"Essence Magic Rain!"
Wutan just let out a light shout, stretched out his arm, and lightly pointed to the sky, as if it contained an almighty magical power. In an instant, dark clouds rolled in the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and then drops of ink-black rain poured down from the dark clouds!
The black rain fell heavily on everyone, but what was strange was that the Shura Legion and the Dark Legion, in short, anyone who belonged to Wujitani's side, did not show any abnormalities except that their bodies were stained black.
However, it was different from the previous generations of great masters. The elemental power that gushed out of their bodies disappeared at an extremely fast speed!
The face of the former Second Venerable Cang Muxue changed, and he hurriedly warned: "Everyone be careful, this is Ru Fengren's Huayuan Magic Rain, I don't know how it was controlled by Wu Tian, the little beast."
"Be careful? How can I be careful? The sky is full of magic rain and there is no way to avoid it!" Feng Hongxiang's tone was gloomy and he was extremely angry. He didn't expect that after dominating the world for thousands of years, he would fall into the hands of a little brat who only lived for about a hundred years.
Cang Muxue said in a deep voice: "He is only at the initial stage of cultivation. The magic rain can only suppress us for a while. According to my estimation, it will only last for a dozen breaths at most. As long as they can survive these dozen breaths, it will be their doom."
"What a joke! Ten breaths are enough to kill us on the spot..."
Before Feng Hongxiang could finish his words, dense attacks came down like a devilish rain, and it was as if a magnitude twelve earthquake had occurred in this place. The ground was cracked, halls collapsed, and the disaster affected an area within a radius of thousands of miles!
Fortunately, the disciples of Shura Palace had received orders to withdraw from Shura Palace before, otherwise, they would have been destroyed along with the land, and no one knew how many people would have been buried!
Everything within a radius of thousands of miles was destroyed and razed to the ground, except for the main hall of the palace, which was intact. There was a layer of brilliant golden light on it, isolating all the energy. It goes without saying that this was the method used by the Great Venerable.
At the same time in the Nine Heavens, when the devil rain fell, the face of the former great venerable changed drastically, and his body suddenly stiffened. In that instant, Jian Yi and the other two seized the opportunity and activated the Hand of God to give him a devastating blow!
After a mouthful of blood spurted out, it fell from the sky like a meteorite, and with a loud bang, it smashed directly into the deep underground!
"Find him, and beat him unconditionally when you find him!" Looking at the smoke-filled area ahead, Wutan gave an order, and the people from the two legions rushed into the smoke like bandits coming down the mountain.
"The eleven previous venerables are here."
In an instant, a loud shout was heard, followed by a quarrel, and then the sounds of punching and kicking, and of course, screams were inevitable.
"I found one too!"
"There is also a ..."
In less than ten breaths, all ten venerables of the previous generation were found. Naturally, they were beaten up afterwards, and none of them showed any mercy. In fact, they did not dare to hold back. After all, the other party's cultivation was at least at the perfection stage. If they did not beat them down, they would be the ones who would suffer.
"boom… "
"ah… "
The fierce and loud sounds of punches and kicks, and the shrill and painful wails, echoed between heaven and earth. Everyone looked at each other, finding it hard to imagine what the scene was like in the thick smoke.
However, one thing is certain, that is, the ten great venerables of the previous generation are definitely suffering more than death now.
The Great Elder's expression changed, but he couldn't help but stepped forward to persuade, "Master Wutian, in my opinion, it's enough. After all, they are all seniors of Shura Palace. If this matter gets out, it will definitely damage the reputation of Shura Palace!"
"What a bunch of old stubborn people." Wu Tian cursed in his heart, and said calmly: "Grand Elder, don't worry. I have my own plans. After this incident, I will definitely raise the prestige of Shura Palace to an unprecedented height."
Sometimes, people who are too loyal can also be annoying. Wu Tian didn't understand this sentence before, but now he deeply understands it! A group of elders put aside past grudges and did not distinguish between right and wrong. They only had one goal, which was to protect the interests and reputation of the sect.
