To be honest, even the spiritual altar below made the three of them yearn for it. If they could sit cross-legged and cultivate on the spiritual altar, not only would they be able to rapidly increase their cultivation without any hidden dangers, but they would also be able to cleanse their own foundation.
Such an opportunity was not something that any genius of the Divine Heavens Sect could enjoy. Only the followers of the Daoists like them had the opportunity to do so.
Under the gaze of several burning gazes, the strange light on the platform continued to converge towards the sun, filling every inch of the sun's space.
Under such circumstances, the Spirit Altar that was born from the light of the great sun naturally became more and more solid.
The opportunity was right in front of them!
However, even the two famous Daoists of the Divine Heavens Sect did not know that there were two pairs of eyes secretly watching their every move.
As they watched, Luo Xue's pretty face revealed her eagerness. At this time, Yan Chutian was still sitting cross-legged and cultivating, as if he was completely unaware of the situation outside.
However, without Yan Chutian, their previous arrangements could not be activated at all. In this way, they could only watch the other party enjoy the opportunity without being able to do anything.
Fortunately, just as Luo Xue could not help but want to forcibly call out to Yan Chutian, the latter's eyes that had been closed for a long time finally opened slowly.
The instant he opened his eyes, an obscure aura appeared and disappeared around Yan Chutian. That aura was simply too fast, to the extent that Luo Xue, who had been looking at him all this while, was unable to see it clearly.
However, Qiu Yu seemed to have noticed it. Her pretty face revealed a smile, and then she said in a voice that only the three of them could hear. "Shall we begin?"
Speaking of beginning, Yan Chutian could not help but look at Luo Xue. His delicate and even slightly immature face revealed a trace of apology. "Senior Sister Luo, I'm sorry for what happened just now. But now that everything is ready, shall we begin?"
"Begin."
Qiu Yu's anxious expression returned to indifference. Her beautiful eyes didn't look at Yan Chutian as she stared at the commotion in front of her.
Hearing this, Yan Chutian did not hesitate anymore. Moreover, there was no time to hesitate. Even in the midst of cultivation, he had always been paying attention to the movements in front of him. Naturally, he knew that it would not take much time for the spiritual altar to completely solidify.
Therefore, according to the plan, it was time for him to move …
"Patter …"
In the next moment, a crisp sound rang in the ears of the five geniuses of the Divine Heavens Sect. This made them, who were originally looking at the scene with burning eyes, suddenly turn their heads and lock their gazes.
As their gazes locked onto the figure, a thin and small figure came into view. At this time, the figure was looking at them with a faint smile. At the same time, the figure was also looking at the huge platform behind them.
The atmosphere seemed to freeze at this moment. But after a short pause, the five people from the Divine Heavens Sect burst out. The two Daoists' sharp gazes shot over and locked onto the figure that had suddenly appeared.
As for the other three disciples, at this moment, their entire bodies exploded with a powerful aura of Spiritual Power. How could they accept that someone had evaded all of their senses and suddenly appeared behind them?
With cold eyes, the three of them constantly scanned their surroundings. However, no matter how they scanned, they could not discover that there were still two figures hiding dozens of feet away.
The thin figure standing opposite the five of them was naturally Yan Chutian. After the other party's aura exploded, he still had a faint smile on his face, as if he did not feel the oppressive aura at all. Then, he laughed and said, "So it's the geniuses of the Divine Heavens Sect. Sorry for the disrespect."
However, no one responded to Yan Chutian's laughter. After all, in this situation, they would not believe Yan Chutian's words, which were full of loopholes.
The moment he finished speaking, the three disciples of the Divine Heavens Sect glanced at each other, as if they were about to make a move immediately.
This situation caused Yan Chutian to furrow his brows inwardly. Because of this, he would not be able to approach the Spiritual Altar and connect his arrangement with it, which would be troublesome.
However, Yan Chutian did not expect that just as he was about to say some deliberately mystifying words, Michiko Fujiwara, who was on the left, suddenly grinned and narrowed his eyes. He sneered and said, "I know you. You are the weakest of all the geniuses of the second-rate forces."
