Chapter 366: Chapter 346 I’m Too Lazy to Reason with You, You Don’t Deserve to Listen!_2

Liu Mantang was a True Disciple of the Talisman Array Hall, while Hong Yuan was a True Disciple of the Refining Equipment Hall. Their showdown subtly represented the collision of these two behemoths within the Phoenix Creek Sect!

In the distance, rosy light filled the sky; Cloud Boats loomed, and chariots roared. Streaks of radiant light glided past, taking positions on the mountain peaks.

"Elder Lan from the Spirit Plant Garden has arrived!"

"Long Zhandu from the Beast Control Hall is here too!"

Exclamations erupted from the crowd. Not only had most of the high-ranking and influential Elders from the Phoenix Creek Sect arrived, but the remaining eight Phoenix Creek Tutelages had also come to witness this battle. With the arrival of these important figures, the crowd became even more eager for the upcoming fight.

「On a remote peak.」

Hong Yuan bid farewell to Master Lin Daoyan, Zhu Wushang, and the others before stepping out to head for the battlefield.

"Daoyan, this disciple of yours has been trained well. He has the potential to reach the Saint Realm," Baixiang Xuanjiang said, suddenly appearing on the mountain and expressing his admiration.

Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Daoyan turned around in surprise. "Uncle Master..."

The people from the Rainbow Fire Peak Lineage looked at Baixiang Xuanjiang in shock.

The Master’s master... isn’t that a Supreme Elder? A Martial Saint, a legendary immortal being!

BUZZ. BUZZ.

BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ.

Suddenly, a strange buzzing noise began to resound in the misty sky. A deep and pitch-black passage exploded into existence, from which countless Bee Beast Worms shrieked and swarmed out.

The myriad Bee Beast Worms fluttered like a shower of luminous rain, falling like crimson petals, as a figure as ancient as frost slowly stepped out of the passage.

The one who arrived was none other than Hong Yuan!

Hong Yuan looked youthful, his gaze clear and bright. He was clad in a black Daoist robe, with a face like finely carved jade and eyes like brilliant stars. Accompanied by the myriad Bee Beast Worms, he exuded an air of uncanny charm.

At this moment, the firmament split in two. On one side was Liu Mantang, commanding his Flying Falcon Fierce Beasts; on the other was Hong Yuan with his Bee Beast Worms. It was as if one represented Black Heaven and the other daylight, starkly distinct.

And when the crowd compared Hong Yuan with Liu Mantang, they were astounded to find that Hong Yuan’s momentum completely overwhelmed Liu Mantang!

"Why do I suddenly feel that the outcome of this battle isn’t as obvious as everyone says?" a True Disciple from the Elixir Refining Hall questioned aloud.

The expressions of those from the Talisman Array Hall changed from their previous mockery.

A True Disciple from the Talisman Array Hall said seriously, "Momentum means nothing. I think Hong Yuan should concede and challenge other Phoenix Creek Tutelages in the next three years!"

"Nonsense! You expect Yuan to concede just because of Liu Mantang? Keep dreaming!" Zhu Wushang retorted. Seeing Hong Yuan gaining the upper hand, he was greatly reassured and promptly scoffed.

Previously, Zhu Wushang had been concerned that Hong Yuan might succumb to Liu Mantang’s imposing aura, thus failing to unleash his true strength. After all, Liu Mantang was one of the nine long-established Phoenix Creek Tutelages, renowned far and wide. But now it seemed he had understood Hong Yuan far too little.

In this moment, to Zhu Wushang, Hong Yuan resembled the unfathomable Ninth Heaven!

In the distance, the Elders and the Phoenix Creek Tutelages felt quite unsettled, staring blankly at Hong Yuan in the sky.

"Junior Brother Hong Yuan, you’re here," Liu Mantang said, closing his fan. His pink robe fluttered in the wind, and the contempt on his face vanished, replaced by a deadly serious expression. An aggressive aura emanated from him, intimidating all around.

Hong Yuan looked over, his eyes narrowing. His temperament isn’t bad; adjusting so quickly shows he has some skill indeed.

However, the next moment, the corners of Hong Yuan’s mouth twisted slightly as he realized he had judged too soon!

Then again, which Heavenly Talent in Martial Arts isn’t confident in their ability to dominate the Nine Heavens and Five Continents?

Liu Mantang said indifferently, "You are strong. But in a great battle, fists and feet have no eyes. Against someone of your strength, I cannot hold back. You should know that there are differences among True Disciples, and I advise you to surrender. The Eagle Immortal Blessed Land will ultimately be yours, because next year I will be striving for the Saint Realm!"

Hong Yuan could tell Liu Mantang was being sincere. But this demeanor only made Hong Yuan want to laugh.

Who was he? He was the Demon Clan’s Destiny, the Food Tao Saint, the Sword Tao Saint, the pioneer of Dream Tao... Wasn’t each of his identities stronger than that of a Phoenix Creek Tutelage?

The corners of Hong Yuan’s mouth turned up in a slight smile, his attitude even more detached as he said, "I think it’s better for you to surrender, lest your Dao heart collapses and you meet trouble during your Saint Achievement Immortal Transcending Tribulation."

"Hmph!" Liu Mantang snorted coldly, angered by Hong Yuan acting even more insufferably smug, and immediately scolded, "Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! A deep bond between master and disciple? What a pity. In this world, what’s most common is..."

"I can’t be bothered to reason with you; you’re not worthy of hearing it!" Hong Yuan bluntly retorted.

Liu Mantang was so enraged his face flushed crimson, as if smoke were about to pour from his orifices.

At that very moment, the Bee Beast Worms beside Hong Yuan surged into action, thunderously building momentum.

Liu Mantang laughed, a laugh born from sheer fury at Hong Yuan.

This young Junior Brother has no martial virtue!

BOOM! BOOM-BOOM! BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!

In the sky above, the Bee Beast Worms and the Flying Falcon Fierce Beasts transformed into myriad streaks of light, fiercely colliding, creating shining bursts and roaring like thunder.

This was not a clash of mere Martial Artists; it was a battle exclusive to the Slave Tao. Since ancient times, enslavement and soul have been inseparable. Now, it was a contest of whose Soul Foundation was deeper and whose strategic calculation was stronger.

In the sky, many Flying Falcon Fierce Beasts cried out in anguish. It was simply because these Bee Beast Worms were too ferocious; each one was armed with Instrument armor, making them brutally unrelenting.