The peaceful atmosphere in the immortal banquet and the praises for Xie Tian gradually stopped.
Defeating Chou Ao, who had thirty percent of the Emperor's talent in the Emotion Seeking Palace, with his aura, and blowing the other party away with a breath of air, this big event that could turn the world upside down was instantly forgotten by everyone.
What occupied their minds was the method Xie Tian used to accomplish this.
What method?
Using his deep understanding of the five types of Origin Intent, the senior grandmaster of Yin Yang Sect imitated Pang Xuan's aura.
With such a method, not to mention blowing away a single Chou Ao, even a hundred of him wouldn't be enough for Xie Tian to brag about.
However, what made everyone's souls leave their bodies was that this method …
Must!
Must!
It definitely shouldn't have appeared!
But it did.
Therefore, everyone who knew about the ancient remnant beasts and their bloodline aura were dumbfounded.
"The ancient ancestors were the ones who were blessed by the universe and had a unique aptitude for cultivation."
"They were born as immortals with a flawless Dao body …"
"The reason why ancient remnant beasts are called ancient remnant beasts is because their bloodline is the purest …"
"Only the purest bloodline of the ancient ancestors could display the unique aura of their bloodline!"
"Oh my god, imitation, imitation …"
"Can this thing really be imitated?"
"Recalling senior grandmaster's words, the Old Man almost cried out of fear!"
…
However, no matter how shocked they were, with Pang Xuan's ugly expression, no one dared to show it.
They only had a vague guess …
Was senior grandmaster trying to tell Pang Xuan something by imitating Pang Xuan's aura?
From Liu Yuan's point of view, this conjecture was the truth!
At this moment, Liu Yuan did not feel any joy at the fact that not only did the little bastard not bring shame to the Yin Yang Sect, but he had also brought great honor to the Yin Yang Sect. There was only a deafening sentence that reverberated in his heart like a dragon!
"I can't even defeat him just by releasing his aura …"
"I can't even defeat him just by releasing his aura …"
"I can't even defeat him just by releasing his aura …"
…
After mumbling to himself for countless times, Liu Yuan slowly raised his head 45 degrees and his eyes started to turn moist.
"So, you're going to imitate his aura in front of everyone …"
Liu Yuan realized that he did not dare to speak.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he would definitely spit out mouthfuls of blood.
"This, this isn't a little bastard at all, it's a bastard …"
"It's a bastard, a bastard …"
"It's not a bastard. Who, who could do such an unreliable thing …"
Then, he slowly turned around and looked at Pang Xuan.
When that ugly face came into view, Liu Yuan realized that after being shaken by the wind and rain, he had a very deep understanding of the words' beyond redemption '.
"Could it be that the Yin-Yang Sect is really going to be doomed eternally by him?"
The moment this thought appeared, Xie Tian, who was not used to being the center of attention, began to cleverly divert his attention.
"Of course, I'm merely imitating it. Compared to Fellow Daoist Pang Xuan's aura, it's like the difference between heaven and earth. Fellow Daoist Pang Xuan is the real deal …"
After saying this, Xie Tian felt that something was wrong.
Why was everyone's gaze not only on him, but also getting weirder?
At this moment.
In everyone's hearts …
"Senior …"
"Of course we know how powerful Pang Xuan is …"
"That's the true and unique aura of the Pang Nu Clan!"
"So the key isn't him …"
"The key is how did you manage to imitate it?!"
…
After hearing this, Liu Yuan felt like the blood that he had been holding back was about to burst out …
Pfft!
Black Shirt helped him to spit it out.
In the quiet hall, this sound was like a sudden clap of thunder.
However, everyone merely glanced at Black Shirt in surprise. Black Shirt wiped the corner of his mouth calmly, as if nothing had happened.
It was normal for him to be calm.
This was because he had seen such a scene too many times.
Moreover, the main character was always Xie Tian.
Therefore, at this moment, he only had one sentence to say.
"The only way to prevent Xie Tian from having any chance to act tough is to guard the place so that he won't have a chance to act tough …"
Under Xie Tian's clever diversion, the situation became more and more awkward.
He seemed to feel the awkwardness as well. He cupped his hands in front of his chest apologetically and walked back to his cattail hassock to sit down.
"Second Elder, fortunately, you didn't embarrass the Yin Yang Sect."
Hearing this, Liu Yuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. It took him a lot of effort to suppress the urge to pull Xie Tian's collar and roar at him for three hundred years.
At this moment …
"Hehe, you're indeed the grandmaster." Pang Xuan's expression returned to normal as he smiled faintly. "This move of yours was a feast for the eyes. Your original aura was even more stunning. I'm really impressed."
Seeing this, everyone could only agree submissively. However, no one had the guts to flatter Xie Tian along with Pang Xuan.
Xie Tian said politely, "You flatter me, fellow daoist Pang Xuan. No matter what, I merely imitated your aura. It's purely superficial."
"Hehe, fellow daoist Pang Xuan's humility surprised me." Hearing Xie Tian's words, Pang Xuan's smile became wider. "But there's no need to belittle yourself …"
"I'm not belittling myself." Xie Tian said seriously, "Putting everything else aside, fellow daoist Pang Xuan's aura is seven-colored while mine is five-colored. That alone is enough to tell who's stronger."
Hearing this, the hall became as quiet as a ghost town.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Black Robe's eyes bulged.
Liu Yuan's face turned green.
At this moment, they only had one question to ask Xie Tian —
"What makes you think that having more colors means you're powerful?"
Xie Tian understood Liu Yuan's expression and said doubtfully, "My five-colored origin is five-colored. Fellow daoist Pang Xuan's seven-colored origin is at least …"
"Little … grandmaster." Liu Yuan clenched his teeth and smiled. "You can't be thinking that a few colors equate to a few types of origin, right?"
"Isn't that so?"
Seeing Xie Tian's expression of disbelief, Liu Yuan turned his head numbly and did not want to speak anymore.
"Cough cough, that … fellow daoist." Black Robe, who was coughing violently, wiped his tears and said, "That's the aura of his bloodline. It has nothing to do with origin …"
"Is that so?" Xie Tian looked at Pang Xuan seriously.
Pang Xuan, whose smile was a little stiff, glanced at the jade cup that had turned into powder in his hand and nodded slowly. "Fellow daoist Black Robe is right …"
Xie Tian cupped his fists and said with a smile, "I was still wondering when I could be like fellow daoist Pang Xuan and comprehend seven types of origin intent. It turns out that I'm ignorant. Sorry, sorry."
"Hehe, it's fine."
No matter how calm Pang Xuan was, he did not dare to give Xie Tian a chance to speak anymore. He looked around and said lightly, "Fellow daoists, there's no need to be reserved. Let's make friends through wine and discuss Dao through wine. Isn't that great!"
Hearing this, everyone knew what he meant.
"Sir Pang Xuan doesn't want to listen to Senior Grandmaster's words …"
"That's right. When Senior Grandmaster opens his mouth, his power is many times greater than the aura of the origin …"
"If not for Senior Grandmaster's joke that seven colors are seven types of origin, the Old Man would be able to laugh until the day he achieves Dao!"
"But speaking of which, it's really amazing that Senior Grandmaster can comprehend five types of origin intent to such an extent …"
"I keep feeling that something is wrong. Does Senior Grandmaster really not know, or is he doing it on purpose …"
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