Time passed little by little, and everyone in Chan Teachings was exposed.
True Person Huang Long was the first to be unable to hold on, and was hit by Soul Falling Array Black Sand. He screamed, fainted, and was sent out of the formation by Yao Bin's magic power.
Immediately afterwards, Grand Master Lingbao was caught in the poison wave of Red Water Array. Although he managed to escape, he was seriously injured and lost the ability to fight again.
Juliusun's escape technique was broken, and he was frozen into an ice sculpture by Cold Ice Array. Although he was not dead, he could not move...
The army was defeated like a mountain!
As personnel are lost, the remaining people are under greater pressure.
Although Randeng, Guang Chengzi and others tried their best to support, Breaking the Formation had no hope.
Finally, Daoist Randeng let out a long sigh, with a hint of exhaustion and bitterness in his voice that spread throughout the formation.
"That's it! I'll wait... to admit defeat! Fellow Daoist, please remove the formation!"
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like the last thunder striking the hearts of every Chan Teachings disciple.
Lost...
Lost all three games! Total defeat!
Ten Heavenly Lords laughed heartily after hearing the words, but he followed the words and slowly removed the evil spirit of the formation.
The arena reappeared, and everyone in Chan Teachings was seen in a miserable state, some were injured, exhausted, or sent out unconscious, and there was no trace of Orthodox Xuanmen's grace and grace.
Daoist Randeng looked gloomy, and with the few remaining junior brothers, he bowed deeply in the direction of Primordial Heavenly Venerate, without any words.
The entire edge of chaos was filled with deathly silence.
Daoist Randeng's surrender, filled with endless exhaustion and bitterness, was like the final death knell, ringing in the hearts of every Chan Teachings disciple.
Ten Heavenly Lords heard this, looked at each other and laughed heartily.
They slowly withdrew their formations, and the evil aura of annihilation that filled the sky receded like a tide, revealing the true face of the Chaos Arena, as well as the embarrassed Chan Teachings immortals inside.
I saw that the twelve Chan Teachings masters who were originally surrounded by immortal light and had pure Tao bodies were now staggering around and their breath was weak.
True Person Huang Long was unconscious, being held up by a clear light; Grand Master Lingbao's face was blue and purple, he was sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath, trying his best to force out the poisonous red water from his body; Juliusun was still sealed in the ice, his beard and hair were all white, only his eyes could move, showing fear.
The others, such as Guang Chengzi, Chi, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, etc., also had damaged robes, messy buns, dim light, and frustration and disbelief written on their faces.
They tried their best and even entered together, but they couldn't even really break through a large formation, but ended up like this!
Daoist Randeng looked gloomy, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.
He silently put away Spirit Coffin Lamp, and with a few younger brothers who were still able to move, he helped up the injured and unconscious fellow student, bowed deeply towards the cloud platform where Primordial Heavenly Venerate was, lowered his head, and said no more words.
Victory and defeat are decided, and the outcome is tragic.
Daoist Randeng took a deep breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength, faced the west viewing platform, and declared in a dry and heavy voice.
"The third game,...Interception Sect wins."
"This time Chan and Jie Sects Dao Discussion Grand Competition...Interception Sect, win all three games!"
The final verdict fell, like a huge stone thrown into a dead lake, but it aroused silent shock.
The Chan Teachings camp is in complete despair.
Immortal Official Nanji, Yun Zhongzi and other meritorious immortals showed sadness on their faces, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
Lost all three battles, completely defeated!
This is not only losing the lottery, but also completely trampling on the face of Chan Teachings "Orthodox Xuanmen" and the majesty of the saint Primordial Heavenly Venerate!
In stark contrast, Interception Sect was as ecstatic as a volcano erupting!
"Win! We won!"
"Win all three games! Hahaha!"
"Look who dares to underestimate me Interception Sect!"
Tens of thousands of immortals cheered, the sound shook the sky, countless escaping lights, demonic winds, and clouds intertwined and hovered over the Golden Ao Island camp, and it was difficult to suppress the excitement.
The faces of Daoist Duobao, Golden Spirit Holy Mother and other direct disciples were all red. Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao, Luo Xuan and other heroes who had just won were even more honored. Ten Heavenly Lords held his head high and accepted the congratulations and admiration of his fellow disciples. He felt that practicing cultivation in this life was worth it!
