Liu Xundao versus Sikong Hao!

With the arrival of the three top powers of the Eastern Region...

The Cultivators from various large and small forces waiting outside the gate of the Taiyi Sect were already deeply shaken, and discussions were rife.

The top forces observing the ceremony have all arrived; now, only the people from the Wandao Sect are left!

And just then, a vast purple qi crossed the sky, coming from the east and stretching for three thousand miles!

"It's the Wandao Sect's Purple Qi Eastward Boat!" someone exclaimed in surprise.

At these words, everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it!

Because the appearance of this purple qi crossing the sky meant that one of the protagonists of this challenge, the people from the Wandao Sect, had arrived!

Inside the main peak hall of the Taiyi Sect.

Sect Master Lu Changhe was exchanging greetings with Human Emperor Ji Yan, Divine Artifact Sect Revered Master Mountain of Fire, and Divine Monk Liaochen of the Bodhi Secret Land.

As the Purple Qi Eastward Boat slowly docked at the main peak square, the expressions of the four became slightly solemn.

They looked at each other simultaneously.

They all sensed an unfathomable, abyss-like terrifying aura lingering on that flying boat!

Presumably, that was Sikong Hao's rumored Dao Companion, the one from the Central Continent... the Deity Transformation True Lord, Murong Yan!

Soon, led by a deacon of the Wandao Sect, Sikong Hao took the lead and entered the hall.

Behind him followed a middle-aged beautiful woman with an elegant and extraordinary bearing; it was indeed Murong Yan.

Behind the two of them followed a young Disciple looking around curiously; it was Sikong Hao's Personal Disciple, Chen Fan.

It was worth mentioning that the Wandao Sect Revered Master, Sikong Wu, did not appear.

In fact, at this moment, Sikong Wu was within the Wandao Sect, mobilizing troops and making detailed preparations.

He had already made up his mind.

As soon as the news of the end of Sikong Hao's challenge arrived, he would immediately lead the elites of the Wandao Sect to the Taiyi Sect.

Then, with the help of his daughter-in-law Murong Yan, he would destroy the Taiyi Sect in one fell swoop with the momentum of thunder!

Inside the hall, everyone greeted Murong Yan.

Then Lu Changhe's gaze fell on Sikong Hao.

Feeling his powerful Nascent Soul Eighth Layer aura, Lu Changhe's brow twitched imperceptibly, and then he revealed a gentle smile.

"Nephew, we haven't seen each other for many years, and your cultivation has progressed so much; it's truly worth celebrating. During the challenge later, please show some mercy to Xundao."

However, facing the gentle words of Lu Changhe, the Sect Master of the Taiyi Sect, Sikong Hao did not appreciate it.

His expression was indifferent, and he only gave a faint cupped-hand salute.

"Sect Master Lu, you are mistaken."

"In a challenge, one should naturally go all out. This is not only respect for the opponent but also respect for cultivation itself!"

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to say more!"

At these words, the smile on Lu Changhe's Face froze slightly.

His heart stirred.

He had called Sikong Hao "nephew" to show closeness, but Sikong Hao had called him "Sect Master Lu" and "Fellow Daoist," acting like a complete stranger.

Moreover, in his words, he didn't give even a bit of Face.

This... he's likely not here with good intentions!

Lu Changhe cast an inconspicuous glance at Murong Yan, whose aura was unfathomable, beside Sikong Hao.

Alarm bells rang in his heart.

Beside him, Ji Yan, Mountain of Fire, Divine Monk Liaochen, and the others also had their eyes flickering.

But their Faces remained impassive.

Afterwards.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Sikong is quite right." Lu Changhe chuckled and said no more.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, he immediately stood up and led everyone to Xundao Peak.

"Eh?"

Ye Qing's heart suddenly stirred, and he looked up at the people flying toward Xundao Peak.

His gaze quickly swept over Murong Yan. This woman is the Deity Transformation True Lord?

To be honest, Ye Qing felt... well, average.

Then Ye Qing withdrew his gaze inconspicuously.

When Lu Changhe and his party arrived at the top of Xundao Peak.

Sikong Hao's gaze instantly locked onto the elderly figure standing by the sea of clouds.

In an instant, there was nothing else in his eyes; all his mind was concentrated on Liu Xundao!

It was a complex look mixed with sentiment and soaring Battle Intent!

Feeling this burning gaze.

Liu Xundao slowly turned around, a faint smile appearing on his Face.

"Fellow Daoist Sikong, I hope you have been well since we last met?"

Sikong Hao looked at the former opponent before him, whose hair and beard were all white and whose aura was stuck at the Nascent Soul Sixth Layer.

He felt he was somewhat listless.

He shook his head, a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

"Once, you were a high mountain that I felt was difficult to surpass, but looking at it now, I've realized... you are nothing more than this!"

