Chapter 1268 - 1268: Only Sending a Celestial Venerable?

"I've emphasized it countless times already."

Fan Lei glanced at Daoist Venerable Lin Jing with a playful look.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but your Sect Leader doesn't know his place."

"So, this time, I'm not getting involved in these murky waters. You all are on your own!"

At this moment, flying immortal artifacts appeared high in the distant sky.

Shadowy figures included Immortal Palaces and Flying Ships, making for a grand spectacle.

Since Wuding Palace initiated the challenge, the Mowu Sect didn't need to travel; they just waited for the battle here.

Soon, both sides set up their formations outside the Sect.

When compared, the number of people was roughly the same on both sides.

After all, Mowu Sect was fighting on home ground.

But the comparison of strength was truly brutal.

One side had eleven Daoist Venerables and over a hundred Supremes.

The other side had three Daoist Venerables and a dozen Supremes.

"Daoist Venerable Lin Jing, are you still holding on even at this point?"

"If I were you, I would simply surrender."

Daoist Venerable Zhiyan of Wuding Palace spoke with a deliberately sarcastic tone.

"If you surrender now, and I'm in a good mood, I might just appoint you an Inner Sect Elder."

Upon hearing this, the disciples from Wuding Palace burst into laughter.

Ao Xiao Daoist Venerable and others directly started provoking.

"Old man Lin Jing, your dependence is nothing but Fan Lei Daoist Venerable from the Celestial Palace, right?"

"We've long seen through your trump card."

"Let him come out!"

"We'd love to spar with him, give the Celestial Palace a lesson to remember."

"Fan Lei Daoist Venerable, come on out! Don't be a coward!"

Fan Lei Daoist Venerable, who hadn't planned to participate from the beginning, was a bit bewildered by the provocations and insults.

What does this have to do with me?

I'm just here to watch the spectacle, to see how Daoist Venerable Lin Jing meets his end.

How did I end up in the fire?

To clarify, he quickly flew into the arena.

"You've misunderstood, I'm not his ally."

"I have no intention of fighting either."

As soon as he said this, the morale on Mowu Sect's side plummeted to negative numbers.

Meanwhile, the members of Wuding Palace exchanged glances.

The only Daoist Venerable Mowu Sect had 'invited' actually chose to stand by?

Suddenly, they felt the opponents were too weak to be satisfying, unable to grandstand.

Ao Xiao Daoist Venerable and others even deliberately provoked Fan Lei Daoist Venerable.

"Turns out to be a coward, after all?"

"Is the Celestial Palace full of this kind of trash?"

"This is just embarrassing..."

Triggered by their provocation, Fan Lei's face couldn't hold his composure anymore.

He was, after all, the Chief of the Divine Thunder Bureau, a dignified Second-Grade Immortal Official, always carrying himself with dignity.

What's more, the other party had insulted the Celestial Palace as well.

Originally not planning to help, he now felt inclined to make a move.

Perhaps I should join the fight, defeat one of their Daoist Venerables.

Then, I'll gracefully withdraw, not affecting the ultimate outcome but restoring my reputation.

With this thought, he glanced back at the elders of Mowu Sect.

Come on, continue asking me to participate.

This time, I might break my own rules, condescend to lend a hand.

Then he saw Daoist Venerable Lin Jing nodding and bowing to Jiang Cheng, entirely ignoring him.

"Sect Leader Jiang, how should we fight this time?"

Brother Cheng had initially wanted his side to go first, lose, and then come out himself.

That would have a much better grandstanding effect.

After all, protagonists always make a sparkling appearance at crucial moments.

But upon further thought, since he could dominate outright, why let his teammates get hurt unnecessarily?

So, he pulled out a sword from his ring.

"Never mind, I'll just take it all from the start; you all stay back and be the cheering squad."

"Got it!"

Daoist Venerable Lin Jing, who knew him well by now, understood what a cheering squad meant.

He immediately started ordering the Sect elders and disciples to retreat slowly, leaving the grandstanding stage for Jiang Cheng alone.

Then, he commanded the song and dance ensemble to get ready.

"When Sect Leader Jiang wins later, give your best cheers, understood?"

This left not only the members of Wuding Palace but even Mowu Sect's own people twitching at the corners of their mouths.

What's this all about?

Have you truly lost your mind?

Do you genuinely count on just one Celestial Venerable? Could it be any more absurd?

Are you ready to cheer?

Or to prepare for a funeral?

As Jiang Cheng entered the center of the arena with his sword, the people from Wuding Palace were confused yet deeply shocked.

"What is that old man Lin Jing implying?"

"Sending only a Celestial Venerable in the first match?"

"Are they trying to humiliate us?"

"Does this mean we are only worthy of fighting their Celestial Venerable?"

"Then we'll send a Celestial Venerable to take him out."

Daoist Venerable Zhiyan didn't recognize Brother Cheng, but since it was the first match, he wanted to make a good start.

So, he specifically selected the most outstanding Celestial Venerable-level True Disciple from Wuding Palace.

"Remember, make the first battle exude Wuding Palace's spirit, completely crush their morale!"

The chosen True Disciple had initially thought he wouldn't get a chance to participate.

Now, suddenly given the spotlight, with a chance to showcase himself before so many Daoist Venerables, he was as excited as can be.

"As you command!"

He patted his chest in assurance: "However the Sect Leader wants him to die, I'll make him die that way!"

Daoist Venerable Zhiyan nodded in satisfaction.

"Go on, make sure to win decisively."

With mission in mind, the Celestial Venerable-level True Disciple flew in front of Jiang Cheng.

Both of them almost simultaneously drew their Challenge Orders.

The formless Challenge Space then automatically formed.

At this stage, the figurative arrow was already on the bowstring.

Even if one side willingly surrendered without injury, they would suffer this Duan Yang Dao world's rule-based penalty for the loser.

The light consequence might be like Three-Eyed Tiger vomiting blood, severe cases would damage their cultivation foundation.

"No matter how hard your Mowu Sect struggles, it's useless."

That True Disciple flicked the sword in his hand.

"Do you think sending a Celestial Venerable in a fake act can get you past this?"

"Meeting me is your bad luck, you're going to die a terrible death..."

Perhaps because it was rare to have the spotlight, the disciple started with a torrent of typical trash talk.

Brother Cheng was almost running out of patience listening.

"Such a hassle, having to start from the small fry."

"At this rate, when will I meet the elite monsters and bosses?"

He shook his head and directly swung his sword.

This attack didn't even use Sword Dao Realm, because it wasn't needed.

Among Celestial Venerables of the same tier, Sect Leader Jiang was an anomaly; his basic Immortal Power rivaled Supremes.

At this level, he could easily win with simple attacks alone.

Facing the sudden overwhelming attack, the True Disciple hurriedly connected with his Origin.

As a Celestial Venerable, he could tap into a sliver of Origin.

But as soon as his consciousness arose, his Sea of Souls was crushed by the onslaught.

It was a true crushing defeat.

In front of Jiang Cheng's Holy Soul, the Celestial Venerable's Crystal Soul was two levels inferior, utterly unable to resist.