Chapter 1333: Dispute (II)

In Daoist Bai's eyes, the Li Family was currently hollow. All of their capable subordinates had gone north. As long as he held back the three to five people before him and rushed into the Wilderness at full speed, the Li Family would be unable to stop him.

Moreover, the Wilderness only consisted of major and minor families affiliated with the Li Family, not the Li Family's Moongaze Lake itself. Was it really necessary for Li Jiangqian to offend a future Purple Mansion Realm cultivator like him over a few mortals? The behavior of Grace Covenant Gate made much more sense.

Thus, the black robed old man feigned politeness and applied pressure as he said, "Family head, you should think it over. I fear I must ask your esteemed family for guidance and have a brief exchange with our hall."

A burly man with bulging eyes stepped forward at his command. His momentum was fierce, yet he reeked of bloodstained filth and did not truly look intimidating.

He was full of confidence, but the golden eyed man before him laughed heartily and replied, "Since the hall master has said so, then please wait a moment!"

He stepped forward and rummaged through his storage pouch, taking out a golden hammer and displaying it to the two of them.

"This..."

Daoist Bai stared wide eyed, never expecting Li Jiangqian to erupt into action. The golden hammer lifted and swung down, leaving torrents of apricot yellow Radiant Fire in its wake. It smashed down on the man's face like lightning.

Li Jiangqian laughed. "What trash you are!"

Boom!

The burly man had no time to react before the hammer smashed into his jaw. The blood visibly spurting through the air was instantly burned into black smoke by the Radiant Fire. Vast apricot yellow flames surged down in an instant, blazing brightly amid the torrential rain.

"

Ahh...

"

A howl of searing pain echoed through the night. Radiant Fire flowed across the man's body as he was smashed high into the air by the hammer, only stopping midair as he frantically tried to extinguish the flames.

"Li Jiangqian! Are you insane?!"

Daoist Bai could never have imagined that Li Jiangqian would continue grinning happily as he swung the hammer down. Moreover, as the dignified head of an immortal family with noble bloodlines and a cultivation at the early Foundation Establishment Realm, he should have retreated early and let his subordinates protect him even if a fight broke out. Yet he had dared to strike first.

Rage surged through Daoist Bai’s heart as he raised his hand, but another hammer strike was already crashing down. Apricot yellow Radiant Fire poured over him, boiling the yin qi throughout his body, while his dharma sword still hung at his waist, not yet drawn.

True Fire drifted like feathers across the battlefield. Li Minggong had been watching closely and reacted even faster than Chen Yang. The cultivators below erupted into commotion, while several from Grace Covenant Gate stared in shock.

This... they are fighting already? With Li Zhouwei absent, Moongaze Lake is already struggling against Capital Immortal Dao. Are they supposed to add Locust Soul Hall on top of that?

But there was no time for further thought. Li Jiangqian’s second hammer swing came down, but he had already transformed into flames and withdrawn. Daoist Bai burned with rage, yet was pressed so hard by a succession of True Fire that he could barely breathe.

He chanted inwardly,

Locust Shade Secret Art!

A sheet of dark green light surged from his body. Li Minggong merely frowned and set the Six Cornered Scarlet Flame Lamp before her. She pressed her red lips together, and used the might of the dharma artifact to breathe out a swath of True Fire.

She had cultivated the Art of Miao Tai Transformation of the Slaughter Jun Gate. This breath of flame, released with the aid of Purefeather Radiant Fire and a dharma artifact, was terrifyingly powerful. Daoist Bai's Locust Shade Ghost was already unimpressive and of low grade. It was also further countered by True Fire. The dark green radiance instantly vanished into ash, suppressing him until his face turned crimson.

The devil cultivators had gathered around before the battle had even properly begun. Upon seeing this scene, they were struck speechless once more.

Huh?

I never heard that Li Minggong was this powerful...

As the hall master of Locust Soul Hall and the so-called orthodox successor of the Mifan Dao lineage, Daoist Bai had been overwhelmingly domineering in recent days. Yet now he was being completely suppressed by a single burst of flame from Li Minggong, unable to move. It was a humiliation beyond measure.

Even Daoist Bai himself flushed red and was feeling somewhat dazed. When he seized the Golden Tang Gate, Situ Biao had little lifespan left and possessed no remarkable dharma artifacts. There had been no need for him to act at all. A swarm of devil cultivators had rushed in and beaten him to death...

Now that he was suddenly facing a true direct descendant of an immortal family, his superficial skills were instantly laid bare once the Locust Shade was burned by True Fire. He only felt that the other party's flames were ferociously powerful, leaving him struggling immensely.

After witnessing this display, not only were the onlookers stunned, even Li Minggong hesitated,

He cannot even endure this much? We must not injure or kill him... Otherwise, if the north ends up short of manpower, it will ruin another family's affairs.

But Daoist Bai was frantic with rage and hurriedly raised the Gui Dusk Profound Token, releasing its radiance. At once, a man clad in heavy armor, with a livid face and ferocious features, manifested through the dharma artifact and lunged straight into the flames.

This man was menacing in bearing. His sparse hair was grizzled, and his body radiated Geng Metal qi mixed with chilling yin qi, carrying a rather intimidating presence. Li Minggong just happened to rein in her strength at that moment, allowing the man to break through the flames and lunge forward. She swept her sleeve to block him, using surging True Fire to hold him back. When her gaze fell on his face, her expression turned slightly complex:

Situ Biao...

This old man was Situ Biao, a late Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator of the Situ Family who had covered everyone's retreat, and also the current master of the Golden Tang Gate. He had been stripped of his spirit artifact by Daoist Master Tianhuo and had his talismans taken as well as he fled in disgrace. Today, he had become someone else's dharma artifact...

Given his status and Golden Tang Gate's current awkward position, he could not leave even if he wanted to. He could only submit and be sacrificed.

Daoist Bai had not come to engage in battle. He could only force down the fury in his heart, ride the wind upward, and seize the chance to charge downward. He had only dived a short distance when a blaze of light appeared before him and a figure emerged.

This man had a swallow shaped jaw and tiger like whiskers, a lithe and vigorous build, and wore crimson armor. Scarlet light flared from his body like flames, and he held a staff in his hand. His eyes seemed empowered by some wondrous force, piercing through the air like awls and making others recoil at the sight.

Daoist Bai felt a surge of danger rise in his heart and immediately halted. Yet he did not expect another man holding a scroll to appear beside the man. Refined and gentle in demeanor, with an equally profound cultivation, the man lifted his brows and asked politely, "I heard that Hall Master Bai wishes to spar?"

Ding Weizeng was not so polite. He cast a cold glance at his opponent and leveled his long staff at the center of the opponent's brows as if ready to strike at any moment, his voice icy and grim, "Bastard!"