Hearing this, Liu Xundao smiled faintly.

Me, nothing more than this?

That's because my Foundation was damaged, so my cultivation couldn't progress!

You useless thing, your Foundation isn't even damaged, and yet you're only at the Nascent Soul Eighth Layer Realm.

Those who didn't know better would think you'd reached Soul Transformation!

Relying on having a Soul Transformation Dao Companion to dare to run back to the Eastern Region, and now you're here... putting on what kind of act???

Even challenging me, if it weren't for a Soul Transformation expert backing you up.

See if I would even pay attention to you!

Of course, on the surface, Liu Xundao was still very peaceful, smiling: "I am ashamed. After many years apart, I am far inferior to Fellow Daoist Sikong!"

Hearing this, Sikong Hao became even more high-spirited, and his body also emitted an increasingly powerful and matchless sense of self-confidence.

He took a step forward, looking like he didn't want to say anything more, his expression cold.

He spoke:

"Since it's come to this, there's no need for more words!"

"Let's fight!"

The moment the words fell, the terrifying aura of Sikong Hao's Nascent Soul Eighth Layer erupted, like a mountain torrent or a tsunami, sweeping across the entire top of Xundao Peak!

His whole person soared into the sky, his body's magic power surging, causing the wind and clouds to change color!

Seeing this, Liu Xundao's eyes were as calm as an ancient well, but deep within those old eyes, a long-lost sharpness flashed.

He sighed softly and shook his head.

"Please!"

With one word spoken, Liu Xundao's figure also soared into the air.

Although the aura of the Nascent Soul Sixth Layer was not as violent as Sikong Hao's, it was as heavy as a rock.

He stood firmly in the Void Realm, facing Sikong Hao from a distance.

The great battle was about to break out!

Below Xundao Peak, many Taiyi Sect Cultivators watching the battle held their breath, staring fixedly at the sky.

And on the peak, Human Emperor Ji Yan and the others also had varying expressions, waiting for this duel between Spell Prodigies.

"Revered Master is mighty!"

Sikong Hao's Disciple, Chen Fan, was full of excitement and admiration at this moment, unable to help but shout words of encouragement.

In his view, his Revered Master was a Great Cultivator of the Nascent Soul Eighth Layer and had the guidance of a Deity Transformation True Lord; his mastery of Spells had long since reached the pinnacle.

On the other hand, that Liu Xundao was nothing more than an old piece of rotten wood with a damaged Foundation and a cultivation stuck at the Nascent Soul Sixth Layer!

In this battle, Revered Master would surely crush his opponent with the momentum of thunder and the force of a dry branch being snapped.

Revered Master would surely be as dazzling as a bright star!

However, the situation in the sky did not develop as he thought.

"Boom!"

Sikong Hao was the first to strike.

His hands formed seals, and he muttered incantations.

In an instant, thunderclouds gathered in the sky, and a thick, bucket-sized purple divine lightning, carrying a destructive aura, struck down toward Liu Xundao's head!

"Purple Heaven Lightning Art? It has some skill."

Liu Xundao's expression remained unchanged as he simply raised his hand and pointed forward.

"Water Curtain Heavenly Splendor!"

In an instant, majestic water Spiritual Qi gathered, forming a crystal-clear, shimmering water-blue canopy over his head.

Rumble!

The purple divine lightning struck the canopy hard, erupting in a deafening roar!

Lightning and water splendor intertwined, and the violent energy aftermath spread in all directions, tearing through the clouds!

However, that seemingly fragile water curtain was exceptionally tough, stubbornly neutralizing all the power of this Purple Heaven Divine Lightning!

"What?!"

Chen Fan's cheering stopped abruptly, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Sikong Hao's pupils also constricted, but he reacted extremely quickly, and his offensive rose again!

"Burning Heavens, Red Lotus Sea of Fire!"

"Gengjin Qi, obey my command, turn into ten thousand blades, strike!"

"Great Earth Divine Mountain Seal!"

For a time, various Spell lights flashed wildly in the sky.

Sikong Hao displayed his mastery of Spells to the fullest.

Gale, fire, metal, earth... for a time, various phenomena appeared in the sky, and Sikong Hao's offensive was also continuous.

Like raging waves, one after another surged toward Liu Xundao!

However, no matter how fierce his offensive was, Liu Xundao always remained calm and composed.

He stood in the Void Realm, treading with Profound Footwork.

His hands sometimes drew circles and sometimes formed seals.

He could always resolve Sikong Hao's attacks one by one in the most ingenious and effortless way.

Sometimes he channeled water to roar like a Dragon, sometimes he condensed the breeze into invisible sharp blades; every gesture was naturally in accordance with the Dao, harmonious and smooth.

For a time, the two were actually fighting evenly, with neither side gaining the upper hand!

This scene left Chen Fan completely stunned.

