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After effortlessly eliminating two major Guardians, the Demon Hunter Supreme reached out towards the large Guardian opposite Ji Wudao. The large Guardian quickly formed seals with both hands, preparing to unleash his strongest technique. The void roared as the path of the Great Dao blossomed, sending countless cultivators reeling backward. Ji Wudao struggled to maintain his balance, while the might of the large Guardian seemed like a firefly's light before the overwhelming hand of the Demon Hunter Supreme, easily extinguished.
The Demon Hunter Supreme's Demon Hunting Soul Pursuit Technique had reached a profound state. A surge of primordial yang energy erupted instantly, shaking the air and tracing an arc through it. The large Guardian showed no surprise as he was instantly obliterated, turning to ashes.
In the distance, six Guardians pursuing Zhao Yang and Scholar Xiu noticed the situation at the Myriad Spirit Sect plaza. They were filled with terror and immediately fled in all directions; they could not withstand the might of a Primordial Infant. However, the Demon Hunter Supreme's gaze was sharp and radiant as he detected the presence of several Guardians. To everyone’s astonishment, the figure of the Demon Hunter Supreme gradually became ethereal, transforming into a Golden Figurine—a small golden figure resembling a miniature version of him, frowning slightly as it emitted a voice that was both aged and youthful.
"You dare to insult Myriad Spirit Sect? You shall have no return!"
With that, a winding golden line traced through the air, imprinting itself in everyone’s eyes. Following this, six bodies shattered as their Primordial Spirits dissipated. Everyone was stunned; the Divine Transformation Stage's Heavenly Mechanism Wall and Nine Great Protectors were utterly powerless!
As the Demon Hunter Supreme passed through, all Royal Cultivators found themselves unable to move. The golden light swept across, causing groups of cultivators to collapse like broken dolls on the ground, their Divine Souls shattered.
Everyone was overwhelmed with shock and excitement; this was the power of a Nascent Soul Expert! Yet Ji Wudao furrowed his brow in confusion and asked, "Master, what has happened to you?"
The Demon Hunter Supreme turned back without hiding anything. The aged yet youthful voice resonated: "My physical body has been destroyed. I forcibly ascended to the Primordial Infant realm just to break free from the formation. After emerging, I encountered an old monster at the Nascent Soul Stage who ambushed me. Without my physical body, I cannot remain long in this Primordial Infant form; it is incredibly fragile. Fortunately, my strength increased significantly after separating from my physical body, allowing me to injure that early-stage Primordial Infant old monster. I did not expect that the Spirit Pearl would attract so many covetous eyes; the prophecy of the Heavenly Mechanism Wall is truly catastrophic."
"Master, what about you?" Ji Wudao asked sadly.
"I will soon undergo Transmutation," said the Demon Hunter Supreme. "Wudao, when I appointed you as sect master, the Old Sect Master revealed to you Myriad Spirit Sect's greatest secret; you must never forget it—now is not yet the time."
"I will certainly not forget!" Ji Wudao vowed.
Elder Duan and Third Elder had already quietly departed when the Demon Hunter Supreme displayed his power. They bore Myriad Spirit Sect's aura; he would not care whether they escaped or not. However, if he discovered their betrayal of the Sect, they would face dire consequences!
Suddenly, two shouts echoed from afar as Zhao Yang and Scholar Xiu appeared in sight.
The two flew at incredible speed—not like normal flight but as if they had been struck away. Before anyone could ask what had happened, a group appeared in the distance. Leading them was a middle-aged man with a short beard; his deep-set eyes held restrained divine light amidst his black-and-white hair that exuded an imposing presence. He wore a yellow robe adorned with True Dragon totems on both his front and back, looking every bit like a sovereign ruler.
Zhao Yang and Scholar Xiu sprang up, their bones shattered in multiple places.
"Who are you?" a voice, both aged and youthful, asked as the Demon Hunter Supreme spoke.
The Yellow-Robed Middle-Aged Man cast a sidelong glance at the golden figure floating in the air and said, "A person who has just entered the Nascent Soul Stage has been forced to separate from their Primordial Infant. The Myriad Spirit Sect is truly becoming more desolate. My son Shiyunsheng has been with your Myriad Spirit Sect for over ten years; I should take him back. Where is he?"