However, Wutan was not a fool. He directly talked about the future of Shura Palace. Sure enough, after hearing this, a group of elders shut their mouths consciously with a slight smile on their faces.
Time passed slowly, and when the dust settled, almost half an hour had passed, and the ten great venerables of the previous generation had been beaten for a full half an hour.
Looking at the miserable state of the ten people and the scene like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, even Wutan couldn't help but feel scared, let alone a group of elders and people from Wanbao Pavilion.
The ten great venerables of the previous generation had been beaten to the point where they no longer had any human form, but the people from the two legions still did not let them go. Fifteen or sixteen of them gathered together, using their fists and feet, in high spirits and with great joy.
Especially the previous Great Venerable and the Second Venerable, who were given special attention. Jian Yi and three others led the team personally. Their punches and kicks were powerful, and every blow was fully effective. The two men's bones were almost completely broken. If it weren't for their powerful cultivation, they would have been left with only a pile of meat paste.
Compared with these ten people, the several great masters in the Palace Master's Hall can be considered very lucky.
Duan Qili's heartbeat quickened, his chest heaved violently, and he was terrified. He was glad that his previous choice was a wise one, otherwise, he would have been among those being abused.
"Drag him into the hall." Wutan gave the order, and took the lead in entering the hall and sitting on the hall master's throne.
Cang Zheng stood beside him, with the little guy and the Insect King on his shoulders. The elders, the Wanbao Pavilion, and the people from the two legions stood on both sides, leaving an open space in the middle specifically for the Ten Great Honored Ones.
The swarm of blood-sucking insects hovered outside the hall, surrounding the entire building. Although they showed no malicious intent, they made the guards turn pale, their legs go weak, and their bodies tremble!
Jian Yi and others each twisted one person with their hands. A powerful man in the Perfection Stage, one of the top ten great masters of the Shura Palace, was twisted in like a little chicken. With a few bangs, he was thrown on the ground like garbage.
"If anyone is still angry, hurry up and say it now." Everyone thought Wutan had something important to announce, but they didn't expect that after he uttered such a sentence, a large number of people fainted.
"Us!" The little guy and the Insect King took the lead and started beating us up. Their ruthlessness made even the people from the two large legions feel ashamed and inferior to them!
In the end, even Cang Zheng couldn't help but kick him a few times, which made the people in Wanbao Pavilion on the side almost drop their jaws in shock. Is this still the same young pavilion master? Why does he feel different? It seems that he needs to go back and report to the pavilion master. If he continues like this, the young pavilion master will definitely be led astray by Wu Tian.
Naturally, they put the blame on Wu Tian.
"Okay, if you torture me any more, I'll be really tortured to death."
Wutan waved his hand to stop the two little bastards who were becoming increasingly out of control. Then, without giving the ten people any chance to refute, he directly signed a soul contract with them. Naturally, he did not let go of the contemporary Venerable who was lying on the ground powerlessly.
With a wave of his hand, a log appeared. He glanced at Jian Yi, who understood what he meant. He lightly drew a line in the air with his finger, and a sword light flashed out, splitting the log directly into two halves. As for the monkey wine, not a drop was spilled.
Jian Yi bowed and said, "My fellow elders, we are friends of Wanbao Pavilion. I am sorry to bother you today. If you don't mind, please take some monkey wine with you. It will be the commander's token of gratitude to you all."
Who would dislike the world-famous monkey wine? After hearing this, they came forward and took out various utensils. They filled them up before retreating to the side. However, everyone was very self-aware and only took about one pound at most.
In a moment, the two logs were at the bottom.
"Thank you, Master Wu Tian."
"Thank you, Lord Wutian."
Only then did they bow and express their gratitude.
"It's okay. We are all fellow disciples and friends. We should share the benefits together." Wu Tian smiled faintly, pointed at a dozen venerables, and said, "Give them some too. I still have things for them to do."
