Late Arrival to the Grand Opening Celebration?

Chu Tie lost cleanly and decisively. Although he lost an arm, at least he was still alive, and there might still be a chance to reattach the severed arm. His face was pale as he picked up his right arm and sword, and stumbled down from the Immortal Severing Platform.

Immediately, a cultivator from the Chu Household responsible for treating injuries came forward, helped Chu Tie, first performed simple treatment on his wounds, and then immediately sealed his right arm.

The elder of the Chu Household said in a deep voice, "Immediately send Chu Tie to the clan territory and reattach his severed limb."

Special personnel were already prepared nearby and immediately helped Chu Tie onto the vehicle, rushing him to the Chu Household Grounds for limb reattachment surgery.

After seeing Chu Tie off, Chu Yong took a deep breath, gripped his longsword, and prepared to go into battle.

His strength was comparable to Chu Tie's, and he didn't have much of a chance against Jian Xiao of the Void Sword Sect. So he decided to do what Chu Tie did and try to deplete his opponent's stamina and true energy from the start!

"Senior Brother Chu Yong, please wait a moment. I'll go first in this round." At this moment, Chu Xiong had been chanting scriptures with his eyes closed, stood up.

He was tall, standing up to be half a head taller than the people in the Chu Household camp.

"But..." Chu Yong glanced at the clan elder.

"Leave it to me, Elder." Chu Xiong turned to the Old Daoist, "I'm in perfect condition right now!"

He opened his eyes, which were filled with boundless rage, like a fierce Vajra. This perfectly matched the name of his sect, the [Wrathful Vajra Sect]. Anger might affect the performance of other cultivators, but for the disciples of the [Wrathful Vajra Sect], anger was like a buff.

"Alright, be careful to conserve your energy," the elder Old Daoist.

"Don't worry, elder." Chu Xiong slowly walked forward, and a Vajra slid into his hand.

With each step he took, the true energy within his body surged forth like a mighty river, incredibly powerful.

As he walked, he removed his monk's robe, revealing muscles that looked as if they were cast in metal.

The monk's robe he had taken off was wrapped around his waist, making him look even more like the wrathful Vajra in the painting.

"Huh, is he a disciple of the Wrathful Vajra Sect?" Soft Feather could tell Chu Xiong's sect affiliation at a glance from his demeanor.

If the opponent is a disciple of the Wrathful Vajra Sect, then this round is practically a foregone conclusion. Although the Wrathful Vajra Sect is only a mid-tier sect in the Buddhist Sect, regardless of other factors, in terms of combat power alone, their disciples are very strong, comparable to first-rate Buddhist School.

The angrier you are, the stronger you become; the angrier you are, the more courageous you become!

After Chu Xiong stepped onto the stage, Jian Xiao, sitting opposite him, adopted a serious expression.

"The second round, second match of the second stage of the Immortal Severing Platform begins," announced the Golden Core Spirit Emperor of the Everlasting Sword Sect.

The referee had barely finished speaking.

Jian Xiao of the Void Sword Sect suddenly swelled his right arm, making it almost half the size of his body. Then, he raised his broadsword and slashed fiercely at Chu Xiong, unleashing a sword beam!

The sword energy was sharp, almost comparable to the sword energy attack of Third-Grade Cultivator.

Faced with this massive sword energy, Chu Xiong neither dodged nor evaded. He gripped the Vajra pestle with both hands and formed a hand seal. "Break!"

With a roar of "Break!", a giant golden fist erupted from the Vajra in his hand.

The golden fist slammed into the sword energy, shattering it into pieces in an instant.

The powerful punch, still brimming with force, slammed into Jian Xiao, sending him flying and crashing into the defensive formation set up by the Spirit Emperor of the Everlasting Sword Sect.

Jian Xiao's body slowly fell from the defensive formation, coughing up mouthfuls of blood, with a deep fist-shaped mark on his chest.

This blow shattered more than half of his ribs and severely injured his internal organs; it was unknown how long it would take for him to recover.

Is the difference between Second-Grade and Third-Grade really that big?

Jian Xiao looked at Chu Xiong not far away, puzzled. The other man looked down at him from a high position, and the difference between the two was like heaven and earth.

"Void Sword Sect's Jian Xiao concedes defeat!" Xu Zheng, the sect leader of the Void Sword Sect, hurriedly announced, forfeiting on Jian Xiao's behalf.

"Is the difference between Second-Grade and Third-Grade really that big?" Chu Chunying asked the same question.

Jian Xiao of the Void Sword Sect already possessed the cultivation level of the Seventh Dantian at the Second-Grade, and also had an arm with the 'special physique' that Soft Feather mentioned. How could he not withstand Chu Xiong's seemingly casual attack?

"Although the difference between the Second-Grade and Third-Grade is significant, it is not an insurmountable gap. The real difference between Jian Xiao and Chu Xiong lies in their cultivation techniques," Soft Feather explained calmly.

Jian Xiao only cultivates the inherited techniques of the Void Sword Sect... This technique is only slightly better than ordinary, common techniques in the Cultivation World.

Chu Xiong cultivates the techniques of the Wrathful Vajra Sect, and in terms of combat power alone, he ranks among the top in the Buddhist School. Moreover, what Chu Xiong just used was the Wrathful Vajra Sect's unique "Buddha Hand Seal" spell attack.

