After walking out of the Cave of Ten Thousand Beasts, Old Twelve left Wutan and the other two and left with Tiangang, saying that he wanted to heal his wounds.
"Old man, why are you so worried about Frog Master? Am I really so shameless?" The little guy muttered dissatisfiedly, lowered his head to look at himself, grinned, and felt pretty good about himself.
"Little Emperor, according to Di Tian, the little girl has been in seclusion and hasn't come out yet. Do you think we should go see her?"
Wu Tian hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Forget it, maybe she is at a critical moment. If we go there rashly, we might disturb her. Let's go back to Cuishanju!"
"That's true, but I haven't seen her for a few years and I miss her a lot." The little guy nodded, sounding a little lost.
After practicing in the holy land for a few years, the two were not in a hurry and walked slowly towards Cuishanju. On the one hand, they wanted to relieve the boredom of these years, and on the other hand, they wanted to see what Shura Palace looked like.
Since entering the Shura Palace, Wutan has been either busy or in seclusion. Apart from Cuishanju and the Palace of the Great Venerable, he knows nothing about other places.
Along the way, they saw buildings of various shapes and colors. The majestic and magnificent buildings astounded the two men. The Shura Palace was indeed much more powerful than the Yan Sect.
The average strength of the disciples is several levels higher than that of Yan Zong. The people met on the road are basically above the minor stage of transformation. Moreover, they don’t look very old, and some are still boys and girls. They are obviously newcomers who entered Shura Palace in recent years.
The strength of the newcomers alone has reached this level, worthy of being one of the three top forces.
As for the disciples of the older generation, their average cultivation level is at the initial stage of expanding their meridians. Such strength is several times stronger than that of the first-rate sects.
Back then, most of Yan Zong’s direct disciples were at the great completion stage and the perfection stage. In comparison, the two cannot be compared at all.
The two of them walked on the path, their auras restrained, just like ordinary disciples, so no one paid much attention to them. They just glanced at them quickly and then looked away.
Since entering the Shura Hall, no one except the twelve great venerables and elders, as well as the disciples of the Shura Hall, has seen Wutan. The older generation of disciples may have heard of this name, but as for the new disciples, they may not even have heard of it.
After all, Wutan has been in seclusion for too long, so long that people have forgotten him. Even if those who participated in the Hundred Sects Competition that year appeared, even Shan Youde and others, if they met him at this moment, they would probably find it difficult to remember him for a while.
"You know what? Yesterday, Senior Brother Min Yang challenged Senior Brother Shan. If he wins, Senior Brother Min Yang will officially become a disciple of Shura."
"No way, didn't Senior Brother Min Yang defeat Senior Brother Wuhen a few days ago?"
"It is absolutely true. My cousin's friend's cousin's eldest brother is a disciple of Shura Hall. I witnessed it with my own eyes yesterday. It cannot be false."
"I really envy Senior Brother Min Yang. He has only been in Shura Palace for four years, but he has already defeated dozens of Shura disciples. I estimate that Senior Brother Shan might also lose this time."
"Shh! Keep your voice down. Don't let Senior Brother Shan's cronies hear you. Otherwise, when you wake up tomorrow, you'll be like Senior Brother Mi and the others, with no underwear left."
Several boys and girls gathered together, whispering to each other in a very low voice, but Wutan and the little guy had high cultivation levels, so nothing could be hidden from the ears of the other two.
The two looked at each other with a hint of curiosity in their eyes. They walked forward and Wu Tian asked, "Friends, is the Senior Brother Shan you are talking about Shan Youde?"
Hearing this, several people looked over with alert expressions. One of the girls stepped out of the crowd and carefully looked at Wu Tian for a moment, wondering, "Senior Brother Shan's name is well-known to everyone in Shura Palace, but you don't know him. Could you be a new disciple?"
Wutan smiled faintly and did not answer. With this look in the eyes of several people, they really thought he was a new disciple. They breathed a sigh of relief and their vigilance was greatly reduced.
A young man stepped forward and said, "Junior brother, you are new here, so you must not address Senior Brother Shan by his name in public, otherwise something bad will happen to you."
"What do you mean?" Wu Tian was puzzled.
The young men chattered non-stop until half an hour later, when Wutan bowed, said goodbye and left.
"Little Emperor, I didn't expect that after not seeing them for a few years, Shanwicke and the others have become so awesome, especially the fat guy. He hasn't changed his bad habits and is still so wicked." The little guy whispered.
Wutan shook his head, feeling deeply moved for a moment.
Time can really change a lot. At the beginning, Shan Youde and dozens of others came here with the elders of Shura Palace. In just a few years, they made a great name for themselves.
We learned from several young men that Shan Youde, Wu Feng, Zhang Ting, Xu Yan, Lan Miaomiao, Han Ning, the burly man, and the three girls Xiao Ai, after several years of practice, have far surpassed the original Shura disciples and are among the top ten, collectively known as the Ten Outstanding Shura Girls!
The rest of the people also entered Shura Hall through hard work, but their strength was slightly inferior to that of Shan Youde and other ten people.