Sect Master Tongtian couldn't hold it back any longer, he suddenly stood up and looked up to the sky with a smile. The laughter was filled with the joy of Yang Mei's exhalation and the pride of Primordial World.
"Hahahaha! Okay! Okay! Okay! I, Jie Sect Disciple, am here to show off my power today. I will win all three battles and sweep across Chan Teachings! This is God's will and a sign that our way will be prosperous! Teaching without discrimination, Myriad Immortals Come to Court, this is the right path!"
His eyes were like lightning, and he glanced at the livid Primordial Heavenly Venerate opposite him. Although he did not utter any more words of ridicule, the meaning in his eyes was obvious.
In his opinion, this battle completely established Interception Sect Primordial World's status as the greatest religion and proved that his way is correct!
Primordial Heavenly Venerate sat on Nine Dragon Agarwood Chariot with an expressionless face, like a jade statue.
But if you look closely, you can see that his fingers on his knees are slightly curled up and his knuckles are white.
The originally pure and peaceful Jade Clarity Immortal Light around him suddenly felt an imperceptible wave. This was a sign that the Holy Heart was extremely angry but was suppressing it forcefully.
His eyes were lowered, not looking at the cheering Interception Sect, nor at the embarrassed disciples. He just stared at a place in the void, as if he wanted to freeze the chaos.
He, who values the appearance of a saint the most, felt a burning pain on his face at this moment, as if he was being burned by countless gazes.
Three Pure Ones's unhappiness when the family broke up, and his usual disdain for the Interception Sect's "controversial atmosphere", all turned into invisible slaps at this moment, slapped hard on his own face.
Especially Tongtian's unabashed pride made him feel so depressed that he almost wanted to burst out.
But after all, he took the saint's face into consideration and could not lose his composure at this moment.
He slowly raised his hand and waved lightly at the bunch of floating lottery heads floating in the air.
Three Lights Divine Water, Supreme Clarity Calamity-Breaking Sword Talisman, Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir, Primordial Origin Qi of Creation, Wutu Mother Qi, Law of Wood essence, Bodhi Seed... Many extremely precious treasures turned into streams of light and flew towards Sect Master Tongtian.
"The lottery prize belongs to you according to the agreement."
Primordial Heavenly Venerate's voice was calm and without any emotion, but anyone could feel the huge waves underneath the calmness.
Sect Master Tongtian laughed, rolled up his sleeves, and put away all the winnings. Without even looking at Primordial, he said loudly to the thousands of immortals at the door.
"This is the result of your concerted efforts! I will take my own share of the rewards!"
This statement made Interception Sect thousands of immortals cheer with thunder.
Lao Tzu sat in the center, not saying much from beginning to end. At this moment, he just shook his head slightly. I don't know if he was sighing for Primordial's persistence or sighing for Tongtian's publicity.
Empress Nuwa and Empress Houtu looked at each other, stood up quietly, nodded slightly to Three Pure Ones, and drove away in auspicious clouds.
Qingxuan has long since disappeared, as if he just came to watch the excitement.
The two saints Jieyin and Zhunti from the West, with strong expressions of pain on their faces, bowed their heads to Primordial Heavenly Venerate and Sect Master Tongtian.
"Two Daoist brothers, the important event has been completed, I will take my leave."
When he turned to leave, there was a hint of calculation and gloating deep in his eyes.
Zhenyuanzi, Minghe and other Great Power also stood up to leave. Before leaving, they glanced at the miserable Chan Teachings and the jubilant Interception Sect with complicated eyes, each with their own thoughts in mind.
Soon, all the Primordial World Great Power people who were watching the ceremony left, leaving only Chan and Jie Sects people, and the atmosphere became even more confrontational.
Primordial Heavenly Venerate didn't stop any longer, and didn't even look at Tongtian one more time. He just said in a deep voice behind him.
"Go back to the mountain."
Nine Dragon Agarwood Chariot changed direction, ran through the void, and headed towards Kunlun Mountain silently.
Randeng, Guang Chengzi and other remnants of the defeated army supported their injured fellow disciples, and followed them in disgrace and dejection. They were so glorious when they came, but so miserable when they left. They came in a brilliant light, but when they left they were gloomy and gloomy.