Peerless Elegance, or a Peerless Joke?

Blood fell in the Mount Shouyang Manshan Clan, bathed in the immortal blood, went mad.

Terrified!

Petrification!

This scene stunned everyone; they were all dumbfounded and terrified by the ferocity of the Manshan Clan.

Just moments before, the radiant and awe-inspiring immortal of the Chan Sect, a disciple of Sage, was brutally torn apart, his blood staining Mount Shouyang.

While everyone was shocked, a hint of disdain also arose in their eyes. What kind of bullshit Chan Sect immortal was he? He made such a grand entrance, with such imposing aura and an expression of invincibility on his face.

That's it...?

It looks nice but is useless!

For a time, in the eyes of all living beings in the Primordial World, the Chan Sect Disciple were beginning to become a laughing stock.

The main problem was that Taiyi Zhenren was too pretentious, making them think he was invincible and unparalleled in the world. In the end, he was torn apart by life in no time, and the contrast was too great.

If they had been more low-key, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

"See? What did I tell you? I could kill three of the Chan Sect members with one punch, maybe even more..."

At the foot of Mount Shouyang, the Green Lion laughed heartily, oblivious to everyone around him, which startled the people nearby, causing their eyebrows to twitch wildly and involuntarily moving away.

It seemed as if they were afraid of having an attack and biting themselves.

"Not bad, this boy has the style of my Witch Clan." Qiangliang looked at the Manshan Clan's strong physique, his face full of approval, and said calmly.

Although the Manshan Clan Human Race, their physical strength alone is comparable to that of the others.

"So-so, still far inferior to me," Zhurong said coldly, arguing with Qiangliang. If you say it's good, I'll definitely say it's bad.

"Heh... I'll have to see what you've got another day." Qiangliang glanced at Zhurong and sneered slowly.

Xingtian and Houyi sighed, "Here we go again. The two Ancestral Witch are at it again. If it weren't for their intervention, they would have fought eight hundred times already."

On the Heavenly Court side, the immortals looked grim, not from anger, but from suppressing laughter. If it weren't for the dignity of the Sage, they would have burst into laughter long ago.

At the same time, they also felt a lingering fear. They were lucky they hadn't acted rashly and challenged him; otherwise, those two halves of his body would have been their fate.

Yaochi and the Queen Mother of the West looked at Randeng and the others with strange expressions, hesitant to speak, because the faces of the immortals of the Chan Sect were already darker than the bottom of a pot.

Scary.

It feels like a bomb, ready to explode at the slightest touch.

"Damn it! How dare you kill my junior brother!" Chijingzi said with a livid face, his scalp tingling with rage, and it took him a long time to calm down.

"What revenge? Taiyi isn't dead yet! Quickly save him!" Randeng shouted, his voice shaking the heavens, his murderous aura fixed on the Manshan Clan.

Then he reached out and grabbed the remains of Taiyi Zhenren, piecing them back together.

The immortals quickly took out pills and herbs to treat him, but the power of the Manshan Clan was constantly destroying Taiyi Zhenren's life force, making it difficult for him to recover, and his soul was almost exhausted.

Upon seeing this, the immortals were both shocked and enraged.

Among them, Taiyi Zhenren was definitely a top-tier fighter. Even with all his skills, he was no match for the brute Human Race. This makes one wonder, who exactly is the disciple of the Sage?

"No matter what, this grudge must be avenged."

"This person possesses demonic magic and managed to harm Senior Brother Taiyi by sheer luck; we cannot let this go."

Shen Gongbao said indignantly, attributing Taiyi Zhenren's defeat to his opponent's sorcery and lack of discipline.

"Gentlemen, why don't we just let it go? This beast is ferocious; let him be proud for now," Yaochi suddenly said with a smile.

"The battle between Sage will soon be decided, and there is no need for further futile struggles."

She offered this advice as a peacemaker, but her words displeased the immortals of the Chan Sect.

What does this mean?

Do you look down on them?

They've come to help; do we really need to wait for the Sage to determine the victor and decide the outcome?

If that's the case, then wouldn't we have come for nothing?

"Boom boom boom..."

Just then, a loud bang came from the distant Primordial Galaxy, instantly drawing all eyes in the world.

The war among the saints seems to have reached its climax; the momentum and fluctuations of the battle are about to affect all things in heaven and earth, past, present, and future.

"In the Primordial World, Heavenly Dao Sage, like a master, possesses an inexhaustible source of power. Di Jun and the others could not sustain this for long, and the same applies to the Human Path."

"I even feel that they are already at a disadvantage and will win soon."

Randeng, like a knowledgeable guy, suddenly started explaining, and with his insightful perspective, it wasn't difficult for him to discern the situation.

At the level of Sage, unless there is a huge gap between them, it is extremely difficult to kill them.

In the Primordial World, the Heavenly Dao Sage can continuously draw upon the power of the Heavenly Dao, while Di Jun is Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal.

All power must be channeled into oneself; if this continues, the strength will eventually be exhausted.

This is what Randeng believes.

"The deputy instructor's words make sense; I trust my teacher and my senior uncle."

In the Primordial Galaxy, the most fierce battle was between Ancestral Dragon and Ao Zhan. The two dragon saints had powerful physical bodies and fought with extreme domineering and fierceness, with grand and sweeping moves and an unparalleled spirit.

Ancestral Dragon was shocked and furious. After fighting for a long time, he was unable to subdue this foolish junior. The two were evenly matched and their strengths were not far apart.

This emboldened the other party, who kept shouting that they wanted to surpass him, their ancestor.

"Where exactly did things go wrong?"

Ancestral Dragon was somewhat devastated, feeling that his Sage had been for nothing!

I should have let it rot in the Sea Eye!

It's quite an oddity to have fallen to this level.

"Ancestral Dragon, you betrayed the Dragon Clan, thinking you're so great just because you've become a saint? What can the Dragon Clan do without you? I, Ao Zhan, can still surpass you."

Ao Zhan has started again, his three sentences are all about surpassing, his fighting spirit is high, and he is getting stronger with each battle.

"You bastards, you have betrayed your ancestor!"

Ancestral Dragon was almost vomiting, and he shouted loudly, trying to reverse this absurd idea.

As the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, he never harmed the Dragon Clan from beginning to end, so how could he be accused of betrayal?

"Everything I have done is for the sake of the Dragon Clan. You and Zhulong not only disobey me, but you also lead the Dragon Clan in a large-scale rebellion against me. Today, I must cleanse your sect!"

The Ancestral Dragon roared, his voice growing louder and louder until it shook the heavens and the earth. The terrifying dragon's roar made billions of creatures in the primordial Primordial World tremble and prostrate themselves on the ground.

"This clan leader also has the same intention!" Ao Zhan retorted, not to be outdone, and was equally determined to clean house.

Zhulong watched all this with satisfaction. This was more like it; Dragon Clan leader should have the demeanor of a leader.

We must always have the courage to strike hard!

On the other side of the battlefield of Sage, the battle was even more intense, with battle energy swirling through Chaos and shattering Eternal time.

"Di Jun, why didn't your two brothers come? Are they afraid to come, or unable to come?"

"Haha..." Zhun Ti laughed loudly, feeling that he had seen through the truth.

As soon as the words were spoken, the saints suddenly sensed something and all looked in one direction.

There was Dao Fire figure flying in from the horizon, faintly visible, emanating a terrifying aura that seemed to burn the heavens.