At that moment, Wang Peng invited Taiyi once again.
He wanted this junior brother to accompany him to the Yaoguang Holy Land to cultivate and meet their other fellow disciples along the way.
But Taiyi politely declined. He still intended to temper himself in the outside world, hoping to improve his strength as quickly as possible.
Now was hardly a good time to go to the Yaoguang Holy Land.
"Since you've made up your mind, junior brother, I won't try to persuade you any further!"
Seeing this, Wang Peng no longer insisted.
He merely told Taiyi that if anything came up, he could always seek out him or their other fellow disciples.
His expression grew solemn as he prepared to leave with the young disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Land.
After all, this involved a major sect from the Central Plains like the Yin-Yang Sect, with deep reserves and enormous influence.
It was far from something that he, a cultivator at peak dragon transformation, could decide rashly on his own.
He needed to return and report the matter to the Yaoguang Holy Lord, leaving the decision to him.
"Until we meet again, Senior Brother Wang Peng!"
Taiyi smiled.
Without lingering any longer, he bid this senior brother farewell.
He nodded to Chen Feng, Weiwei, and the other young disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Land, then transformed into a divine rainbow and flew into the distance.
As for the Yin-Yang Sect?
He believed that, as one of the overlords of the Southern Region, the Yaoguang Holy Land could not possibly let this matter slide.
The Yin-Yang Sect would have a bitter cup to swallow now.
He did not need to participate, nor was there any reason to get involved. All he had to do was fan the flames.
Of course, Taiyi was the sort to avenge even the slightest grievance.
If he really happened to encounter the Yin-Yang Sect's divine son or divine daughter,
he would not mind unleashing his full strength and killing them outright before worrying about anything else.
Chapter 32: The Enraged Yaoguang Holy Lord
"Master, didn't you say Grandmaster had very high standards?"
Meanwhile, elsewhere,
after returning to the Yaoguang Holy Land's base in Abyss City,
Chen Feng, who was preparing to accompany his master Wang Peng back to the Yaoguang Holy Land, could not help curling his lip. "This Junior Uncle Taiyi doesn't look all that impressive to me!"
"Are you trying to say that his strength is about the same as yours, and there's nothing special about him?"
Wang Peng naturally understood his own disciple.
Young and hotheaded, with his eyes set above his head, the boy was proud and arrogant. Wang Peng had spoiled him.
He immediately gave him an exasperated look and sternly rebuked him. "There are always people beyond the people you know, and heavens beyond the heavens you see. Don't be so arrogant. You've still got a long way to go, brat!"
"Your Junior Uncle Taiyi may only be at the dao palace third heaven, but at the same cultivation level, he could easily suppress you with one hand!"
"Suppress me with one hand? Master, you must be joking!"
Chen Feng naturally did not believe him.
He remained very confident in his own strength.
He believed that at the same cultivation level, even the Yaoguang Holy Land's Holy Son and Holy Maiden might not be able to suppress him with one hand.
"Do you think your grandmaster's judgment is worse than mine?"
Wang Peng was so angry that he laughed.
He shot his disciple a sidelong glance and sneered. "Your grandmaster mentioned in his letter to me that Junior Brother Taiyi had already mastered the Yaoguang Holy Land's peerless secret technique-the Primordial Origin Holy Light Technique-while still in the divine bridge realm. Though his cultivation is currently only at the dao palace third heaven, he has already attained minor mastery of the Holy Light Technique... In all the Yaoguang Holy Land's ancient history, no one has surpassed his talent!"
"Even your eldest martial uncle and the others fell far short of him in their youth. Do you think you're worthy of comparing yourself to him?"
Taiyi had discussed this with him earlier. There was no need to deliberately keep this particular fact secret.
After all, if he wanted to win the support of the Yaoguang Holy Land's upper ranks, he could not remain excessively low-key, hiding everything without revealing any talent or strength.
Thus, Wang Peng did not mind teaching his disciple what it meant for there to always be someone greater.
"What?!"
Chen Feng's face changed dramatically.
His mouth fell open in disbelief. "Then wouldn't he be even more formidable than the Holy Son...?"
Although he was not qualified to study the Holy Light Technique,
he had naturally heard of the Yaoguang Holy Land's supreme art.
He had even heard his master mention that without reaching the dao palace realm, one was not qualified to cultivate this secret technique at all.
Never had he imagined that this young Junior Uncle possessed such astonishing talent and comprehension.