How is it possible?

Revered Master is at the Nascent Soul Eighth Layer! How could he fail to take down a Nascent Soul Sixth Layer for so long?

Not just him.

Even Murong Yan, beside Sikong Hao, had a hint of gloom pass over her elegant and noble Face.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze cold, and a trace of indistinct killing intent quietly locked onto Liu Xundao.

This Liu Xundao indeed seems to be her husband's Dao Heart demon!

This person must not be allowed to stay!

Ye Qing watched the duel in the sky quietly, his heart also feeling a slight sigh.

Liu Xundao's mastery in the path of Spells was indeed at the pinnacle, and his control over the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was perfect.

As for that Sikong Hao... Ye Qing shook his head.

It seemed that the reason the first was the first was that Liu Xundao back then was truly invincible among his peers in the Eastern Region.

And the reason Sikong Hao used to be second was not that he really had the strength to sit firmly in second place, but because... there were still too few Prodigies who could fight in the Eastern Region back then.

Otherwise, if there were more Prodigies, with his level, Ye Qing felt he might not even be ranked in the top five.

Of course, the damaged Foundation also had an extremely serious impact on Liu Xundao.

Ye Qing could see clearly.

As the battle continued, every time Liu Xundao activated his magic power, there would be a moment of stagnation and stuttering.

At the same time, a trace of imperceptible pain would flash across his old Face.

That was the Dao wound acting up.

Every time he circulated his spiritual power, it was like being cut by a knife or chiseled by an axe, causing Liu Xundao extreme pain.

Ye Qing thought to himself: It seems the winner will soon be decided.

Sure enough, as time passed, Liu Xundao's magic power circulation became increasingly difficult, and he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Hahaha! Liu Xundao, you can't do it anymore!"

Sikong Hao keenly captured this point, and his heart was instantly filled with wild joy!

He had waited for this day for far too long!

Finally, after so many years, he could finally, rightfully and personally, defeat this high mountain that once pressed down on him so hard he couldn't breathe!

"Defeat for me!"

Sikong Hao roared to the sky, raising his hands high.

With a thought, he channeled the Nine Heavens thunder, gathering it into a huge Lightning Battle Spear.

With the power of a Heavenly God descending to judge all, he threw it fiercely toward Liu Xundao, whose aura had already begun to become disordered!

At the same time, he was extremely excited and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

I won! I finally won!

Liu Xundao, and people of the Eastern Region, do you see! Facts prove that I, Sikong Hao, am the number one in Spells in the Eastern Region!

Hahaha... Hmm? Wait!

The wild laughter in Sikong Hao's heart stopped abruptly, and his pupils suddenly constricted!

Because he was horrified to find that in the area that had been completely covered by endless lightning, Liu Xundao's aura had actually... disappeared!

What happened?!

The next moment, a gentle voice sounded behind him.

"Fellow Daoist Sikong, your methods are indeed formidable."

Sikong Hao's hair stood on end.

He turned his head sharply, only to see Liu Xundao standing behind him like a ghost, with a smile on his Face.

One hand was already lightly placed on his shoulder.

That figure seemed to have walked out of the ripples of water, silent and mysterious.

Seeing this, Sikong Hao's pupils constricted!

"I only relied on some small tricks to luckily avoid your lightning offensive."

Liu Xundao said with a smile: "I think our sparring today should end here?"

Liu Xundao's words were undoubtedly giving Sikong Hao some Face.

Everyone could see it.

Just now, if what he had placed on Sikong Hao's shoulder was not a palm but a Flying Sword.

Or a deadly Spell, Sikong Hao would already be a corpse!

Of course, Liu Xundao indeed didn't want to fight anymore.

His Foundation was damaged, and his magic power circulation up to this point was at its limit; he truly didn't have much strength left to fight.

Furthermore, in his view, Sikong Hao's methods were just so-so, nothing worth continuing to observe.

If they continued to fight, although he could win, he would probably have to pay a significant price.

Since he couldn't observe anything beneficial and would be injured for nothing... it wasn't worth it.

It would be better to stop here and call it a draw.

This way.

People who didn't know the inside story would think that the higher-cultivation Sikong Hao had the grace to take the initiative to let him off.

If this spread, it would be good for both their reputations.

However, Sikong Hao didn't think so!

A draw? End here?

No! He was not willing!

He had planned carefully and endured hardship for so many years, even not hesitating to agree to marry into the Murong family. What was it for?

It was for today, to be able to personally step on Liu Xundao!

A draw, to him, was the greatest humiliation!

"Go to hell!"

Sikong Hao's eyes turned fierce, and killing intent surged in his heart.

He turned around suddenly, and his long-accumulated magic power gathered in his palm, striking fiercely at Liu Xundao's chest, which was close at hand!

This palm strike was fast, ruthless, and without warning!