The sounds of slapping and wailing in the hall caused the ninety-nine elders to feel a chill in their hearts. They stood outside, not daring to enter.
"Grand Elder, why don't we come back later? Hall Master Wutian is currently in a fit of anger. If we go in, wouldn't we end up like the Venerables? "An elder whispered.
"Do you think that with Hall Master Wutian's strength, he wouldn't know that we're here? If we dare to leave now, we might end up even more miserable than the Third Venerable and the others. "The Grand Elder rolled his eyes and looked at the person who spoke as if he was looking at an idiot.
"I'll give you three breaths of time. If you don't come in, you'll have to bear the consequences." Sure enough, before the Grand Elder finished speaking, a calm and indifferent voice sounded in the hall.
Hearing this, there was no need for three breaths of time. In just one breath, the ninety-nine elders appeared in the hall one after another. When they saw the miserable state of the Eight Venerables, they couldn't help but shiver and break out in cold sweat. They hurriedly knelt on one knee and respectfully said, "Greetings, Hall Master Wutian!"
Wutian didn't respond, nor did he call for the little fellow and the King Of Worms to stop. He leaned on the throne and silently glanced at the group of people below.
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely solemn. Everyone was in danger. Without Wutian's order, the ninety-nine elders didn't dare to stand up. They just knelt on the ground and didn't dare to make a sound. Gradually, they couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
"Wutian, you've caused enough trouble!"
After an unknown period of time, when the Venerables were about to faint and the elders' legs were numb from kneeling, a voice slowly sounded. Hearing this voice, the elders were incomparably bewildered. They all turned around to see who had the guts to call the Hall Master by his real name.
However, the Venerables were different. As if they saw their savior, they opened their blood-blurred eyes and raised their heads to look outside the hall. Finally, hope rose in their eyes.
"It's finally here." At this moment, a hint of color finally appeared in Wutian's eyes.
Under the gazes of everyone, a green clothed old man strode over through space. He had a ruddy complexion and white hair, and he was hale and hearty. He didn't show any signs of age at all, and there wasn't the slightest aura from him. However, he was like a dazzling star that had descended, and it was impossible to overlook him.
"Elder Duan, quickly save us." The Third Venerable weakly cried out.
"Elder Duan? When did such a person appear in the Asura Palace? Even the Third Venerable Lord is so respectful towards him? "All the Elders were doubtful.
"Could it be … could it be one of the Twelve Great Venerables of the previous generation, Duan Qijun, Elder Duan?" The Great Elder cried out in alarm.
"What? The Twelve Venerables of the previous generation are still alive?! "
"Didn't the rumors say that the Twelve Venerables passed away a few years ago?"
"For Third Venerable to be so respectful, this person must really be Duan Qijun, Elder Duan."
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone was shocked. When they looked at the green clothed old man, their gazes immediately changed. They were filled with reverence.
According to the rumors, a few thousand years ago, an Elder of a second-rate Sect killed a disciple of the Asura Palace. It was supposed to be a small matter, but in the end, Duan Qijun went to that Sect by himself and slaughtered several thousand people of that Sect by himself. Only then did he swagger off.
Because of that, news of his protective nature spread like wildfire. From then on, no one dared to kill a disciple of the Asura Palace for no reason. Even a Sect like the Sky Sun Sect was somewhat afraid of this person.
"It's said that the Third Venerable Lord was deeply loved by Elder Duan when he was young. Now that he was beaten up by Wutian like this, I'm sure he won't let it go easily. There will definitely be a competition soon. I'd like to see how Wutian will react."
"No matter what, Elder Duan is still a senior of the Asura Palace. No matter how bold Wutian is, he won't dare to continue acting recklessly in front of Wutian."
This was what everyone was thinking. Naturally, they wouldn't dare to say it out loud. The miserable state of the Third Venerable Lord and the others was a lesson learned from their mistakes.
"After messing around for so long, you should be satisfied!"
The old man in blue looked at Wutian. Although his tone was calm, one could still hear a trace of anger in it. Shortly after, he stretched out his arm and pointed in the air. A yellow divine rainbow pierced through the void and shot toward the little guy and the King Of Worms.
"I'll leave Jian Yi to you guys." The little guy laughed mischievously. Ignoring the divine rainbow behind him, he looked at the King Of Worms and instigated, "Little bug, beat the Frog Lord with all your strength. It's best if you beat them until their mother can't recognize them."
"Pa pa pa!"
Their joy made the Elders kneeling on the ground have strange expressions. They thought that the two little beasts would calm down after Elder Duan arrived, but instead, they became more and more excited. Their movements became faster and faster, and their strength became stronger and stronger. They didn't put Elder Duan in their eyes at all.
"You're only at the peak stage. How dare you attack Brother Frog and Brother Bug? Are you tired of living? Brothers and sisters, beat them!"
Jian Yi's face was cold. He waved his hand, and the five powerhouses at the peak stage attacked together. For a moment, the dark force surged, and the sword light rushed into the sky. Pieces of the void were instantly torn apart and whizzed toward the yellow divine rainbow.
Seeing this, the Elders' expressions changed greatly. They wanted to retreat, but they were afraid of being punished by the Sub-Temple Master. If they didn't retreat, they would definitely be injured. Just as they closed their eyes and prepared to suffer the consequences of the aftermath, they suddenly heard a calm voice.
"All of you, retreat."
