So martial artists with lower cultivation were even oppressed to the point of bleeding from their seven orifices.
The three true n of the True Profound Sect changed their expressions and imdiately acted to protect the guests; otherwise, if there were large-scale casualties, the True Profound Sect would have no place to stand.
The other Celestial Human Realm experts also acted one after another.
Taoist Longshan’s expression hardened, and while protecting the disciples of True Martial, he also sheltered so nearby guests who didn’t have Celestial Human Realm experts, instantly drawing grateful looks.
But everyone felt anxious inside.
The current situation wasn’t looking too good.
Buddha Baoshu and the Barbarian Emperor were bullying with numbers; it’s likely Taoist Baishan wouldn’t be able to handle them.
Taoist Baishan’s eyes flared with anger:
"Good! Good! I should have slapped that shaless bald monk to death years ago!"
He was under imnse pressure; although Buddha Baoshu was slightly inferior to him, he was ultimately in the sa tier of strength, not to ntion the Barbarian Emperor, who seed slightly stronger. Even with skills as vast as the heavens, it’s impossible to take on two foes alone.
The Immortal Crane was besieged by the Heavenly Wolf and Bao Shu, teetering on the brink, with its white feathers being shredded and its appearance turning increasingly desolate. The True Profound Seal charged out again, attempting to resist the pressure brought by the Glazed Treasure Tree, but this ti, it was swept away by Bao Shu’s Seven-Colored Buddha Light.
The scene changed rapidly.
Yet the hearts of those from the True Profound Sect slowly sank.
The situation was dire.
At this rate, perhaps their ancestor would be defeated.
Taoist Baishan’s gaze sparkled with cold electricity, staring fiercely at Buddha Baoshu, while the latter’s lips curled into a hidden smirk, completely ignoring him. Seeing Taoist Baishan gradually becoming disheveled, he was greatly pleased.
The Barbarian Emperor continued to persuade:
"True Monarch, what do you think?"
This ti, Taoist Baishan exploded:
"Get lost!"
His Taoist crown shattered, his white hair flailing wildly, he began to elevate step by step, intending to enter the fray himself, his voice icy:
"Out of respect, I call you Barbarian Emperor; otherwise, you’re just a pig, dog, cow, or sheep. What do you have to do with ? If you want to force my hand, prepare to die!"
His temperant was fierce and didn’t like being threatened. Now being pushed, he’d rather break jade than whole tiles.
Taoist Baishan’s montum surged, and a strange aura resurrected within him.
The Barbarian Emperor was initially gloomy from Taoist Baishan’s cursing but, upon seeing his montum change, his expression shifted dramatically. He couldn’t help but shout:
"True Profound, the timing isn’t right now. Are you looking for death?!"
Taoist Baishan shouted:
"Then let’s die together!"
He looked frantic, and Buddha Baoshu said coldly:
"I don’t believe he would destroy ten thousand years of cultivation in one fell swoop!"
But seeing Taoist Baishan still showing no sign of stopping, he finally beca sowhat panicked and also sowhat regretful. He never expected Taoist Baishan’s nature to be so fierce and so mad. The Barbarian Emperor couldn’t help but glare at Bao Shu, feeling like he’d been had.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, as if sothing terrible was about to happen.
Then.
A long dragon’s cry echoed, drawing everyone’s attention. All were stunned, only to see a white True Dragon flying from the depths of True Profound Mountain, enveloping clouds and mist, exuding divine majesty, and then directly inserting itself into the battlefield.
This unforeseen change left everyone bewildered.
"Boom!"
The loud noise brought everyone’s souls back.
The True Dragon roared, knocking the Glazed Buddha Tree askew. The two beca entangled, opening a new battlefield, relieving the Immortal Crane, who went back to circling with the Heavenly Wolf.
"Is this... another Ancient Saint appearing?" This was everyone’s instinctive reaction.
All guests rejoiced, especially those from the True Profound Sect.
Though this Ancient Saint hadn’t revealed their true form, given the current situation, it was clear they ca to aid the True Profound Taoist Monarch.
Taoist Longshan observed with slight confusion.
He scanned the surroundings again but still couldn’t find Ning Qi’s figure. Yet instinct told him that this suddenly appearing white True Dragon likely had a significant connection with Ning Qi. His eyes showed both shock and relief.