As for the four people, Di Tian, Ye Tian, Tian Gang and the young master of Shura Palace, they have become legendary figures in Shura Palace. They are usually in seclusion and seldom show up. Many new disciples have only heard of their names but have never seen them in person.
In addition, there are also many newly emerging geniuses, such as Min Yang mentioned by several young people. This person is a genius that is rare in a century. He is only twenty years old, but his cultivation has reached the minor success stage of expanding the meridians, and he has defeated dozens of Shura disciples in a row.
As long as he defeats Shan Youde today, Min Yang can officially become a disciple of Shura Hall.
Shura Hall is the genius camp of Shura Palace. Everyone in it is a rare genius in cultivation.
Shura Hall also represents supreme honor, possessing resources and status several times greater than that of ordinary disciples. Only by becoming a Shura disciple can one attract the attention of the Twelve Great Venerables.
Wutan changed his mind and planned to go to Shura Hall to see these old friends.
As we walked along, we saw more and more people, whispering constantly, all discussing who would win and who would lose.
Wutan said nothing, following the crowd and slowly walking towards his destination. The little guy's golden eyes were rolling around, and no one knew what he was up to.
“Get lost!”
"Get out of the way! Senior Brother Min Hao is coming, you rookies, make way!"
Suddenly, shouts were heard from behind, and the originally noisy path suddenly became quiet. Everyone retreated to the sides, with expressions of deep fear on their faces.
Seeing this, Wu Tian was curious and looked back. He saw a blue-haired young man, walking with the gait of a dragon or a tiger. He was about eighteen years old, six feet tall, wrapped in purple clothes, with a look of great arrogance on his face.
In front of the young man, two young men in red led the way. They had arrogant looks on their faces, kept shouting, and looked at the disciples around them with disdain.
The little fellow said: "This person has only just begun to cultivate his meridians, but he has frightened these disciples so much. It seems that he is not a simple person."
Wutan nodded and the disciples on both sides stepped aside. There were some who had made some or all of them great success in expanding their meridians, but when they looked at the blue-haired young man, they did not dare to look him in the eye. Their eyes were filled with fear. It was obvious that this man had a strong backing.
"I can't stand this kind of bully, little emperor, do you want to teach him a lesson?"
Wutan shook his head and took two steps back to make way. It was not because he was afraid, but because the young man's strength was not worth his effort, or he just disdained it.
He thought so, but others might not think so. A young man in red stepped forward, his eyes gleaming fiercely, and said unkindly: "Boy, who did you just call a puppy? Say it again if you dare!"
The little guy didn't lower his voice on purpose, so the three of them heard it all. However, they all thought it was Wutan who said it, because no one would believe that a small beast the size of a palm could speak human language.
"Are you talking to me?" Wutan frowned.
“Haha, a newbie actually frowns. Is he angry? Haha.” The young man in red laughed, then his face suddenly darkened and he shouted, “Kneel down quickly, kowtow to Senior Brother Min Hao and admit your mistake. If you bark like a dog a few more times, I will spare your life.”
The little guy's golden eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he was calmed down by Wutan and looked at the three people quietly.
Seeing that he was indifferent, the young man in red had a cold light in his eyes and said sternly: "I told you to kneel down, didn't you hear me? Don't force me to do it, or it won't be as simple as kneeling down."
The red-clothed youth's companion laughed at him, "You really don't know how to live or die. You dare to scold Senior Brother Min Hao, and you don't even consider your own weight. It would be fine if you kneel down and kowtow nine times to admit your fault. Otherwise, I'm afraid no one can protect you today."
"Haha, it seems that my prestige has faded since I, Min Hao, last showed up for a few days. Some people even dare to disobey me. It seems that I have to rebuild my prestige!" Min Hao stepped forward with a smile on his face, but it was an extremely cold sneer.
He pointed a finger at Wu Tian and said calmly, "Kneel down and kowtow. Make sure you kowtow loudly. Every time you kowtow, say that you are a dog until I come out of Shura Hall."
Arrogance and conceit were fully displayed in this person at this moment.
"Kill them all." Wutan only said these three words and turned and left.
"Go there!"
Two young men in red stretched out their arms, and their big hands were like eagle claws, grabbing towards Wutan's head. However, before they could get close, three golden lights flashed out and broke through the air.
The little guy attacked, pointing out with his little paws continuously, and then without even looking at the result, he turned his head, lay on Wutan's shoulder, and followed him away.
"ah!!!"
Three screams were heard in succession, and three golden lights pierced through the foreheads of the three people swiftly and fiercely. Blood spurted like arrows several meters away, and they fell to the ground and died on the spot!
Until their death, the three of them had no idea that they had provoked someone they shouldn’t have.
Until they die, they don't understand that they are dead!
"suck… "
Immediately, there was a sound of cold gasps at the scene, and everyone looked at the white-haired young man in disbelief. It was unbelievable that three disciples in the Tuomai stage were killed so easily and instantly.
"Who is he? When did such a terrifying killing god appear in Shura Palace?!"
Everyone was guessing the identity of the white-haired young man, but no one had ever had the impression of such a person existing. It was as if he appeared out of thin air.
(End of this chapter)