With the help of monkey wine, the ten great venerables of the previous generation and the eight great venerables of the present generation quickly woke up from their coma. Although their injuries were not healed, they had no problem moving their muscles and bones.
"The soul is controlled?!"
Their first reaction upon waking up was to check the condition of their bodies. When they found something wrong with their souls, their faces changed color and they became a little stunned. Then they looked at other people and found that their expressions were the same.
The previous generation of Venerables and the current generation of Venerables, two groups of people from different eras, looked at each other, and finally a bitter smile appeared on their faces. It turned out that both generations of Venerables were defeated by Wutan. If this were to be spread out, people would laugh their heads off.
"You're meeting the legion commander, and you still don't bow?!" Jian Yi shouted.
Hearing this, the eighteen people immediately glared away, but when they saw the sneer on Jian Yi's face, it was as if they were hit by a wake-up call. A strong struggle and hesitation flashed in their eyes, but they finally compromised.
"Greetings to the Lord of Wutan Palace." The eighteen people bowed and saluted.
"Huh..."
Seeing this, Wutan let out a long sigh. After some turmoil, he finally dealt with both generations of Venerables, and the task assigned to him by the Great Venerable was finally completed.
"Mr. Wutan, now that the matter has been settled, we will leave first." The man in red who was the leader of Wanbao Pavilion bowed.
Wu Tian smiled faintly and said, "Thank you all for your help today. I will definitely come to thank you another day. Gui Mei, please see us off for me."
After seeing off Wanbao Pavilion and others, Wutan withdrew his gaze and began to ponder. He didn't say anything, and naturally others didn't dare to speak either. For a moment, the place fell into deep silence.
Only after the ghosts returned did Wu Tian raise his head and glance at the twelve great masters of the previous generation. He said, "It is impossible for Shura Palace to have two generations of masters. From today on, you are the twelve great protectors of Shura Palace, and you will protect the safety of Shura Palace."
"I will follow the orders of the Lord of Wutian Palace!" The twelve people bowed together. In fact, they were very unconvinced, but there was nothing they could do! Their lives were in the hands of the other party, so they had to obey!
Nodding, Wu Tian turned his gaze and looked at the Third Venerable, saying calmly: "Let me make it clear to you first. If your ambitions don't disappear, I'm afraid your life will be in danger."
The Third Venerable's body trembled, cold sweat broke out, and he hurriedly said: "I dare not. I will swear to protect the interests of Shura Palace and the safety of the disciples!"
"Yes." Wu Tian was silent for a moment, then ordered: "From today on, all eight of you great venerables will go to Zhongyaozhou, meet up with the Second Venerable and others, and stay in Shura City. Any invading enemy will be killed immediately without mercy!"
"Uh!" Several people were stunned, and the third venerable asked in confusion: "If we all go there, what should we do here?"
"Haha, the Twelve Dharma Protectors have been at ease for so long, it's time for them to do their part. What do you think, am I right?" Wutan smiled faintly and looked at Duan Qijun and others.
"That makes sense..."
The twelve people nodded hurriedly, as if pounding garlic, with expressions that were extremely sincere, but in fact they were regretting it to the core. Why didn't they just enjoy their retirement instead of coming out to meddle in such trivial matters? As a result, they not only failed to take care of the trivial matters, but also suffered losses themselves.
"Okay, I now declare that the eight great venerables will be stationed in Shura City of Zhongyao Continent, the twelve great Dharma protectors will be stationed in the main hall of Shura Palace, and the ninety-nine elders will continue to perform their duties as before. Except for the twelve great Dharma protectors, all others may disperse!"
"Why did he leave us here alone? Did he think he hadn't tortured us enough and wanted to continue to torture us?"
Upon hearing this, the twelve Dharma protectors froze up instantly, and a feeling of uneasiness surged through their hearts like a tide. They could imagine without even asking, that being left behind by this bastard would surely lead to nothing good!
(End of this chapter)