endless fear and pain remained.
One sword.
It was just one sword strike.
This renowned quasi-saint powerhouse had his arm severed.
How can this Wudang Holy Mother be so strong?
"Well done, junior sister."
Master Yu Ding was so excited that he couldn't help but shout his approval.
This is the demeanor that disciples of the Xuanmen sect should have.
I don't care what kind of quasi-saint or Western religion you are.
If you dare to mess with us, we'll fight you.
"kill."
Master Yu Ding was also full of heroic spirit.
Without the slightest hesitation, he wielded the Immortal-Slaying Sword and transformed into a beam of sword light, charging forward.
He wouldn't miss the chance to kick a man when he's down.
"Senior brother, you take the lead in the attack, I'll block his retreat."
With a shout, the Holy Mother of Wudang swung her ancient sword once more.
In an instant, countless sword energies intertwined to form an impenetrable sword net, completely sealing off all escape routes for the Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace.
"You've gone too far."
The quasi-saint of the Northern Underworld Palace was both shocked and furious, frantically urging his magic power to resist the combined attack of the two.
However, he was no match for the Holy Mother of Wudang.
Now he has lost an arm and is seriously injured.
In addition, there was Master Yu Ding, whose strength was not as great as his, but whose swordsmanship was exquisite and not to be underestimated.
As one side gains and the other loses, the other gains.
He was almost completely overwhelmed.
They were completely powerless to fight back.
Sword energy crisscrossed the sky, and celestial light shone everywhere.
A terrifying energy storm swept across the entire sky.
Is this... is this the true strength of a direct descendant of a sage?