"Under sainthood... this Daoist's divine ability is invincible!"
As soon as Duke finished speaking, the Chan Sect immortals' expressions changed drastically. Had Duke said this at the beginning, they would only have scoffed at him. But after witnessing him utterly crush them, they instinctively chose to believe him.
For a moment, the Chan Sect immortals unfurled the Auspicious Clouds above their heads, casting down golden light to protect themselves. Each held their magic treasures in hand, standing ready for battle. Unfortunately, the way their feet slowly shifted backward showed that none of them had the courage to take the attack head-on. They were merely waiting for Duke to make his move before turning and fleeing.
Duke secretly shook his head. Primordial Heavenly Venerate's disciples truly could not compare to Sect Master of Heaven's. Their cultivation was inferior, their temperaments were inferior, and even among fellow disciples, they were endlessly petty and sordid.
"Greetings, fellow Daoists!"
Duke raised a hand and swept it forward. Five-Colored Divine Light shot out, and the Chan Sect immortals indeed turned and ran. However, they were not Lu Ya and did not possess the Golden Crow's rainbow-transformation escape art. Before they had taken two steps, the Five-Colored Divine Light wrapped around them. In an instant, they vanished without a trace.
Silence fell before the camp gates. Duke had captured eleven Golden Immortals with a single move. Counting True Person Yellow Dragon hanging from the flagpole, all Twelve Golden Immortals had been wiped out.
Speaking of the flagpole, after Yang Jian had once again been hung up, he still refused to give up. Seeing his martial uncles come to challenge the enemy, he secretly thought this was the perfect chance to escape. Yet just as he freed himself from the flagpole, the eleven Golden Immortals were taken