The pressure was like a raging wave, shocking everything in heaven and earth. The ninety-nine elders felt as if they were trapped in hell, feeling cold from head to toe.
Even Jian Yi and other five powerful masters who had reached the perfection stage felt the boundless pressure!
"Is this what you call reconciliation? Or do you want to use force to force reconciliation?"
Wutan frowned. These pressures meant nothing to him, but to the elders around him, they were like the power of heaven and they were impossible to resist.
“Plop!”
Sure enough, just as the words fell, more than a dozen elders could not bear the pressure and knelt on the ground. The strange thing was that after they knelt, there was no longer any pain on their faces.
On the other hand, those who were still standing on the ground had sweat on their foreheads, distorted faces, horror in their eyes, trembling bodies, and their legs shaking constantly. It was obvious that they were fighting desperately.
Suddenly, an inexplicable anger erupted from Wu Tian's heart, and he said gloomily: "You are really unworthy of being the previous generation of Venerables by using coercion to oppress your fellow disciples. The Heaven-Defying Domain is open!"
With a loud bang, the heaven-defying domain fell down, and in the endless anger, the domain that was originally only ten feet wide actually expanded to ten feet wide.
A ten-zhang domain is obviously not enough to protect ninety-nine people. Wutan swept his eyes across the venue and found that there were still more than twenty people outside the domain. These people were the top twenty elders, including the grand elder.
Originally, with their cultivation level, they could easily enter the heaven-defying realm, but they did not do so. Because their cultivation level was slightly higher, they could hold out a little longer, so they gave the opportunity to their companions with weaker cultivation levels.
"These are the real pillars of Shura Palace. Without them, Shura Palace would not be what it is today." Wutan nodded in appreciation.
The little guy and the Insect King were almost unable to bear it. They were about to rush into the Heaven-Defying Realm when they heard Wu Tian say gloomily, "Bring Duan Qijun with you."
The two little guys didn't hesitate, picked up the dying Duan Qijun, and rushed into the heaven-defying realm in an instant.
"Jian Yi, go and protect the twenty elders."
Before Wutan finished speaking, five figures flashed and landed around the twenty elders. Their aura burst out, forming an invisible air shield that isolated all the terrifying pressure outside!
The collision of momentum and pressure immediately brought severe damage to the bodies and minds of Jian Yi and the other four, which could be seen from their pale faces.
"I'll give you three breaths of time to immediately restrain your pressure!" Looking at the eleven people slowly approaching, Wutan's face became extremely gloomy.
However, before he finished speaking, three breaths had already passed. None of the eleven great venerables of the previous generation stopped, but became more and more ferocious. There was a trickle of blood flowing from the corners of the mouths of Jian Yi and the other four!
"I've told you not to do anything too drastic, otherwise you will ruin your retreat." An old man in white spoke, with white hair and beard, a hunched body, and looking extremely old. However, he was the most powerful among the eleven great venerables, a powerful man at the half-step peerless stage!
"Really? Before I came, I told the Great Venerable that it would be better not to force me. If you make me angry, it will not be as simple as integrating the Shura Palace." Wutan smiled, very calmly and indifferently.
But his next move made everyone feel cold both physically and mentally. Wutan stretched out his big hand and grabbed Duan Qijun's left arm. He glanced indifferently at the eleventh great venerable in front of him, and then pulled it hard. With a scream like a pig being slaughtered, Duan Qijun's left arm was actually pulled out alive, and blood splattered everywhere!
“Wujit, stop it right there, otherwise I will cut you into pieces today, no matter how far I go!” an old man in black said grimly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
This person is Duan Qijun's biological brother, Duan Qili, who ranks third among the previous generation of venerables. His strength is also at the perfect stage, but it is undeniable that he is definitely stronger than anyone like Jian Yi.
The big hand loosened, and the arm fell to the ground with a bang, and blood splattered all over the ground!
Wu Tian looked up expressionlessly, his eyes were calm and he said calmly, "I hate old people like you who take advantage of your age. You rely on your status as the seniors of Shura Palace and your small contributions in the past, and you want future generations to respect you and obey you. It's ridiculous! Why don't you think about who has given you the resources for thousands of years so that you can practice in peace?"
Wu Tian pointed at the group of elders behind him and said, "It was them who worked tirelessly to earn resources for Shura Palace, and that is why you have what you have today. Not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you also use coercion to make them submit. What is your right? What qualifications do you have to make them kneel?"
A group of elders felt aggrieved when they heard this. Normally, they themselves did not even realize how great they were. But after hearing what the branch hall master said, they all felt that it made sense. Then they looked at the eleven great masters of the previous generation with indignation. The awe in their eyes disappeared, and what was left was only dissatisfaction and contempt.
"It's terrible. Wutan's mind is too horrible. If we let him continue, perhaps all the disciples of Shura Palace will hate us." Duan Qili's face was gloomy, and he sent a message to his other brothers and sisters.
"We must stop him!" The great master of the previous generation frowned and was about to speak, but Wutan spoke first.
