Chapter 160: Grand Assembly Contest, Old Enemies Meet

Shi Hao gritted his teeth, though endless anger surged in his heart.

But his expression remained unchanged; he simply clenched his fists tightly.

Lin Bai saw his senior brother stop, then turned and asked: "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just ran into an old friend."

"I need to properly entertain him."

Shi Hao said this indifferently, then withdrew his gaze, the coldness in his eyes intensifying.

Upon hearing this, Lin Bai also looked over there.

In the distance outside the platform, a white-clad youth with extraordinary aura was flying up onto the platform.

"Senior brother's old friend?"

"Probably a good friend from before senior brother joined the sect."

"But why does that youth look quite similar to senior brother?"

Lin Bai withdrew his gaze, thought silently, then without further thought continued forward.

At the same time, on the other side's largest platform.

Buddha Son Jing Tianchen clasped his hands, smiled, and looked toward Sima Wuqing ahead, saying: "Sima Brother, you still remember the little monk."

"The little monk is deeply honored."

"A few years ago I already received your imperial law, Brother Wuqing; today the little monk wishes to receive it again."

Sima Wuqing heard this, his eyes deepening.

This Jing Tianchen is not easy to deal with; before we fought to a draw, now several years have passed, this Buddha Son is becoming harder to read.

"If that's the case, then let's fight!"

Sima Wuqing shouted loudly, and his mighty battle intent surged upward in an instant.

It scattered the clouds, a ray of sunlight shone down, glinting on his golden-yellow battle armor.

"Heavenly Expansion Imperial Technique!"

Sima Wuqing fully operated his imperial law, and mighty spiritual energy surged upward.

The pressure of the Nascent Soul peak spread in all directions.

"The little monk loves most to save others; those with affinity need not pay a single spirit stone, those without affinity, even a hundred million spirit stones will be ignored."

"Brother Wuqing and the little monk have affinity; today I will give you one for free."

On the other side, Buddha Son Jing Tianchen faced Sima Wuqing's soaring aura without panic, even lightly joking twice.

He sat cross-legged, clasped his hands, and murmured softly.

Boundless Buddhist light shone forth, highlighting his incomparable holiness.

In the void above, a vast, obscure Buddhist chant resonated.

"Again, this damned Buddhist chant!"

Sima Wuqing furrowed his brows; even though he avoided the sea of consciousness, this Buddhist chant could still penetrate.

"Their auras are both so strong!"

"No wonder he's a peak heaven's pride! This bald... Buddha Son's aura is not at all weaker than Wuqing's!"

Then a loud shout rang out.

"Holy crap! Quick look over there! That's... the third-ranked heaven's pride on the heaven's pride list, Shi Tian!"

Only see on the other side, on a platform just as magnificent, a youth flew up, his white clothes whiter than snow.

Shi Tian heard the shouting not far below the platform, the corners of his mouth slightly rising.

After looking down with his divine pupils, he said in a deep voice: "Chenlan Holy Land, Holy Son Shi Tian, please advise."

"This is the one who possesses both the Chaos Pupil and the Supreme Body!"

"Third on the Heaven's Pride List—who could be his match!"

"I don't know if the Imperial Son Bu Jianyun of the Wuchen Imperial Sect and the legitimate daughter Lan Yun of the Divine Kingdom Lan family have come; only if they come could they contend with him."

"Not necessarily; know that the Chaos Pupil is already formidable, plus the legendary Supreme Holy Body—estimated even if those two came, they wouldn't be a match."

"Last time the ranking was still the previous time; back then Shi Tian's gifted physique hadn't fully been unleashed, now it's hard to say."

On the upper floor of Jingyue Valley, Di Xin'er's eyes flashed with helplessness.

Speaking of contending with Sima Wuqing, she still has a fifty percent chance.

But if she were to contend with Shi Tian, she only has a thirty percent chance.

Last time she vied for the Heaven's Pride List, she already witnessed the might of Holy Son Shi.

Meanwhile, Lin Bai and Hua Qingyu, upon hearing the cultivators' words, suddenly realized.

They had previously heard the story of their senior brother.

That Shi Tian, isn't he the senior brother's enemy!

He forcefully seized the senior brother's supreme body and grafted it onto himself.

Lin Bai furrowed his brows, immediately stepped forward, and said to senior brother Shi Hao: "Senior brother, it's him indeed! I said why does this person's appearance look somewhat similar to yours."

"Shi Tian!"

"Junior brothers, you don't need to worry about me; go challenge elsewhere first, I'll settle my own matters first."

"Be careful."

Shi Hao finished speaking, not waiting for junior brother Lin Bai and the others to speak, he turned and flew toward that grand platform without looking back.

Seeing this, Lin Bai immediately took off the Qinglian Sword strapped to his back.

Holding the Qinglian Sword, who in the world cannot be slain!

After several people exchanged glances.

They all went together toward the direction of Senior Brother Shi Hao, closely following behind.

Azure Cloud disciples, overcome the hardship together.

On the platform, Shi Tian waited a long time with no response, then disdainfully withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "Is there no one who can be my enemy? Being invincible is also a kind of loneliness."

Looks like I'll have to lie down again this time; the world of the strong is always so lonely.

Nothing can be done; just get used to it.

"Cough, looking at this, the two peerless heavenly talents from the Dustless Emperor Sect and the Lan Clan probably didn't come."

"What a pity, we won't get to see a match between such heavenly talents."

The cultivators watching the main event also all expressed their regret.

"Right! Where are the Immortal Sect's disciples?"

At this moment, Shi Tian on the platform recalled this, hurriedly looked toward the distance, trying to find their figures.

Soon he saw eight figures flying from afar.

Noticing their robes flowing with Dao rhythms, Shi Tian's eyes lit up—Azure Cloud disciples!

Wait! Why does that leading figure look so familiar?

Shi Hao!!

After Shi Tian cleared his view of that figure, he was like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, retreating several steps before stopping.

At this moment, his mind was filled with confusion.

After I merged with the Supreme Body, before being taken away by the Dust Barrier Holy Land, didn't my father already send assassins to kill him?

Even if his family's trusted aides helped him luckily escape, he's a cripple—how could he join the Immortal Sect?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Shi Tian, the simpleton, blinked his eyes wildly in place, telling himself this was all fake, all an illusion!

"Huh? What's wrong with the Holy Son? Could he have gone berserk from cultivation?"

"Fellow cultivator, what nonsense are you spouting? If the Holy Son hears you, you're done—do you have a death wish?"

"Fellow cultivator, look into the void! Those are Azure Cloud's heavenly talents, right? They're here to challenge the Holy Son?"

Shortly after, Shi Hao flew in first, descending onto the lofty platform.

He gazed indifferently at Shi Tian opposite him, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

Then he coldly said, "Shi Tian, we meet again."

"I said that day, this grudge will be repaid a hundredfold."