Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

Looking at Dao An, who was unconscious opposite him, and Xuan Xi, who was seriously injured and whose strength had greatly decreased, Wu Yan revealed a triumphant smile.

"It seems that my Buddhist protective skills aren't that great. A simple hidden weapon can break them."

Xuanxi ignored Wu Yan's sarcasm and instead looked behind Wu Yan. "Gilded flying feathers—Sect Master Pei is really generous. This old Daoist really can't understand what benefits the Tianyi Sect has promised that would make you disregard the Qianji Sect's centuries-old foundation and turn to betray it."

Pei Shixian knew that after he had plotted against Dao An, his true identity could no longer be hidden, so he simply came out from the shadows.

"I am doing this simply to follow the trend. As the saying goes, what goes up must come down. The Great Qian Dynasty is no longer what it used to be, and its destruction is inevitable. Among the four major sects, the Thousand Machines Sect has the shallowest foundation and the weakest foundation. Before the world is in complete chaos, I have to make plans in advance for the development of the Thousand Machines Sect."

"So you chose to join the Tianyi Sect?"

Xuanxi gave a cold laugh, her tone carrying a hint of contempt.

Pei Shixian, unperturbed, glanced at Xuanxi and sighed, "Otherwise what? Do I have a better choice? To join the three major sects in a desperate resistance and take action against the Tianyi Sect? — Don't be silly. I'm sure Daoist Xuanxi has already realized that among the grandmasters present today, there are more than just experts from the Tianyi Sect!"

Xuanxi frowned slightly and fell silent.

"Da Yong and Da Li have long been eyeing Da Qian covetously. With Da Qian beset by internal and external troubles, what can it use to fight against these two countries and the Tianyi Sect?" Pei Shixian's tone became agitated. "Li Chengyin's failed breakthrough is no secret. Da Qian without Li Chengyin is like a tiger without its fangs, no longer possessing any deterrent power!"

Just as Pei Shixian was about to say something more, Wu Yan's expression suddenly changed.

The next instant, a high-pitched and loud dragon roar rang out from the horizon, and six huge transparent golden dragons, flowing with golden light, arrived in an instant to the astonishment of the crowd, flying down from the sky and crashing directly towards Wu Yan and Pei Shixian.

Upon seeing the golden dragon appear, Xuanxi finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, picked up the dying Dao'an, and flew away from the place.

"Sacred Sun Nine Dragons Technique!"

A cold glint flashed in Wu Yan's eyes, and he directly raised his palm to strike the six flying golden dragons.

The only person in the entire temple who can unleash the power of the "Sacred Yang Nine Dragons Technique" is that one person!

Terrified, Pei Shixian dared not hesitate for a moment and fled into the distance as soon as the golden dragon appeared.

Pei Shixian wanted to escape, but the flying golden dragon didn't give him the chance.

Before he could fly even a few feet away, one of the six golden dragons that were simultaneously attacking Wu Yan's forehead split off and gave chase.

"—Master Witch, save me!!"

Wu Yan, who was busy fighting the golden dragon, completely ignored Pei Shixian's cries for help.

"Damn!!"

Pei Shixian cursed under his breath and immediately unleashed all his power, releasing all the hidden weapons on his body to bombard the golden dragon that was about to catch up with him.

Although the golden dragon was formed from true energy, it was far more powerful than Pei Shixian had imagined. All the hidden weapons he launched were knocked away without even scratching the golden dragon's skin.

"--No!!"

After letting out a roar of unwillingness, Pei Shixian was directly blasted apart by the golden dragon, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

After Pei Shixian's death, an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in the same magnificent dragon-patterned robes as Li Shilin, appeared in everyone's sight.

Having blocked the golden dragon's attack, Wu Yan looked up at the old man who appeared opposite him and said, "Li Chengyin, you really aren't so easy to kill!"

At this moment, Wu Yan's heart was far less calm than it appeared on the outside.

In that exchange of blows just now, he could clearly feel Li Chengyin's formidable strength!

This kind of strength is not something someone who failed to break through and suffered severe backlash should possess.

But Wu Yan absolutely did not believe that Li Chengyin had successfully broken through.

Therefore, there must be something strange about Li Chengyin!

"Decades ago, the leader of the Witch Cult visited the Great Qian Dynasty. Because I was in seclusion at the time, I was unable to exchange a few moves with him, which is a real pity."

Li Chengyin stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Wu Yan and said indifferently, "Now that Master Wu has graced us with his presence again, and has brought a group of old friends from other countries," he said, glancing at the group of cloaked masters watching in the distance, "it has truly given me a great surprise. This is not bad, whatever grudges we have, we can settle them all today."

Wu Yan sneered, "What arrogance! Li Chengyin, do you really think you're still the number one in the world? Now you're nothing but a paper tiger putting on airs. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

After saying that, his true energy surged up and transformed into a red light that rushed towards Li Chengyin.

"Well done!"

Li Chengyin remained fearless, clenching his fists and unleashing golden true energy, which clashed head-on with Wu Yan like a spirited golden dragon.

"--boom--"

A loud bang followed, and dust filled the air.

Through the smoke and dust that obscured their vision like mist, the crowd could vaguely see two figures, one gold and one red, constantly moving, colliding, and making booming noises.

The two figures moved so fast that no one had time to catch any of their movements.

"Hmph! Let's see how long you can hold out!" Wu Yan roared, raising his hands to the sky and unleashing a torrent of true energy, "—Overlord Demon Art!"

As Wu Yan unleashed this move, a fierce wind arose all around, whipping up sand and stones.

The crimson true energy surging from Wu Yan instantly transformed into a gigantic, hideous ghost face that blotted out the sky.

Li Chengyin's expression turned solemn. Facing Wu Yan's strongest attack, he dared not be careless in the slightest. He directly used all his strength, pushing the "Sacred Yang Nine Dragons" technique to its limit, and his whole body burst out with dazzling golden light.

Sensing that he had reached the limit of his power, Li Chengyin stomped his foot and unleashed nine punches in succession.

The nine golden fist winds instantly transformed into nine soaring giant dragons, coiling and roaring as they charged towards Wu Yan.

Upon seeing this, Wu Yan immediately manipulated the crimson demon mask to open its giant mouth and bite at the nine golden dragons!