Seeing the expressions of the crowd, Wu Tian was very satisfied and said calmly: "I would like to ask, what have you done for Shura Palace over the years? Why do you act so arrogantly here? I will warn you one last time. If you immediately restrain your pressure and submit to me, I will spare his life!"
After Wu Tian finished speaking, he didn't look at their expressions. He lowered his head and looked at Duan Qijun, whose face was hideous and distorted. He smiled grimly: "Your life depends on their performance."
"ah… "
A shrill wailing sound was heard, and Duan Qijun's right arm was torn off by Wutan. A few drops of blood splashed onto Wutan's face. At this moment, he looked like a ruthless Shura, extremely creepy!
"Wutian, you'll have a hard time dying!"
Duan Qijun roared hoarsely. As a healer in the perfect stage, the pain was not enough to make him faint. His body and mind, every nerve in his body, were hit by unspeakable pain. It was simply a fate worse than death!
"What? Are you going to take action?" Wutan grabbed Duan Qijun's left foot, looked up, and a chilling smile appeared on his face.
"Stop, I am willing to surrender, I just hope you can let my brother go." Duan Qili couldn't bear to see his brother continue to be tortured, and finally gave up his dignity and face.
"Third brother, what are you doing? Are you scared of just a youngster?" A woman in white shouted. This person's name was Feng Hongxiang. She was one of the Four Venerables of the previous generation and her strength was also at the Perfection Stage.
"Third brother, if something unexpected happens to the twelfth brother, I promise you that Wu Tian will definitely not survive today." The former great lord frowned, stared at Wu Tian, and said in a deep voice: "I will give you a chance. Release the twelfth lord immediately and cut off your arms. We can put this matter behind us."
"If you don't use your power to pressure me, perhaps I would agree, but you are wrong at this step. You must surrender today." Wutan flatly refused, domineering and arrogant.
It doesn't matter if I cut off my own arms. As long as Xiao Wuhao is here, I can just reconnect them after they are broken.
"Haha! Very good! It seems that after thousands of years of not taking action, my reputation as King Shura has been forgotten by the world. Even a yellow-haired boy dares to be arrogant in front of me!"
The face of the previous great venerable turned cold, and his dry and rough hand pushed out horizontally. The dark power surged, flowing upstream like a waterfall. The pitch-black hand that covered the sky appeared in an instant, blocking the scorching sun. The devil's power rolled in all directions, suppressing Wutan!
"So powerful! What should we do? The previous great venerable, would he really want to kill us?" some elders said in horror.
Hearing this, the four venerables of the previous generation said: "As long as you don't go along with Wu Tian..."
“Don’t panic!” Wu Tian smiled coldly and suddenly shouted, interrupting the words of the four previous masters, and shouted: “As long as I am here, they will never be able to hurt you!”
Wutan looked over and saw swords one, two, and three appearing in a line. The power of gold surged, and the left and right hands of the god, which were glowing dimly black, suddenly burst into endless divine light. Then, accompanied by a loud bang, the two gloves merged into one, and the power of the holy weapon immediately spread in all directions!
"What a shit Shura King you are! The title of Shura King is only worthy of our legion commander. Kill him!"
Jian Yi and the other two shouted loudly, and the golden gloves expanded rapidly. In the end, they were almost bigger than the giant hand that covered the sky. It was like a star falling to the earth, shining with divine light, and its holy power shocked all things!
boom!
Two giant hands that covered the sky met in the sky, just like the sun exploding. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, the sky and the earth were shaking, the rumbling sound shook the sky and the earth, and the dazzling light made it impossible for people to open their eyes!
The air waves surged like a tornado. Wutan and others who were in the heaven-defying realm were fine as all the energy was isolated outside. However, the great elder and other twenty people were not so lucky. They were blown away and crashed into the sect master's hall. Their faces turned pale and they spurted out blood!
“The holy soldiers are indeed powerful, but unfortunately your cultivation is not enough, and you cannot revive them all. If you have no other means today, you will all die here!” The former great venerable was shocked back thousands of feet, blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth, but his voice was full of power, and his momentum was several times stronger than before!
"Do you think that this is the only ability I, the Sword Sealer, have?" Jian Yi and the other two relied on their holy weapons and did not move at all. They were rooted here like towering trees. However, when they heard the arrogant words of the great master of the previous generation, the bloodiness of the three was immediately aroused.
"The heart sword comes out of the body!"
The sword on his back was unsheathed and merged into the top of his head. Then, accompanied by three clanging sounds, three golden heart swords emerged. The momentum of the three people suddenly soared, almost reaching the edge of the half-step unparalleled stage!
"I've always heard that those who seal the sword can improve their combat power. After seeing it today, it is indeed extraordinary. The devilish clouds are surging!" A trace of solemnity finally appeared on the old face of the former great master. He stretched out his arm and pointed to the sky.
Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in from the sky like waves. In just a few breaths, they filled the sky. The world was suddenly plunged into darkness. If it were not for the holy soldiers spreading their light, illuminating all directions, it would have been almost pitch dark!
"Are you ready to kill him?" Wu Tian's eyes flashed coldly, and he smiled at Jian Yi and the other two, "Don't kill him, leaving him here will be of great use to me."
(End of this chapter)