Chapter 1295 - 1295: Ever More Low-Level Battles

"Being a Daoist Venerable really pays off."

Feeling the massive boost, Brother Cheng was overjoyed inside.

"If only there were Daoist Venerables lining up to give me this every day, that'd be perfect!"

Thoughts like that were just something he amused himself with in his heart.

If that got out, everyone here would probably be coughing up blood.

Adding the nine Daoist Venerables he'd taken out in the recent sect challenge, the ones who'd died by his hand already totaled forty‑three.

This guy had only been in Duan Yang Dao for a short while, and he'd already almost wiped out half the Daoist Venerables here.

And he still wasn't satisfied?

Did he really think Daoist Venerables were cabbages growing by the roadside?

Once he leaves in the future, this place will definitely go through a round of sect power reshuffling, and it'll probably stay turbulent for a long time.

Just then, a figure suddenly flashed across the arena.

The Speed was unbelievably fast—below a Daoist Venerable, the Mowu Sect disciples couldn't even see it clearly.

"Who's that?"

Daoist Venerable Lin Jing and Daoist Venerable Ming Jia exclaimed at the same time.

"Not good!"

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

High above in the sky ahead, a middle‑aged man in green robes stood in the Void, leisurely looking down on everyone present.

He hadn't deliberately released any kind of pressure.

But the moment they saw him, many of the Mowu Sect disciples couldn't help crying out and retreating again and again.

"Yuan Ke Daoist Saint!"

"Why did he come?"

A Daoist Saint's deterrent power was immense.

What's more, Yuan Ke Daoist Saint was holding a bright red Token in his right hand.

What else could it be but the Hundred Battle Order?

"We're screwed!"

"The Hundred Battle Order actually ended up in his hands."

"How could this happen…"

At this moment, even Daoist Venerable Lin Jing, who'd always been full of confidence in Brother Cheng, couldn't help showing a worried expression.

As for everyone else, they went straight to despair.

Within the boundaries of Duan Yang Dao, the Hundred Battle Order was already a BUG‑tier item that could break the balance.

And Yuan Ke was the only Daoist Saint in Duan Yang Dao.

When those two were combined, how were the others supposed to survive?

"Sect Leader Jiang…"

Daoist Venerable Ming Jia pulled a long face. "You were way too careless this time, weren't you?"

"The moment the challenge ended, you should've put that Hundred Battle Order away!"

The instant the group with Silver Quan Daoist Venerable got wiped, the challenge had already ended.

Since Silver Quan was dead, the Hundred Battle Order became ownerless on the spot.

And Yuan Ke Daoist Saint had clearly been squatting outside from the start, just to seize that brief chance to snatch the Token.

"Hahahahaha…"

Holding the Hundred Battle Order, Yuan Ke looked at everyone's panicked expressions, feeling thoroughly pleased.

"Divine Objects belong only to the strongest. In the end, this Divine Object still came to me."

He glanced at the site where Silver Quan and the others had fallen, shaking his head with a hint of mockery.

"I told them they couldn't handle it, but they wouldn't listen."

"Was this something you lot were worthy of possessing?"

At this moment, Brother Cheng also slowly flew up to face him.

And while he was at it, he cheerfully cupped his hands toward him.

"Congratulations, congratulations! Congrats on getting what you wanted!"

Jiang Cheng was in the Saint Soul Realm, and he'd fought countless battles.

Yuan Ke could fool the others, but there was no way he could fool Jiang Cheng's senses.

The instant the fight ended, he already knew this Daoist Saint was peeping from the side.

Worried that if he chased after him, the other guy would run again, he'd deliberately left an opening and let Yuan Ke "snatch" the Hundred Battle Order.

This last big fish was something he was determined to reel in.

Unfortunately, Yuan Ke himself had no idea what he was thinking.

He thought Jiang Cheng was just bluffing.

"Heh, to be honest, if it weren't for you, I still wouldn't have gotten this Hundred Battle Order."

Before this, the Hundred Battle Order had always been in the hands of the Heaven‑breaking Alliance.

Those Daoist Venerables weren't like Sect Leader Jiang, finding the Token too hot to hold—they guarded it very tightly.

Under normal circumstances, Yuan Ke Daoist Saint really had no chance to snatch it.

Jiang Cheng's appearance completely disrupted the power structure of Duan Yang Dao, and it counted as giving him an opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

A cold light flashed in his eyes as he deliberately sneered.

"Thanks to you, I was able to succeed."

"Tell me… how should I thank you?"

"If you really want to thank me, then hand over all your belongings." Brother Cheng said just like that.

Yuan Ke Daoist Saint, who'd been smugly putting on airs with his Yin Yang‑weird tone, suddenly choked.

He even couldn't help thinking it over.

That line of his was meant to mock him for making wedding clothes for someone else—any normal person who heard it should be hopping mad, right?

Why did this guy take it as him genuinely wanting to thank him?

Yuan Ke Daoist Saint suspected Jiang Cheng was doing it on purpose, but he had no proof.

And off in the distance, the Three-Eyed Tiger was fanning the flames.

"Go on then, show some gratitude!"

"You talk such a big game—how come there's nothing concrete?"

"Pah! What bullshit Daoist Saint, you don't even have this tiny bit of breadth of mind!"

Fan Lei Daoist Venerable and Yan Yi beside him were speechless, and the Mowu Sect crowd were also torn between laughing and crying.

In a certain sense, running into this duo, Yuan Ke Daoist Saint really had found his nemesis.

Yuan Ke Daoist Saint felt he couldn't keep going along with their rhythm.

Otherwise, before the fight even started, he'd already become a joke.

"Enough talk."

He slowly raised the Hundred Battle Order, his expression solemn and cold.

Brother Cheng was actually quite curious.

What kind of game was this Daoist Saint planning to play with him?

Honestly, the other guy didn't need to restrict anything.

All he needed was a normal duel with both sides' Power fully unleashed—for now, Sect Leader Jiang still shouldn't be able to beat a Daoist Saint.

Even though he'd wiped out that many Daoist Venerables, that was all taking advantage of the Hundred Battle Order's restrictions.

Once the Challenge Space formed, the two still stood facing each other.

Yuan Ke Daoist Saint had no intention of looking for helpers.

As a dignified Daoist Saint, he still had that much pride.

Brother Cheng then discovered that this time, he was basically no different from an ordinary person.

Immortal Power, Divine Soul, Rules, Mental Realm, and even his Bloodline were all sealed outside this challenge.

He couldn't even transform into the Azure Dragon True Body.

Only the Immortal Body couldn't be sealed—otherwise he really would be a normal human.

"What kind of nonsense setup is this…"

After four battles with the Hundred Battle Order, he'd found that these fights had a tendency to spiral downward toward the Low Level end.

If there was a fifth round, he had no idea how much lower it could go.

Were they going to tie up their hands and feet and have a full‑on trash‑talk contest?

"We're at least High-tier Immortals, and we're fighting at such a Low Level—isn't this way too damaging to our forced‑cool image?"

He glanced back at the Mowu Sect disciples.

Then he helplessly spread his hands.

"There are so many spectators watching, all waiting to see a Daoist Saint unleash his mighty power…"

"At least let everyone feel like they got their money's worth."

Yuan Ke Daoist Saint simply couldn't understand his peculiar sense of mission.

He took a deep breath, and next, Jiang Cheng suddenly sensed a strange force coming from him.

"This is?"

Yuan Ke let out a cold snort.

"You think a Daoist Saint is someone you can challenge across Realms?"

"This time, I want to see how you can still defy the heavens!"

With that, he launched his attack on Jiang Cheng.