Pan Litian's attack shocked the others.
Even Mingshi Yin, Hua Wudao, and Little Yuan 'er did not expect the old man to suddenly make a move.
Pan Litian cultivated an orthodox Daoist cultivation method. He did not practice evasive and escaping techniques like Dao Invisibility. Therefore, his battle prowess was higher than Leng Luo's in a head-on clash.
However, how could Leng Luo possibly fight him head-on?
Leng Luo retorted when he heard Pan Litian mocking him even though he had attacked.
"Is bullying the weak worth showing off?"
Pan Litian laughed and said, "That's all I'm capable of, burp …"
In the Luo Sect's Number One Sacred Ground.
The elders immediately went forward to check on Chu Nan's injuries.
Several bolts of Stellar Energy reached Chu Nan almost at the same time, digging up the ground.
"Great Elder!"
"Elder Chu!"
Chu Nan looked up at the sky with his eyes wide open. His face was red as if he was holding his breath.
After holding it in for a while, he finally couldn't hold it in any longer. Pu —
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
The surrounding people retreated to avoid the blood.
Red spots of blood fell on the ground like red plum blossoms.
Chu Nan exhaled.
His right hand pointed at the sky with difficulty. "You —"
…
Pan Litian glanced at Chu Nan, who was still alive, in slight surprise. He scratched the gourd in his hand.
Leng Luo chuckled.
"Is this what you mean by smashing to death? That's all. "
"My cultivation base hasn't recovered yet. Something unexpected happened …" Pan Litian said.
The two experts from the Old Age Pavilion hovered in the air, one on the left and one on the right.
It was enough to intimidate the experts of the Three Sects.
The elders and disciples of the three sects raised their heads to look at the old man who floated out.
Pan Litian's hair was messy, and his wrinkles were like old tree bark.
Who was this old man?
An expert who could defeat Great Elder Chu Nan in one move … How could he be a nobody?
"May I ask how I should address you, Senior?" The Great Elder of the Sky Sect, Fang Wenxian, cupped his hands in greeting.
Pan Litian said lazily, "Why? Do you want to remember my name and seek revenge on me in the future?"
Leng Luo shook his head slightly.
"Pan Litian, a true man will never change his name or his surname. Don't tell me you're afraid? "
Pan Litian's name immediately caused a commotion among the crowd.
A stone stirred up a thousand ripples.
The other elders also began to discuss below.
He was the number one expert in the Clarity Sect.
Such a figure had left the Clarity Sect several hundred years ago, and his whereabouts were unknown.
However, why would he suddenly become a member of the Evil Sky Pavilion?
Astonishment and shock.
At the same time, he was worried.
There was no way the Evil Sky Pavilion would leave just like that.
On the other hand, the faces of the people from the Cloud Sect turned ugly.
The grudge between the Yun Sect and the Evil Sky Pavilion ran deep. If the Evil Sky Pavilion decided to kill them now, how should they deal with it?
"So, it's Elder Pan." Cloud Sect's Great Elder Zhao Ji greeted him.
"This old man doesn't have time to waste with you. Quickly ask your Ancestor to come out … This old man doesn't have much patience."
As he spoke, the gourd flew out of his hand and revolved around him.
Streaks of golden energy were faintly discernible.
Zhao Ji's face darkened.
Just then …
Hua Wudao walked out and looked at Zhao Ji, the grand elder of the Yun Sect.
"Zhao Ji."
Zhao Ji frowned, "Elder Hua?"
Everyone in the Yun Sect knew that Hua Wudao had left the Yun Sect to challenge Ji Tiandao in the Evil Sky Pavilion. The Yun Sect also supported him in dealing with his inner demons in the Evil Sky Pavilion. However, they did not expect Hua Wudao to join the Evil Sky Pavilion. This infuriated everyone in the Yun Sect. Some even said that Hua Wudao was a disgrace to the Yun Sect.
"Let's ask the Ancestor to come out." Hua Wudao looked down.
"Hua Wudao … How could you …"
Swoosh!
Hua Wudao leaped down from the air.
When he landed, the nine scripts, Six Compatible Seal, surged out.
The Eight Trigrams and the nine scripts expanded.
The large, glittering, golden characters were dazzling and dazzling.
This move was not lethal. It was similar to the move he used to dispel the Ba Wu poison in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
However, it was a spectacular sight.
Hua Wudao was displaying his strength.
Although it only expanded for a moment, it was enough to prove his cultivation base.
"Nine scripts, Six Compatible Seal. Seven-leaf? "Zhao Ji's eyes were filled with disbelief.
The elders of the Luo Sect suddenly understood why Hua Wudao said he was not qualified to speak to the Evil Sky Pavilion's Master. What kind of people did the Three Sects send? Even the Sect Masters of the Three Sects did not show up. What right did they have to speak to the Three Sects?
In other words, if the sect master did not come, he would be disrespecting the Evil Sky Pavilion!
Hua Wudao landed in the middle of the first holy land's plaza and surveyed his surroundings.
"Go and ask the Ancestor to come … Don't you think it's childish to play tricks in front of the old seniors?"
"…"
The elders of the Three Sects flushed with embarrassment.
Hua Wudao was one of the Patriarchs of the Yun Sect. Although he had joined the Evil Sky Pavilion, the members of the Yun Sect still respected him when he appeared.
Hua Wudao was right.
Ji Tiandao, Leng Luo, Pan Litian, and Hua Wudao were all experienced and knowledgeable people. When the Old Age Pavilion dominated the lands, the members of the Three Sects were still in their mothers' wombs.
How childish was it to play tricks in front of these people?
At this moment …
On the cloud-splitting chariot, Lu Zhou finally spoke.
"Yun Tianluo, come out …"
His voice was deep and sonorous.
Then, a peculiar scene unfolded.
Those voices were like waves, continuous and continuous, wave after wave, sweeping towards the other nine Holy Lands.
With the flying chariot in the center, halos and ripples spread out.
The members of the Three Sects looked up at the flying chariot incredulously as they looked at the soundwaves spreading out into the surroundings.
Such a sound technique … Was this person really just an Eight-leaf cultivator?
Even the Eight-leaf cultivators, Leng Luo and Pan Litian, were shocked.
The Confucian and Buddhist sects' sound techniques had always been more powerful. The Daoist sects' attainments in sound techniques were lower.
Based on the words spoken earlier, they could not tell which sound technique it was from.
The energy was not powerful. In fact, it was weak.
However, this weakness was extremely penetrating. It passed through the layers of mountains and barriers.
After the sound faded away …
Everything stopped abruptly.
Nobody dared to make a sound.
Nobody dared to question it.
The elders of the Three Sects and the hundreds of disciples hovering in the air looked at Heaven's Virtue.
This was where the Ancestor, Yun Tianluo, cultivated in seclusion.
The clouds parted to reveal the blue sky.
The clouds and mist around Heaven's Virtue mysteriously parted with a gust of wind.
Shortly after, a soundwave rolled out from the center of Heaven's Virtue.
The soundwave was deep and powerful, but there was a hint of anger in it.
"Slap yourself!"
The members of the Three Sects thought the words were meant for the Evil Sky Pavilion. They were just about to celebrate when they saw the Primal Qi that carried the soundwave suddenly condense into energy.
The energy sabers that resembled palms landed on the faces of the members of the Yun Sect, Tian Sect, and Luo Sect.
"Forgive us, patriarch!"
"Forgive us, patriarch!"
The disciples of the Three Sects fell to their knees.
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