Chapter 172

Who shouldn't they have provoked, but they had to provoke the brat; they deserve their bad luck.

East Sea Coast.

A dignified-looking person sat cross-legged in the void, preaching to a group of acquired humans.

"The Ren Sect is acting against heaven and will ultimately not last long; it will perish sooner or later."

"Only by believing in my Xun Sect can one attain the right fruit."

"Immortal, isn't this statement a bit too much?"

"Our Ren Sect has the Three Thousand Wonderful Methods passed down by the Saintly Venerable; which method cannot attain the right fruit?"

The Ren Sect had a solid foundation among the human race, and this statement was quickly refuted.

"Those are just some third-rate paths; what's the point of fighting and killing all day?"

"Only by seeking the immortal path and pursuing longevity is what we cultivators should do."

Afterward, Xuandu directly pinched the Dharma seal, the Dao rhymes circulating around his body, emitting vast divine light.

"I am a disciple under the master of the Xun Sect, the Great Master Xuandu."

"Today, if you believe in the Xun Sect, you can be named disciples under my seat."

These acquired humans were mostly mortals; when had they seen such momentum? For a time, they were all excited.

"Please, Immortal, accept us as disciples."

A satisfied smile appeared on Xuandu's face.

This time there was a great harvest; if this continued, sooner or later he could shake the foundation of the Ren Sect.

Just as Xuandu was proud, a huge palm print appeared, covering down from the void, and slapped him down with one palm.

Afterward, Lin Xia's figure appeared.

An angry look appeared on Xuandu's face, and he questioned:

"Lin Xia, why are you disturbing my preaching?"

Originally, all the fortune of the human race was occupied by the Ren Sect, and the Xun Sect's foundation was empty.

Xuandu, as Laozi's disciple, found it difficult to make progress in his cultivation and was already depressed enough.

Today, his preaching was ambushed by Lin Xia, which made him even more furious.

"Your Golden Core path has extremely high requirements for aptitude; they simply cannot cultivate it. If they listen to your words, how will they survive in the prehistoric world in the future?"

Lin Xia said faintly.

Preaching was one thing, but smearing the Ren Sect here was another.

It seems this Xuandu not only has a rebellious bone at the back of his head but is also quite shameless.

"I am acting in accordance with heaven."

"If they cultivate the Golden Core Great Dao, they can naturally preserve their lives."

"You doing this is acting against the will of heaven."

Xuandu scolded Lin Xia angrily.

The Xun Sect cultivates the path of non-action.

Therefore, Xuandu used fate and heavenly numbers to refute Lin Xia.

"What a good 'acting in accordance with heaven'."

"Today is just right; why don't you show off the Golden Core Great Dao you cultivate and see what's so magical about it?"

Lin Xia said faintly.

Xuandu was instantly choked.

No matter how ignorant he was, he knew Lin Xia's illustrious name.

Moving his mouth might still be okay, but if he were to fight Lin Xia, that would be purely seeking death.

"What? Are you afraid? You don't even have the courage to test it out."

"Cowardly as a mouse, how are you fit to preach?"

Lin Xia mocked faintly.

Xuandu was instantly furious.

"Audacious!"

The precious sword in his hand turned directly into a stream of light and slashed toward Lin Xia.

Lin Xia raised his palm and waved it casually; Xuandu was directly slapped away, and the precious sword turned into flying ashes.

Xuandu's face instantly became extremely gloomy.

This precious sword was an acquired supreme treasure bestowed upon him by his master, extremely precious, and now it was shattered by Lin Xia with one slap.

"Lin Xia, you brat, audacious!"

At this moment, a vast Saintly might suddenly descended from the sky, and Laozi's figure appeared.

Without any hesitation, a giant palm of heaven and earth condensed from laws suppressed Lin Xia.