This white True Dragon was naturally Ning Qi’s handiwork.
After the Barbarian Emperor arrived, he felt uneasy, so he hid quietly, ready to support anyti. He didn’t want unnecessary trouble, but Taoist Baishan had been good to him, and he also wanted to learn more about the Martial Saint Realm from him, so he wouldn’t stand by and do nothing.
He only acted now because he had been understanding the power usage patterns of the Heavenly Wolf and Immortal Crane.
After witnessing the techniques of the two Ancient Saints, he realized how crude his use of Martial Saint power was, and now learning through real battle, he greatly strengthened the White Dragon ford by the Martial Saint power condensed in the Yu King Pearl.
Now that he attacked, though not on par with the Heavenly Wolf and Immortal Crane, it wasn’t difficult to block the Glazed Treasure Tree.
In the sky above.
Two battlefields had already ford.
The Heavenly Wolf and Immortal Crane were fighting fiercely, while the True Dragon intercepted the Buddha Tree.
Buddha Baoshu and the Barbarian Emperor both showed a change of expression, especially Buddha Baoshu, who sensed the strong pressure emitted by the white True Dragon and knew it was likely a strong individual comparable to him, feeling suffocated and slightly shocked.
The Barbarian Emperor’s gaze sparkled as he surveyed his surroundings:
"Which old friend has arrived? Please show yourself!"
But there was no movent around, and where his gaze reached, there was no sign of anyone.
Buddha Baoshu snorted coldly:
"Do our kind need to hide in shadows?"
Being able to possess such strength now couldn’t possibly be soone from this era; more likely, it was soone like them.
Still, there was no response.
Instead, the white True Dragon grew fiercer, alarming Buddha Baoshu, who felt the white True Dragon seed to grow continuously during the battle, bringing greater pressure every mont. Now, the True Dragon’s body expanded, as if to coil around the Buddha Tree and crush it forcefully!
Taoist Baishan said nothing.
His shock was no less than anyone else.
Simply because he distinctly sensed a hint of familiar aura emanating from the white True Dragon.
"Ning?!"
Even after experiencing many lifetis, he felt that his worldview was challenged.
An eleven-year-old boy had such astounding strength?
It’s important to know that he wasn’t a reincarnated old monster but truly a young boy.
He had already estimated Ning Qi as highly as possible, but when faced with this scene, he couldn’t help but be shocked.
"With Taoist Ancestor above, what kind of monstrous freak is this?!"
Eighth White Mist Realm at eight, matching a Martial Saint at eleven; these are two completely different concepts, with a gap that cannot be calculated.
After observing for a while, he was quite certain that the one who acted was Ning Qi.
He even suspected that the hint of aura was released intentionally by Ning Qi, so he could confirm his identity and avoid accidental injury. Seeing the bewildered looks of Buddha Baoshu and the Barbarian Emperor, he couldn’t help but feel smug.
Taoist Baishan’s aura gradually cald.
With a change in the situation, he no longer needed to fight desperately.
The Immortal Crane revived its fighting spirit, brawling with the Heavenly Wolf once more. This ti, Taoist Baishan attacked with anger, becoming even more fierce. Crane wings like swords slashed at the Heavenly Wolf, tearing a long crack in the void, with the ferocity of his anger boosting his might.
The Barbarian Emperor didn’t dare to be distracted; he was confident that if he unleashed his full power, defeating the True Profound Old Taoist wouldn’t be difficult. However, the identity of the one who intervened was still uncertain, inevitably making him wary.
"Buddha Venerate, you hold off this one, and I’ll deal with True Profound!" he whispered.
Yet Bao Shu’s face reddened:
"I’ll do my best."
The Glazed Treasure Tree was entangled by the True Dragon, and no matter how hard Bao Shu struggled, he couldn’t break free, with a significant portion of the Seven-Colored Buddha Light being devoured by the white True Dragon. The way this hidden person used Martial Saint power astounded him; at first, it was unremarkable, but now it grew stronger and stronger.
He was absolutely unwilling to believe soone could grow so much in such a short ti; there was only one explanation.
It was that the person was toying with him.
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