He had actually mastered the Holy Light Technique while still in the divine bridge realm.
Moreover, at merely the dao palace third heaven, he had already attained minor mastery of it.
It was simply inconceivable, shattering everything he thought he knew.
"It's hard to say..."
Wang Peng shook his head gently.
He thought of the extraordinarily brilliant, dazzling Yaoguang Holy Son.
Even with all his confidence in this junior brother, he could not help hesitating.
He sighed softly, but still said earnestly, "But if anyone among the Yaoguang Holy Land's younger generation can contend with the Holy Son, it can only be him!"
"Haven't those secluded elders of Yaoguang trained quite a few young experts?"
Chen Feng could not help reminding him, "They say quite a few of them can fight and kill Four Extremes cultivators while only at the fifth dao palace heaven. They've even been named the Yaoguang Holy Land's ten greatest young experts!"
Even he was not qualified to rank among them.
He had once exchanged blows with one of them.
The result had been a crushing defeat, one that still rankled him to this day.
"Just listen to those claims and leave it at that. Are they even worthy?" Wang Peng rapped his disciple on the head and scoffed irritably. "A person's worth lies in knowing their own limits. Don't you go following their example!"
Of course he knew those so-called ten greatest young experts.
Though the Yaoguang Holy Son currently kept them firmly beneath him, forcing most of these young experts to maintain a low profile and not dare show their heads,
they were all brimming with ambition, eyeing the position of Holy Son like hungry tigers and waiting for their chance.
"Every one of those fellows has ambitions higher than heaven and a life thinner than paper... Who knows when someone will slaughter them!"
At this point,
a shadow flickered through Wang Peng's eyes, along with bitterness and helplessness.
Had he not been just like them in his youth, spirited and buoyant, convinced of his own extraordinary worth?
Yet bloody reality had slapped him hard across the face twice, breaking his spine and proud bones until he had no choice but to bow his haughty head.
Back then, as an equally arrogant candidate for Holy Son, he had encountered the Holy Son of a major sect and been effortlessly suppressed.
The man had even stepped on his head and viciously humiliated him, leaving a flaw in his Dao heart that kept him from making the slightest progress for a long time.
Even later, when he heard that the Holy Son's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the peak of the first heaven of the Immortal Platform before the age of two hundred and making him a half-step mighty expert, only to perish after rushing his cultivation and attempting to force a breakthrough,
he still could not untie the knot in his heart and remained stuck in the dragon transformation secret realm.
He could not break through to the Immortal Platform.
That dejection had lingered to this day.
Three days later,
after Elder Wang Peng returned to the Yaoguang Holy Land,
he immediately sent word to his fellow disciples and reported the news to the Holy Lord.
"Boom..." Within an immensely majestic hall,
a heroic figure stood, radiating matchless authority, his divine form indistinct amid the one hundred and eight divine halos surrounding him.
He was none other than the Yaoguang Holy Land's current Holy Lord-Li Daoqing.
Upon receiving the news, he immediately emerged from seclusion.
He personally summoned Wang Peng. After learning the details, Li Daoqing flew into a towering rage. "The Yin-Yang Sect! What audacity..."
"They dared to brazenly hunt down our Yaoguang's gifted disciple, and even secretly scour the Southern Region for exceptionally talented immortal seedlings to strengthen their Yin-Yang Sect..."
"They treat our Yaoguang as though we don't exist! Do they really think this is the Central Plains?"
An incomparably terrifying aura swept out from within the hall.
Even Elder Wang Peng trembled with fear, nearly unable to stop himself from falling to his knees.
"Launch a full search immediately. You must drag out these Yin-Yang Sect vermin and destroy their bases in the Eastern Wasteland..."
Holy light blazed brilliantly as Li Daoqing stood with his hands behind his back.
His entire being seemed supremely sacred, his majesty inviolable.
His gaze was stern, his tone brooking no defiance as he coldly commanded, "Kill every member of the Yin-Yang Sect without mercy!"
"Furthermore, send people to the Central Plains. At any cost, hunt down the Yin-Yang Sect's Holy Son and Holy Maiden... Don't they want to snuff out geniuses? Then our Yaoguang Holy Land will show them exactly how it's done!"
"A mere Yin-Yang Sect dares offend our Yaoguang Holy Land? They truly have no idea whether they're living or dying..."
"We obey the Holy Lord's decree-"
All around the hall.
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