Hearing this sentence, everyone felt as if an angel had descended. Happiness came so suddenly, and they didn't dare to hesitate at all. They all retreated to the side and made space for the few people to fight.
"Boom!"
When the two forces collided, an earth-shattering explosion erupted. All the Elders felt dizzy, and traces of blood flowed out from the corners of their mouths. Even the Palace Master's Hall began to tremble violently. However, when a mysterious force surged over, it quickly calmed down.
It was obvious that the Great Venerable had secretly attacked.
"What? Elder Duan was actually forced back ten steps! "Everyone stared ahead, their eyes filled with shock.
In the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint, the outcome of the battle was decided. Duan Qi was blasted back, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth. On the other hand, although Jian Wu and the others didn't move a single step, the corners of their mouths were the same, and traces of blood flowed out from them.
"An old monster who has been famous for thousands of years. His strength is indeed different." Wutian was shocked. Jian Yi and the other four were all powerhouses at the peak stage, but they were defeated by Duan Qijun, who was at the same level as them!
Yes, in Wutian's eyes, this result was a defeat, and a crushing defeat. After all, Jian Yi and the other four had joined forces, while Duan Qijun was alone. According to his estimation, this person's true combat strength was comparable to Ru Feng Ren's.
"If it's one on one, Jian Yi and the others won't be a match for Duan Qijun. It seems like there are differences in strength between cultivators at the same level. However, now is not the time to talk about morality. I have more people, and this is the truth!"
Wutian sneered in his heart. He looked down at Duan Qijun with an expressionless face and said, "Seeing this Palace Master, not only did you not bow, you even dare to show off in front of me. Jian Yi, Gui Mei, activate your Saint Weapons and suppress him for me!"
As he spoke, the God of Heaven's left and right hands fell from Wutian's hands and flew toward Jian Yi. After obtaining the Saint Weapons, the five people's dissatisfaction immediately disappeared. Their eyes shone brightly as they stared at Duan Qijun. Elemental energy surged, and waves of Saint Aura rolled out in all directions like waves!
Hearing this and seeing this scene, other than shock, the Elders' hearts were filled with complicated feelings. They realized that they had underestimated the Palace Master's courage and boldness. Not only did he not restrain himself, he even arrogantly said that he would suppress the Asura Palace's seniors.
From this, it could be seen that the recent rumors were not false.
Think about it, a person who dared to destroy the Great Confucian Empire, fought with Ru Fengren, a half-step Peerless Realm expert, and dared to break into Gutuo Temple alone and leave safely. How could he be afraid of a former Asura Palace's seniors?
Moreover, his foundation was enough to make any peak Sect pale in fright. They believed that Wutian's rise was unstoppable. If there were no accidents, he would become a legendary figure in less than a few hundred years.
Looking at the Saint Weapons that were recovering, Duan Qijun frowned. He turned his gaze toward Wutian and said indifferently, "Do you know what you're doing? If you don't order them to stop immediately, your position as Palace Master will be over."
When Duan Qijun had first arrived and seen his most beloved juniors beaten to such a wretched state, he couldn't help but feel rage rising in his heart. After being injured by Sword Five and the others, his rage had almost reached an irrepressible level.
A thousand years ago, he was an expert who ruled over a region. A few thousand years later, he was injured by a few juniors. To Duan Qijun, this was no different from a great humiliation.
At this moment, this immature kid actually wanted him to bow down to him and even wanted to suppress him with a Saint Weapon. This could no longer be described with the word 'humiliation'.
"You want to dismiss me from my position as Palace Master?" Wutian was surprised.
"This old man has dominated the world for thousands of years. Although I have retired, my prestige is still there. It can be said that the current Twelve Venerables have to listen to this old man's words. How difficult is it to dismiss a small branch hall master like you?" Duan Qijun said indifferently.
"Is that so?" The corner of Wutian's mouth lifted, containing a trace of ridicule.
"Of course. If you want to keep your position as Palace Master, then obediently tell them to stop and hand over the Saint Weapon with both hands. Then, kowtow to me three times and nine times and apologize. Then, I'll let this matter go."
"You want the Saint Weapon. Then, do you also want the Asura Army and Darkness Army in my hands, as well as the nine spirit veins?" Hearing this, Wutian wanted to laugh, but his tone turned cold. Jian Yi and the other four knew that this was a sign that their Army Commander was about to have a killing intent. Therefore, the speed at which they recovered the Saint Weapon increased by a lot.
Duan Qi noticed all of this, but he didn't care much about it. He said in a matter-of-fact manner, "Since you're a member of the Asura Palace, you should make some contributions. This is also your duty. Those treasures will only benefit one person if you keep them, but turning them over to the Asura Palace will benefit everyone."
"Aiyo! I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen someone as shameless as you. The Son Of Heaven risked his life to obtain these treasures, and you, old bastard, still want him to turn them over in such a dignified manner. May I ask who you are? May I ask, what help did the Asura Palace give to the Son Of Heaven? May I ask again, when the Son Of Heaven was in danger, where were you, old dog? May I ask again, Frog Lord, when the Palace Master took over the body, what were you, old dogs, doing? Since you didn't do anything, why are you still talking here? "
The little guy was not a kind person to begin with. When he heard Duan Qijun say such shameless words, the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano, crazily soaring.
Every time he said a word, he would give a slap to the Great Reverends. Moreover, he used all of his strength. Even the Third Reverend, who had admitted defeat earlier, did not escape. Blood splattered everywhere. After a few words, the Great Reverends were knocked unconscious.
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