In this way, the difference between the two is like that between a ten-year-old boy wielding a wooden sword and a grown man wielding a peerless sword.

A suspenseful battle of crushing noobs.

Soft Feather looked towards the location of the Void Sword Sect —facing an existence like Chu Xiong, what methods did the Void Sword Sect have to gain advantage?

Within the Void Sword Sect, Sect Leader Xu Zheng remained calm and composed, showing no signs of panic.

Meanwhile, the two Golden Core Spirit Emperor behind him frequently glanced at the Chu Household's camp. This time, they did not use any methods of intimidation—but the mere gaze of the Spirit Emperor brought immense pressure to the Chu Household's disciples.

The Void Sword Sect is taking advantage of the Chu Household's lack of powerful figures, trying to maximize their own advantage of having two Spirit Emperor as backup.

"Tsk tsk, I originally wanted to let the Chu Household fight another round, so they could show their faces on the Immortal Severing Platform. Too bad they don't appreciate it." Sect Leader Xu Zheng smiled slightly, looking behind him. "Junior Brother, step forward, end this battle, and bring despair to the Chu Household."

"Hehe." A silly laugh came from behind Xu Zheng.

Then a man with a silly, goofy smile stood up; when he smiled so broadly that drool would drip from the corner of his mouth.

Void Sword Sect leader of the Xu Zheng... 142 years old, with the strength of Late Third-Grade Battle King. More than 40 years ago, he was seriously injured, and outsiders thought he had passed away. But in fact, this junior brother has only become a simpleton, and his life is not in danger. Moreover, he has benefited from the misfortune, and his strength has steadily increased.

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On the other side, in the sky above the ocean near China, a beam of light, visible only to cultivators, traveled thousands of miles in an instant.

Enveloped in the sword light, Doudou, Chu Chu, and the little monk all turned pale—they were terrified not only by the lightning-fast movement of the flying sword, but also by what lay beneath it.

Song Shuhang cried out in terror, "Senior White, throw it away quickly! It'll explode! It'll explode!"

Below the Meteor Sword, there was a white missile, about five meters long, with a sleek, aerodynamic shape... What's terrifying is that this thing was activated! The kind that could explode at any moment.

Even more frightening was that Venerable White was currently studying the missile with curiosity, his face showing a restless expression, as if he wanted to dismantle it.

Song Shuhang didn't know if the missile's control system was advanced enough, or if it could track and display how far the missile had traveled after launch.

If the technology were advanced enough, the side that launched the missile would be completely dumbfounded—because their missile would have suddenly disappeared in the air. If their skills were lucky enough to detect the faint signal on their missile, they would find that it had already crossed a fifth of the Earth's surface and was heading towards China. The missile launcher would probably be terrified.

"You're making too much noise, it's bothering me," Venerable White said, turning around with displeasure.

Then, Venerable White confidently declared, "Don't worry, with me here, it won't explode!"

Song Shuhang felt that Venerable White's confident demeanor was very familiar—he thought back carefully and realized that Venerable White was always just as confident when he was taking apart home appliances and putting them back together.

It's definitely going to explode!

If it explodes, people will die!

"Senior White, let's change our toy. If that doesn't work, we can contact True Lord Yellow Mountain and see if he can get us an unactivated missile. We can find a quiet, secluded place to study it properly," Song Shuhang earnestly advised.

"Yes, yes, I remember there are a lot of these buried next to one of Yellow Mountain Big Fool's overseas caves. If Senior White wants to play with them, I'll take you there next time!" Doudou also chimed in.

Venerable White: "..."

Honestly, can't you guys have even a little bit of faith in him? Besides, he's a Seventh-Grade Venerable, after all. He can control the power of a mere missile explosion!

"Stop yelling... I've got it sorted out! This missile won't detonate for now." The Venerable White clapped his hands several times on the missile, leaving behind strange runes. "You should have a little more faith in my skills!"

Song Shuhang and Doudou gave dry laughs.

"Alright, look ahead, we're about to reach the Immortal Severing Platform," Venerable White said to the group.

As he spoke, the Venerable added a surge of spiritual power to the Meteor Sword —What? You mean you need to brake when we're almost there?

No need, Venerable White is very confident in his skills. He can bring the flying sword to a steady stop just one centimeter before landing! Now there's only one thing to do: speed up, speed up!

The speed was so fast that Song Shuhang and the others only felt everything around them flash by in a blur.

With great difficulty, Song Shuhang used his cultivator's eyesight to spot a large arena and two groups of people. These should be the Chu Household and the Void Sword Sect.

"Ready? I'm about to land," the Venerable White's voice rang out.

As he spoke, the Venerable One suddenly remembered something else... Shouldn't it be about time to open the gifts he sent to the fellow Daoists in the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group'?

It's decided. Once we reach the Immortal Severing Platform, we'll activate all the gift boxes.

Modern people all crave celebration, so they set off firecrackers to celebrate when they open their doors.

For a competition like Immortal Severing Platform, a meteor Shower to celebrate the opening would be nice, even if it's a bit late. It doesn't matter, the thought is what counts...