When the words "weakest" came out of his mouth, all four of them, including the other Daoist, laughed sarcastically. Indeed, they could all vaguely sense that the guy in front of them was only at the second level of Elixir. It was understandable that he was the weakest of all the geniuses of the second-rate forces.
Being called the weakest in front of everyone, Yan Chutian did not react awkwardly. Instead, he continued to laugh as if it was an honor. "It is my honor to be remembered by the Daoist of the Divine Heavens Sect, who is only at the second level of Elixir."
Yan Chutian's reaction made Michiko Fujiwara's eyes narrow even more. He could not help but feel strange about the other party's attitude. However, at this moment, everything was in his hands. What could a mere second level of Elixir do?
Therefore, Michiko Fujiwara smiled curiously. "It seems that you know about us. Therefore, I am also curious. At this moment, how dare you appear in front of us?"
"Daoist, the opportunity is right in front of us. Do you think we can miss it?"
"Haha … Not everyone can enjoy a fortuitous opportunity."
The purple-robed Daoist's words were sharp, and a cold murderous intent spread out. Even many fourth-level Primal Core cultivators might not be able to withstand it. However, what surprised him was that the other party was still not afraid of his attitude. Instead, he said with a faint smile, "Then, if I defeat one of the prides of the Divine Heavens Sect under the Daoist, will I have a chance to obtain the opportunity?"
Before Yan Chutian finished speaking, the three disciples of the Divine Heavens Sect laughed. They really wondered if they had heard wrongly. A mere second level Elixir cultivator wanted to defeat one of them?
Therefore, the burly man in black immediately knelt to the two Daoists behind him and said loudly, "Daoist, I am willing to teach this ignorant fool a lesson for you!"
Hearing this, the other Daoist nodded immediately. Michiko Fujiwara looked at Yan Chutian with a cold smile and said slowly, "Alright, I will give you a chance before the spiritual altar completely opens. As long as you can defeat Zhou Han, I will give you a share of the opportunity. "
"Is what you said true?"
An excited smile appeared on Yan Chutian's face as though his goading had succeeded, causing the purple-robed Daoist to sneer even more. He slowly nodded. "This Daoist's words are naturally true."
At the same time, the burly man, Zhou Han, also sneered and said, "Ignorant trash. The opportunity of the spiritual altar is not something a coward like you can obtain!"
"Trash should obediently lie down at my feet. Otherwise, you will embarrass yourself and disgust me."
Hearing Zhou Han's unrestrained mockery, Yan Chutian still smiled faintly and said slowly, "Sorry, I will take your opportunity!"
"You are asking for death!"
Zhou Han was furious. He could not stand the arrogance of a second level Elixir cultivator in front of him. Could it be that he could not sense that he was a fifth level Elixir cultivator?!
But it did not matter. As long as he punched him, he would let Zhou Han know how stupid he was!
"Boom …!"
A powerful punch with the strength to uproot mountains and rivers suddenly blasted out, instantly closing in on Yan Chutian's body. Looking at the situation, it seemed that this punch could easily smash that small body into pieces.
Michiko Fujiwara could not help but smile coldly. The result would not be revealed so quickly, would it?
The fist blasted out and went straight for Yan Chutian's chest. However, when they came into contact, the sneer on Zhou Han's dark face abruptly stopped and a trace of shock emerged. He saw Yan Chutian's figure gradually disappear. It was only an afterimage!
This situation also caused Michiko Fujiwara's expression to change slightly. A playful smile appeared on his face. The situation seemed to be a little interesting.
"Boom boom boom …!"
Zhou Han's punches continuously blasted out towards Yan Chutian. However, every punch was unable to touch the latter's real body. How could he injure him?
This series of failures caused Zhou Han's originally sneering face to become gloomy. How could he accept that an ant was jumping around in front of him?
Damn it!
"You are really a scoundrel who only knows how to hide. Do you dare to fight me head-on?!"
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