The big shots in Righteous City decided to have their underlings take action. Anyone who dares cause trouble in our Righteous City must not know how formidable the Righteous Alliance is. They can’t be anyone significant.
Those people were outer disciples of the Righteous Alliance, all desperately seeking an opportunity to stand out. Unexpectedly, a prize had fallen from the sky and landed right on their heads. They looked at each other, bubbling with excitent, and imdiately charged out of the city.
"Where are you from? Are you courting death?" Most of them were only at the Foundation Establishnt Realm, and they sneered at Wu Tian and his group standing before the city gate.
"Idiots," Wu Tian said coldly.
Yin Fengxue nodded. For re Foundation Establishnt cultivators, why would he even need to act?
With a flick of his finger, he unleashed his Daoist Magic. Instantly, before the n on the walls of Righteous City could even react, their minds turned hazy, and they lost consciousness.
Yin Fengxue flicked his finger again.
BANG!
The n who had just been eager to earn rit exploded, turning into a Blood Mist.
"Enter the city!"
Wu Tian’s gaze was icy as he gave the command. His followers imdiately charged toward the gates of Righteous City, focusing the power of their Spirit Roots to bombard them.
The gate was over a dozen ters high and forged from Xuan Iron. On one side was inscribed, "For the common people of the world." On the other, "Even if my body perishes and my path is destroyed."
RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
But what need was there for this gate to exist any longer? In the eyes of Wu Tian and his followers, the Righteous Alliance was no longer worthy of this "Archway of Chastity"!
The gate began to crack and was about to be smashed completely open in the next mont.
"Stop!"
The formal Disciples of the Righteous Alliance, along with so Hall Masters, rushed over. The Hall Masters’ eyes, in particular, burned with fury. The great gates of Righteous City, ever since the era of Lord Fusu, had never suffered any damage—not even during the life-or-death wars with the Evil Alliance. If the Gates of Righteousness were to be broken now, how disgraceful would it be when word got out?
"Keep smashing!" Wu Tian said calmly, unconcerned. "You are no longer worthy of these words. That being the case, what use is there in keeping them?"
Before their eyes, the great Gate of Righteousness was about to shatter in the next second under the combined assault of Wu Tian’s Immortal Seekers.
"Fire Dragon Technique!"
"Thunder Beast Technique!"
"Flying Sword Technique!"
"..."
Seeing Wu Tian’s defiance, they roared in anger. Many of them recognized him as the man who had killed Zhao Tianxia. At this mont, their Daoist Magic surged toward Wu Tian. To catch the bandits, you first catch the king. A sky full of spells seed to envelop The Firmant, hurtling toward him with terrifying power.
Faced with the onslaught, Wu Tian’s expression remained unchanged, utterly indifferent. He then raised his fist, his ultra-level Fire Spirit Root flaring to life within him, and threw a punch. "Fire Fist!"
One punch blasted through the Gate of Righteousness, which had already been battered and broken by his Immortal Seekers.
One punch resisted the entire onslaught from the Righteous Alliance’s Immortal Seekers.
"This..."
Seeing this, the Hall Masters’ eyes filled with utter disbelief. Wu Tian had shattered all their Daoist Magic with a single punch. How could his fist be completely unscathed? It didn’t make sense.
"Kill!" Wu Tian commanded.
"Yes!"
Liu Tianji and the others attacked in unison, descending upon the Hall Masters. rcy was out of the question. Instantly, the Hall Masters were defeated one by one in their confrontation with Liu Tianji, Yin Fengxue, and the others, forced to retreat again and again.
These Hall Masters held a respectable status within the Righteous Alliance, but how could they possibly be a match for Liu Tianji, a forr Elder of the Alliance, and Yin Fengxue, the Master of the Heavenly Demon Palace? Moreover, although Wu Tian didn’t make a move, he was subtly suppressing the Hall Masters from the sidelines. They felt a strange restriction, unable to exert their full strength and managing only to bring out about eighty percent of it.
Of course, they couldn’t imagine it was Wu Tian’s doing. In all the records of Cultivation known to Immortal Seekers, no such Daoist Magic existed. They could only assu their own physical or emotional state was lacking, leading to this outco. How could they possibly know that in this world, besides the Cultivation System, there also existed a Mystical Fantasy System?
"You are all demons!"
"That’s right! The Righteous Alliance symbolizes all justice and morality! To make an enemy of the Righteous Alliance is to make an enemy of justice itself! The heavens will not tolerate a demon like you!"
"Slay the demon!"
The Hall Masters’ eyes were bloodshot, burning with the flas of rage as if they intended to incinerate everything before them. In their eyes, Wu Tian was the demon of all demons, a being that had to be killed, that had to be annihilated.
"Justice and morality?" Wu Tian found it all the more ironic that they could speak of such things with so much conviction.
As a descendant of Liu Bowen, Liu Tianji was more than a re fortune-teller; he was a brilliant strategist. Subduing the enemy without a fight is the ultimate tactic. He looked past the Hall Masters to the n standing behind them and shouted, "And you? Do you want to remain their playthings forever?"
Liu Tianji’s many years in the Righteous Alliance had not been for nothing. His prestige was comparable to that of the Alliance Hierarch who was in seclusion. But Liu Tianji, far more than the Alliance Hierarch, had won the hearts of his n. He truly treated his subordinates as his brothers—they ate together, slept together, and shouldered hardships together.
"Elder Liu!" so of the subordinates behind the Hall Masters began to cry. They thought of the subhuman lives they had endured for so many years, suffering constant humiliation, beatings, and kicks.
"I have decided to leave the Righteous Alliance today!"
"It is not I who have betrayed the Righteous Alliance, but the Righteous Alliance that has long since abandoned the path of righteousness!"
Behind the Hall Masters, the crowd of tens of thousands thinned until only a few thousand remained. These were n who held slightly higher positions than the common subordinates, but their strength was lacking. They had gotten where they were through connections within the Righteous Alliance or by being sycophantic bootlickers.
"What do you think you’re doing?"
"You bunch of bastards!"
"..."
Seeing this, the remaining Hall Masters cursed vehently. Their curses were as foul as they could possibly be.
"Your hearts are in chaos." Just then, nine new voices rang out.
Nine figures arrived, riding on Flying Swords. All nine were elders, over a thousand years old, each one radiating an aura of stern righteousness and the grace of a true Cultivator.
"Elders!" the Hall Masters cried out joyfully.
These nine, like Liu Tianji, were mbers of the Ten Great Elders. With the Alliance Hierarch absent, the Elders were in charge of all affairs, large and small, within the Righteous Alliance.
Five Nascent Soul, four Soul Travel... Wu Tian’s eyes flashed as he gauged their approximate Realms.
In the world of Cultivation, only upon reaching the Nascent Soul stage was one qualified to be the master of a palace, barely eting the criteria to establish a sect of their own.
Now, as the nine Great Elders stood there, they activated their power. Giant phantoms of their Nascent Souls appeared, taking the forms of legendary figures like Bai Qi, Wei Qing, Huo Qu Bing, Lu Bu, and Ma Chao. The sheer aura of the Nascent Souls made the surrounding space tremble.
"Elders, you’ve finally arrived!" one of the Hall Masters exclaid with delight. "He is the despicable and shaless Wu Tian! He murdered our benevolent Young Master Zhao and is now here sowing discord. Many have already been beguiled by him! Please, Elders, make your move and subdue this demon!"
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