I've waited for you for a thousand years, and I've lived this life just to meet you

He glanced at Wu Younian, his voice heavy and cold, "It's just that I didn't expect you to have such a bad character. I don't think the Temple Master is much better. Having people like you lead the Medicine God Temple is not only a tragedy for the Medicine God Temple, but also a tragedy for the Medicine God!!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings fell into dead silence, with only the sound of heavy breathing coming one after another.

"Ah……"

A clearly provocative chuckle suddenly rang out.

A man in a white robe stepped out from the crowd and stood quietly beside Wu Younian.

He wore a false smile, but his eyes were as sharp as a hawk. He stared directly at the Purple Sky Divine Monarch and spoke slowly, "Old Ancestor, after all your impassioned speeches, what you really mean is that you think the Divine Temple is inferior to the Goddess of Heaven, right?"

Purple Sky Divine Lord stared directly at the man in white with an icy gaze. The last trace of warmth on his face vanished completely, leaving only a bone-chilling chill and undisguised contempt. "You underestimate the way of heaven, and you overestimate yourself!"

His voice suddenly turned stern, like a thunderclap:

"I say you're stupid because you're too arrogant! You're so arrogant that you don't even know your own weight!

Is the strength of the Temple today due to the insignificant Taoist skills of the Temple Master? No, it is due to the Medicine God!

The Purple Sky Lord's gaze was like a sharp blade, slashing across the faces of Wu Younian and the man in white. Every word he spoke was resounding, "The Temple is not the Medicine Temple! Do you understand? You are just a bunch of pathetic creatures who have usurped the throne!"

A cold light flashed in the white-robed man's eyes, but he forced a provocative smile on his face: "I would like to know if the Wuji Immortal Sect's ancestor's strength is as sharp as your tongue?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole area fell silent!!!

The eyes of all the onlookers were instantly focused on the man in white like sharp arrows, with disbelief and astonishment written all over their faces.

Isn't this guy an idiot?

Is he blind?!

The scene of the people of Tiandao being crushed by Zixiao Divine Lord is still vivid in our minds!

Luan Yunping, the Grand Elder of Zixiao Immortal Palace, took a deep breath, his pupils trembled violently, and his heart was filled with fear.

This Yang Fan! Is he looking for death?!

He was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he blurted out a sharp scolding: "Yang Fan, shut up..."

"Hahaha……!"

Before he could finish his words, Zixiao Divine Lord's laughter rang out, a hearty laugh tinged with a chilling chill. Almost at the same time, his figure suddenly vanished into thin air!

The fake smile on Yang Fan's face froze instantly, and a premonition of death rushed to the top of his head.

His figure was like an arrow shot from a strong bow, retreating madly, bursting out with the peak of demigod realm without reservation, and punched out towards the void in front of him!

boom!

A terrifying punch that was powerful enough to collapse mountains and split seas shook the void and struck out fiercely.

Rumble!

A shocking explosion resounded through the sky.

Yang Fan only felt an irresistible force directly imprinted on his body, as if he was hit hard by an invisible ancient sacred mountain. Blood spurted out of his mouth and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

This flight turned into a streak of light, and was instantly blasted out of the range of the Tianqiong Mountains, heavily crashing onto a distant mountain, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.

"hiss!"

Everyone onlookers gasped, their scalps tingling, their faces suddenly changing. Purple Sky Divine Lord's attack was so fast that no one could even see how he did it.

What frightened them even more was that this ancestor... seemed to have shown mercy? He merely knocked Yang Fan away, but didn't kill him?

Su Yu'er and Xiao Mohan exchanged glances, a flicker of surprise in their eyes. This old ancestor had clearly shown mercy!

Wu Younian opened his mouth and his body trembled slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the Purple Sky God, with fear mixed with unspeakable resentment.

Zixiao Divine Lord stood in the void with his hands behind his back, gazing at the smoke and dust rising from the Tianqiong Mountains. A smile of undisguised contempt hung on his face. "It seems that words alone are not enough. You also need strong fists!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared again!

Yang Fan, who had just struggled to get up, felt that the terrifying aura had locked onto him again.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and boundless fear instantly overwhelmed him. Dignity and face were all thrown out of the window.

He had only one thought - escape!

But, it's too late!

A terrifying fist mark that transcends the limitations of space instantly appeared behind him.

"Do not!!!"

The desperate roar came to an abrupt end!

boom!

Yang Fan's powerful demigod body exploded!

A glimmering, terrified soul fled hastily from the exploding blood mist, trembling.

Yuan Shen's face was filled with boundless fear and regret. He had only just arrived at the scene. If he had known how terrifying this ancestor was, how could he have dared to say a word?!

Zixiao Divine Lord stared coldly at the trembling Yuanshen, and said in a chilling voice, "Do you know why I have allowed your Yuanshen to remain immortal?"

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of unquestionable majesty: "That's because I still have a bond of kinship with the ancestors of the Purple Sky Immortal Palace. If not, you would have been shattered by now, your soul would never be reborn!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan's soul was shaking so much that it almost collapsed. He dared not say a word.

Wu Younian suppressed his fear, but a twisted look of triumph flashed in his eyes. He raised his head abruptly, and his voice, filled with determination, resounded throughout the room: "Old Ancestor! Today you have insulted my temple and harmed my allies! From this moment on, the temple and the Wuji Xianzong are completely severing all ties! At the same time, I swear hereby that the Wuji Xianzong will no longer have a place in this immortal world!"

