The Taixu Temple Lord wanted to mentally spar with Chu Kuangren?!
The crowd was in an uproar when they heard that.
Who was the Taixu Temple Lord?
He was the leader of a sage orthodoxy and an Honorable Supreme. His name was well-known throughout the Azure Dragon Domain, and he was revered by billions of people wherever he went.
Yet, such a person wanted to mentally spar with a junior?
If word of this got out, it would scare people to death.
Chu Kuangren was stunned when he heard what the Taixu Temple Lord said. Why did he feel that the Taixu Temple Lord wanted to avenge Wuchen Zi?
Not bad, not bad at all.
Chu Kuangren chuckled as a glint of light flashed across his eyes.
The Taixu Temple Lord was not wrong. He had entered the state of Dao enlightenment many times, and he had drawn the Meditational Clarity Attribute a few days ago. His understanding of Dao had long surpassed his peers by leaps and bounds.
No, even the experts of the older generation couldn't compare to him.
He could not gain much from mentally sparring with the younger cultivators. Only by mentally sparring with the top cultivators would he gain more.
Without a doubt, the Taixu Temple Lord was one such cultivator.
"Since the Temple Lord has invited me, I dare not disobey."
Chu Kuangren smiled.
"Alright, then I shall wait for you at the Distant Day Palace tomorrow." The Taixu Temple Lord smiled, bowed, and left.
When he turned around, the Taixu Temple Lord's eyes were filled with regret.
'Sigh, I was too impulsive. '
He was an Honorable Supreme, yet he impulsively suggested mentally sparring with a junior. If word got out, it would be so embarrassing.
However, the words were out, and there was no turning back.
After the Taixu Temple Lord and the others left, the Seventh Forefather appeared and frowned. "Young lad, do you really want to mentally spar with the Taixu Temple Lord?"
"Of course. This is a good opportunity for me to experience the Taixu Temple's Daoist Techniques." Chu Kuangren smiled.
"But the Taixu Temple Lord is an Honorable Supreme, and his understanding of Dao is rare. Although mentally sparring is not life-threatening, if the gap is too big, it might affect my Daoist core."
"My Daoist core is as solid as a rock!"
Chu Kuangren smiled, his tone full of confidence.
His understanding of Dao was no less than an Honorable. Even if the Taixu Temple Lord's understanding was higher than his, it would not affect his Daoist core.
"Alright." The Seventh Forefather nodded.
…
The news that Chu Kuangren was going to spar with the Taixu Temple Lord spread like wildfire in less than half a day, shocking countless people.
For a time, the entire Void Temple discussed endlessly.
"A Supreme Exalt and a Void Interpretation Realm junior are going to sit down and discuss the Dao? Have I gone mad or has the world gone mad? "
"F * ck me, this Chu Kuangren is amazing!"
"I heard that Senior Brother Wuchen went to spar with Chu Kuangren but failed in the end. Is the Faction Lord trying to avenge him?"
"Based on the Abbey Dean's character, it's possible."
"That's right. I heard that a few decades ago, Senior Brother Wuchen was injured by a Supremacy when he went down the mountain to train. The Hall Master was furious and directly killed his way to the Supremacy's orthodoxy and forcefully destroyed it."
"Tsk tsk, no matter what, the fact that Chu Kuangren is going to spar with the Temple Lord is too shocking. I must go and watch it tomorrow."
"I want to go too."
"Me too."
In the main hall.
The Taixu Temple Lord and a few elders were gathered together.
"Abbey Dean, you're confused! Who do you think you are? How dare you spar with a junior? " One of the elders said bluntly. He had a good relationship with the Taixu Temple Lord, so only he would dare to speak like that.
Although the other elders did not say it out loud, their eyes were more or less filled with dissatisfaction. They felt that the Taixu Temple Lord had gone too far.
The Taixu Temple Lord said, "Chu Kuangren is a genius. Don't you guys want to know what his limit is?"
"Temple Lord, are you saying that this is just a test?"
"Yes. Although it's just a spar and not a real battle, I can at least get a rough idea of this kid's strength if I fight him personally."
"But you don't have to fight him."
"Ling Zheng said that since this child was able to kill a Venerable One, it means that his comprehension of the Dao is very likely not below that of a Venerable One. Only if I make a move will I have full confidence." The Taixu Temple Lord's expression was as calm as an ancient well.
"I see."
Only then did the elders' dissatisfaction dissipate.
The Taixu Temple Lord heaved a sigh of relief.
He had finally fooled them.
In fact, he did not think too much when he proposed the spar to Chu Kuangren. He only wanted to help his disciple vent his anger.
However, now that he thought about it, even if Wuchen Zi did not play a part, he should have fought Chu Kuangren personally.
"Chu Kuangren …"
"I'll be looking forward to your performance tomorrow."
The Taixu Temple Lord murmured.
…
The next day.
The outer perimeter of the Distant Day Palace was filled with Taixu Temple cultivators. Everyone was waiting for the spar that could be said to be the world's greatest disparity.
An Honorable Supreme and a Paradise Realm junior.
"It's about to begin. I can't wait."
"Where's Chu Kuangren? Is he here yet?"
"He's here, he's here."
At that moment, at the end of the crowd, the white-robed Chu Kuangren slowly walked towards them with Lan Yu in tow.
He walked at a pace that was neither too fast nor too slow.
Lan Yu, who was behind him, followed closely behind.
The man and woman instantly attracted everyone's attention. Even the great cultivators who had been cultivating for thousands of years could not help but exclaim.
Their peerless beauty was dazzling.
As Chu Kuangren walked towards the Distant Day Palace, he saw that the Taixu Temple Lord was inside, sitting on a futon with his back facing him.
There was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
How big was the gap between his Daoist Techniques and his opponent's?
At that moment, a figure suddenly walked out from the crowd. It was a young cultivator with a bandana on his head. His eyes were filled with eagerness.
"Taixu Temple Daoist Qingyun, I have a Daoist Technique that I'd like to learn from you, Brother Chu!" Daoist Rhymes appeared around the young cultivator's body. Amidst the tumbling sea of clouds, the sun rose, and a golden ray of light suddenly shot out.
That was the Sage Technique Sunlight Breaker Daoist Rhymes!
"Taixu Temple Fengxuan also has a Daoist Technique. Please enlighten me!"
"Taixu Temple Qingxin, please enlighten me!"
A few young cultivators walked out one after another. Without using their spiritual power, they only used their Daoist Rhymes to summon all sorts of transformations towards Chu Kuangren.
These people were all sky-prides of the younger generation.
Although they respected Chu Kuangren, they were also unwilling to admit defeat. Hence, they could not help but attack together, wanting to break Chu Kuangren's spirit.
Unfortunately, Chu Kuangren did not care about them. His eyes were only on the Taixu Temple Lord who was sitting in the Distant Day Palace.
Just as the various Daoist Rhymes surged towards him, the Sword of the Heavens condensed above Chu Kuangren's head. The sword ray circulated, and in a flash, the Daoist Rhymes dispersed like green smoke that was blown away by the wind.
Not a single trace of it landed on Chu Kuangren.
The gap between them and Chu Kuangren shocked all the young sky-prides.
The gap between them and Chu Kuangren was just too huge!
It was like comparing a firefly to the moon. How could they be compared?
Chu Kuangren walked past the crowd of sky-prides and arrived at the entrance of the Distant Day Palace. Lan Yu stopped at the entrance, and Chu Kuangren walked in without hesitation.
"Junior Chu, my apologies for my rudeness."
The Taixu Temple Lord turned around and smiled apologetically.
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