"So you are Shiyunsheng's father. Your son practices a wicked Cultivation Method, has killed Sect elders, and stolen others' Foundation Stage opportunities. He has already fled the Sect!" Nangong Wuxin rebuked.
"Oh? So you intend to kill him?" The Yellow-Robed Middle-Aged Man asked with a look of disdain.
"A person as evil as him deserves to be punished by everyone!" Nangong Wuxin declared with righteous indignation.
"Heh heh." The Yellow-Robed Middle-Aged Man smiled brightly, extending a hand and lightly waving it downward. Nangong Wuxin immediately found himself unable to bear the pressure, kneeling on one knee with veins bulging on his forehead. "Although Yunsheng is a waste of my family, he is not someone you inferior cultivators can compare to!"
"You!" The Demon Hunter Supreme, in his Primordial Infant form, was furious that someone dared to act against his adopted son in front of him. Golden light flickered around him, enveloping Nangong Wuxin, who finally relaxed and stood firm.
"What exactly are you?"
"I don't mind telling you since you will all die today. I am the Sect Master of the Dragon Seeking Gate!" The Yellow-Robed Middle-Aged Man revealed his identity without concern; he was indeed Shiyunsheng's father, the Dragon Gate Sect Master.
"One of the Hidden Gates?" The Demon Hunter Supreme recognized the origins of the Dragon Seeking Gate. In this world, there were many prominent sects and various cultivation families, but there were also lesser-known yet extremely powerful existences, and the Dragon Seeking Gate was one of them.
The Dragon Gate Sect Master chuckled lightly and said, "You know about the Hidden Gates; you're not too bad."
As he spoke, the Dragon Gate Sect Master sensed an unusual aura. His eyes sparkled with realization. "No wonder that little waste could stay in your Myriad Spirit Sect for so long; it turns out he possesses Flood Dragon energy."
With a grasping motion toward the void, he directed his attention towards the direction of Yuwang City’s Outer Sect Back Mountain Fish Pond. The ground trembled as clouds obscured the sky. A Giant Flood Dragon's corpse, stretching thousands of feet long, was pulled into the air by those from the Dragon Seeking Gate, descending like a shadow that blotted out the sun!
Boom!
The corpse of the Flood Dragon crashed down from above, landing right on top of the disciples of the Myriad Spirit Sect. Although the Flood Dragon had lost its vitality, its scales were harder than steel and as sharp as blades. Countless disciples were crushed into a bloody mess, a scene of utter devastation.
"What a pity that the Dragon Pearl has already been taken. Otherwise, my Dragon Seeking Gate could have aimed for supremacy in Zhongzhou in this lifetime. Ascending to Immortality wouldn't be impossible! The Spirit Energy of the Flood Dragon is almost entirely absorbed by someone; what a shame!"
The Dragon Seeking Sect Master said, his fingers clawing like a dragon's as he frantically absorbed the essence of the Flood Dragon. In just a moment, he drained the remaining Spirit Energy from the Flood Dragon.
Surrounded by the body of the Flood Dragon, Zhao Yang screamed in panic, nearly fainting. "Oh my god, help! What a huge snake!" He cupped his hands into a trumpet shape and shouted, completely losing his composure.
"You old bastard, I haven't settled the score with you yet! Why are you attacking me for no reason?" Zhao Yang shouted loudly.
The Dragon Gate Sect Master replied, "You’re quite interesting. You're actually a Body Refinement cultivator. Most people would either explode or die from just one of my fingers, yet you remain unharmed and can even protect someone. Although Body Refinement has fallen out of favor in today's cultivation world, it is said that in Ancient Times, Body Refinement cultivators were the strongest. At its highest level, a body refined to perfection is even harder than an ordinary Dao Artifact."
"Why do I need you to remind me what I practice?" Zhao Yang retorted irritably.
The Dragon Gate Sect Master laughed heartily. Before he could speak further, a golden figure known as Demon Hunter Supreme, standing atop one of the Flood Dragon's horns, swiftly charged forward and collided with the Dragon Gate Sect Master. The latter staggered back two steps while the golden figure radiated divine light, hinting at an explosive power.
"I advise you not to make a move. The Primordial Infant is one of the supreme treasures. If you can become my elixir for refining divine pills, I can spare your disciples," the Dragon Gate Sect Master declared arrogantly.
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