"Hahaha……"

Purple Sky Divine Lord laughed heartily, his laughter filled with endless mockery. His laughter suddenly stopped, and he looked down at Wu Younian as if he were a fool. Every word he said was like a hammer, "Little Emperor Nian, being used as a pawn without even realizing it. It's simply... ridiculous! Pathetic!"

Wu Younian's heart was shaken, and his face turned pale: "You...what do you mean?!"

A hint of mockery flashed in Zixiao Divine Lord's eyes, and he blinked mischievously: "What do you mean? I won't tell you! You idiot! Hahahaha..."

The laughter filled with endless contempt echoed in the void, severely hurting Wu Younian's nerves.

The laughter faded, and Zixiao Divine Lord fixed his gaze on Su Yu'er. The playful arrogance on his face instantly vanished. He nodded slightly to Su Yu'er, his tone sincere, "Goddess of Heaven, today I offer this remnant of my soul to beg you. This unworthy disciple of the Wuji Immortal Sect has offended the Heavenly Majesty. I hope Your Majesty will consider my ignorance and show mercy! I do not ask for the Wuji Immortal Sect to dominate the world, but only for... the continuation of the Taoist tradition and the perpetuation of the incense!"

Su Yu'er and Xiao Mohan were both stunned when they heard this.

Su Yu'er immediately clasped her fists and returned the greeting, her voice cold and firm: "Grandmaster, you are too kind. I, Su Yu'er, always distinguish between gratitude and resentment, and never kill innocent people. Besides, we have no grudges, so I will not start a war rashly."

A relieved smile appeared on Zixiao Divine Lord's face, and he nodded, "With the words of the Goddess of Heaven, I feel at ease!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the depths of the void, "Demon Emperor, not all of your enemies are as stupid as the people in the Temple."

Almost at the same time, Su Yu'er and Xiao Mohan looked into the void, and a knowing smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

The Demon Emperor, he is coming!

Below, Luan Yunping, Lei Mingtao, Ou Jinheng, and Tuoba Yun exchanged glances quickly.

Tuoba Yun's eyes flashed, and he whispered, "Just now I was still weighing the pros and cons. After all, the Divine Temple is so powerful. Now it seems that this Emperor Nian is simply foolish. If he helps Zhou Shijie, my Sea God Palace will be doomed. Waiting and watching the situation develop is the best strategy!"

Ou Jinheng's lips were covered with undisguised sarcasm. "Why would the Temple send such an idiot to preside over the battlefield of gods and demons? His intelligence... I'm afraid he's even worse than a pig!"

Lei Mingtao took a complicated look at Emperor Leiyu, who was kneeling on the ground and was his deputy sect leader. Finally, he let out a heavy sigh and remained silent.

From the depths of the void, a barely audible hum echoed, carrying a hint of helplessness at having their whereabouts discovered. It was none other than the Demon Emperor Yanzhu, who had gone into hiding to welcome the demon clan.

I was discovered by this old guy. How boring!

The repeated rebukes from Lord Zixiao and the silence of the leaders of the four major sects were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely crushing Wu Younian's tense nerves.

When he was denounced as a "fool," this fig leaf was torn off. This great humiliation completely ignited the pent-up violence and madness in his heart.

All the weighing of pros and cons and the majesty of heaven were drowned out by the raging anger and murderous intent.

"Old bastard!!"

A crazy roar of extreme resentment, like the roar of a dying beast, resounded through the sky.

His eyes were icy as he stared intently at Zixiao Divine Monarch. He then suddenly turned towards Su Yu'er and Xiao Mohan and shouted, "Stop spreading rumors and misleading the public! You're spreading alarmist rhetoric! What's the Demon Emperor's choice? It's all bullshit! It's nothing more than a conspiracy between Heaven and the demon race!"

He suddenly raised his arms high, like a madman, and roared hysterically at the people from the five major forces behind him: "The Temple belongs to you! Zixiao Immortal Palace! Lingxu Immortal Sect! Haishen Immortal Palace! Wuji Immortal Sect! What are you still hesitating about?! The people of the demon race are right before our eyes, and there is also this Heavenly Dao that protects the demon race and allows itself to fall into depravity.

"Today, if the demon race and the Heavenly Dao are not completely annihilated, my Canglan Immortal Realm will be doomed and there will be no peace forever! Kill them... for this emperor!!!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to ignite the flames of war with his fanatical incitement, deliberately ignoring the warnings of the Purple Sky God and the silence of the leaders of the four major sects.

And what responded to him was a dead silence and coldness!

The disciples of the four major sects, namely, Sea God Palace, Purple Sky Palace, Lingxu Immortal Sect, and Wuji Immortal Sect, looked at each other and cast their eyes on their leaders, waiting for instructions.

Luan Yunping, Lei Mingtao, Ou Jinheng, and Tuoba Yun remained expressionless and motionless. Even the disciples behind them subconsciously tightened their weapons, but not a single step forward!

What's even more ironic is that even the people in the temple looked at the crazy Wu Younian with hesitation in their eyes, and even a hint of barely perceptible contempt, and no one responded!

Everyone around was watching Wu Younian perform a solo!